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Secret Garden Jan 2018
Tired days are trying days, and quite frankly, I'm always tired.

Self respect and morals engulfed in wild fire.

My light snatched and tainted among monsters, not seeming to return.

All the years of same mistakes, why can't I ever learn?

My mind is stuck, so my mind is trapped in a self destructive cycle.

A piece of me, waiting patiently for a warm touches arrival.

Waiting for this ice blockade to reveal a garden of dreams come true.

But who could ever return a love that's been damaged and abused?

An endless mess of string unable to unwind.

I can't help but wish myself gone from time to time.
Aarya Jan 2018
Im a traveller,
In search of a light,
It seems like ages but I couldn't catch a sight.

I've been covered with the mud of  fear,
My legs have been sore of the sadness I wear.

Yet I'll walk,
until I uncover the light that I yearn,
until this life ceases to exist,
until this heart arise from the dead,
until the soul cleanses the dread.
ARCH Jan 2018
You will see me struggle
But you won't see my fall
Regardless of every weakness
I'm going to stand tall

Every time I will be living
In pain and in vain
But always wear a biggest smile
Though I want to cry

I'm going to fight to live
Though destined to die
It may be difficult to survive
But you won't see me fall
I'm going to stand tall
Pallestine beauty
Gemini Dec 2017
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why
society chose to ignore our cries.

Rather than saying we would be alright
they told us to look in the mirror,
and find a reason to survive.

You’d think it’d be easy to find a reason why,
to continue down the hall with a smile oh so wide.

But in reality, our demons never really die.

No matter the circumstance,
Negativity plays a role in every life.
Quadruple Oof
Marte Lindholm Dec 2017
One of the phenomena in life,
is that when you have been
treated poorly for a long time,
you'll eventually get used to it

And when you all of a sudden
stumble across someone nice,
you'll acknowledge them,
but then expect them to disappear soon.

Because how could you ever
trust that they'll stay?
Better not get attached,
and hurt another time.

But what if that is a mistake?
Maybe you should give it a shot?
Have a little faith in humanity.
Risk being naive once more.

And then you try.
Everything seems fine,
just waiting for it to get bad.
Or, wait...

Could this possibly be the happy ending you only see in movies?
I keep trying,
Trying so hard only to fail.

I failed academics
I failed love
I failed life.

I keep trying,
Trying so hard only to break.

Breaking promises
Breaking hearts
Breaking us.

I keep trying,
Trying so hard to hold on.

Hold on to reality
Hold on to love
Hold on to life.

I keep Failing, Breaking, Falling
Holding onto broken pieces,
Cutting myself again and again.
Stephanie Franco Nov 2017
Entrapping myself in the echos of its poetry
Reciting those same words over and over again,
“Not good enough. Try again.”

How do I simply express this complex, complicated, convoluted figure
A person who knows himself is a person who lies;
Is a person who dies
They die too early and they die knowing nothing


To know it all is to know no adventure
It is to know what you never knew
So as I sit here contemplating what I am -
I come up with nothing, but the words,
“Try Again.”
haylee beckim Nov 2017
I never understood such attachment.
Girls breaking themselves for boys.
Until I had slowly realized, I was.
I know I am much stronger both in entirety and wisdom.
So what horrid spell has been cast?
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