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Jann Jul 2019
As I lay in my bed in this dark room,
the silence is wide awake , my mind too.
My thoughts immediatly go to you,
every moment of the day until my eyes grow so heavy
and my body is at full peace.
But still you are there in the back of my mind.

You are just like a piece from heaven,
so beautiful and unreal,
but your kisses taste like desire and trust.
Anastasia Jul 2019
Is the world against me?
Or is it just you?
Hearts were made to be broken.
I guess that's true.
Your love wasn't real.
Darling, you'll rue.
Try as I may
Try as I might
It hard to believe
I ever trusted you.
Crown Shyness Jul 2019
Who can I be
Everyone hates me
They try to be friends
But I don’t trust them
"I'm kind of a hypocrite. My words are so contradicting and my sentences don't have anything in common."
I wrote this relative to my feelings of anxiety around others in the past. I felt incredibly self-conscious and felt as though no one really liked me back then. I had friends but I also had my doubts sometimes.
Sehar Bajwa Jul 2019
found a guy who wont buy flowers
but is growing roses for me
abigail j s Jul 2019
“Confío en Ti.”
The words rip the tastebuds off my tongue,
the skin from the back of my throat,
the bile from the pit of my stomach—
all raked out by the utterance of this phrase
that has never been so hard for me to say.
“Confío en Ti.”
“I trust in You.”
God, I—
I can't say those words aloud.
Not just yet.
It hurts, oh God,
to put my hope solely in You.
But I will write it.
I will write it over and over until
the words roll off my tongue,
until saying them feels like it has never been easier.

“Confío en Ti.”
“Confío en Ti.”
“Confío en Ti.”

I trust You, Lord.
february 3, 2019
RVani Kalyani Jul 2019
Crystal clear sky of Green,
And that red coloured stream.
If the trees turn to blue too,
Will that seem beautiful to you?
What's wrong with this happening?
I've fed up with u people changing.
Blinded by progression u don't see the crisis,
I still wait for the day u admit that Nature is the basis.
A plea made by the nature's messenger/ nature's part to find nature's lost self.
We people have become so worse that we don't feel gratitude for nature anymore.
And we are not humans anymore either. In a par of civilisation,we are only focusing about the things that profit us while ignoring the nature's saddest cries.
Styles Jul 2019
Listen to
your inner voice
It’s the only one
that matters
It’s the advice I would whisper in my ear, if I could time travel back in time.
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