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Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
My skin gets thicker every time the world strikes me with a backhand blow.

My bones strengthen every time someone I love disappears without warning.

My heart beats more insistently at every attempt someone makes to tear it out.

My soul grows deeper with every ounce of pain that cycles through my being.

Every time the world tries to crush me to its core, I generate resilience. My mind becomes wiser. It takes a certain amount of pain to make a person better. For, in order to rise, you must first be knocked to the ground.
ogdiddynash Nov 2023
a thousand poems stronger,
write in freedom flowing,
rhyming, sashaying, gingers flying,
an exercise in 15 minute segments,
18 hours daily, easy peasy,
I’ll have my thousand in a mere
13.8888888888888 days, then
what the heck am I do with those now
superfluous 6 hours a weekly wastrels?

drink.
dailythoughts Jun 2020
it doesn’t get better
we just forget about it for awhile
until everything comes flashing back
even stronger this time
at least for awhile
i'll be in bliss
without terror
Quinn May 2020
I know its been a long time
I know I should have been nicer to you
But being thirteen changes a person
You learn that maybe the world isn't as innocent as it once was
You realize that you're growing up just a bit too quickly
And just like the world, you aren't innocent anymore either
I know I should have been there, to protect you
From others, from yourself
I wasn't strong enough to take care of you
But I'm here
and I'm stronger now
We're stronger now
Broken Pieces May 2020
I sit here and wait for my time to shine,
I wait for the day when I'm actually fine.
I'm not just some little girl anymore,
I've learned how to cope when you walked out the door.
I won't just sit and wait,
I'm going to start tempting with fate.
I will be great someday,
And I'll do it my own way.
light thinks she travles faster
than anything she thinks she is more stronger

no matter how fast she travles
even if the bone of her kneels crackles

but she finds out the darkness has always got there first
and waiting for her who calls herself best.
#folorunsho_Mike_Iyanuoluwa
Lyka Mosca Apr 2020
Help him.
Whether he asks or not,
Whether its heavy or light.

A little assist,
Won't take much time


A while is enough
To ease a broken heart
Argha Wadadar Apr 2020
Consent was trivial to you,
you thought, my flesh was ready for you.
you thought, me being friendly,
an invitation for you to violate me.

I was afraid, of the consequences,
you were groping your next prey.
I was afraid , of myself,
empty void nesting inside me.

I contemplate, did I do something wrong?
or was it you all alone,
the answer is obvious, yet
I scrutinise myself to sleep every night.

The wounds may heal,
but the trust is lost,
the shadows will scare me,
for the rest of my life.

I have decided to,
deem you insignificant,
at long last the woman in me rebelled,
overcoming the fear and shame.

I will speak out,
not in a whisper, but aloud,
vehemently, to end this injustice,
to end this torment within.

wad_arg
More Power to the survivors, fighting out there.
Thankyou for reading.
Broken Pieces Apr 2020
Outside it’s snowing,
No one knows where they're going.
People are trying to fight,
But they’ve given up on the light.
My heart is dying,
I’m tired of the lying.
Why do I even try,
When I know I could never touch the sky.
Where is the sign I’ve been waiting for?
Will it come or will I just end up on the floor.
Blood is red,
I listened to all he said.
I’ve become so numb,
What will I become?
Can I ever hope to heal?
Is this even real?
I want to find my way,
But everything's became so gray.
What is the cost,
For being so lost?
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