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André Morrison Apr 2019
When he wakes, it ends his sound dreamscapes
Profound takes on the world around him
We're all walking through sorrow
& gasping for air as we drown in sin
Today is akin to tomorrow
So he hopes tomorrow doesn't follow
He just needs to borrow some love
So his head can stay above, when push comes to shove
Empire Apr 2019
They say to me
This is the day
Created by my Lord
It is a gift
From the Most High

But this day
It feels like a burden
It feels broken
I want to return it
Because this day
This is where I am
Depressed
Anxious
Ill
Tired
Terrified
Ugly
This is when I weep

I don’t mean to be ungrateful
I’m just a confused child
I’m so lost
I’m so tired
And so broken
And I just don’t know
What to do with
This day
I’ll live it because it was given to me, but please tell me why You gave it to me.
Pyrrha Apr 2019
My biggest form of shame
Is how often I give up on today
How soon I dread tomorrow
I feel guilt in my weakness

The present is a gift I can't open
Desire Apr 2019
The past and present, before and after,
lows and highs, are no disguise.
Yet to my surprise, the bad and good,
they build us up, as life should.

To persevere is to prepare
for the battles that are to come.
If you fail, just try again
to prevail and say you won.

Not to brag, but to be a winner,
learn from the losses; with it comes wisdom.
A smarter self, a stronger soul;
Those who never try will never know.

Dig your feet deep in the dirt.
Don't be afraid to put in work.
Do your best as if it today
did not promise you a tomorrow.
[ TODAY IS A NEW DAY ]

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Eric Apr 2019
Rain ............ Freezing rain yet again
One of those days where the morning never ends.and tomorrow can't wait to begin . I think of myself as my own friend . I see myself often enough to pretend . I can't even kid around no matter how many letters I send . I keep dreaming a life like a tree where I climb to the top to see the end . Then it's on repeat where I fall back down again . I sit here and there in silence to mend . Before I stand back up an climb once more like I meant. On sunny days I put up my tent , because sometimes that energy , I don't get . I Kindle a fire so farfetched. That I would just love to forget. I'm not quite okay yet . Just me , my friend , and I , we've all met . and everytime the **** gets heavy , we jet. We run through forests and hills till we fall into a unforgettable pit . And we sit , in silence , and wait for how dark it can get .
Empire Apr 2019
I don't want to cry today
I don't want to hurt myself today
I don't want to live in darkness today
I don't want to hate myself today
I don't want to hate others today

I don't know why,
But I know

I want to smile today
I want to be kind to myself today
I want to bask in the light today
I want to love being myself today
I want to love others today

I don't know why today is different
But I'm so glad it is
May this be a record to remind myself on the bad days that good days do come
ms reluctance Apr 2019
Today
I plan to be
properly productive –
not let time get away from me.
But it’s half past eight. I’ll begin at nine.
Now it’s nine-twelve. I’ll start at ten…
…And that’s how, somehow, I
got nothing done
today.
NaPoWriMo Day 12
Poetry form: Rictameter
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