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Shay Nov 2015
I convinced myself that you were my missing puzzle piece,
the only one I needed to be entirely complete.
But then I realised I was wrong, you couldn't commit,
and I cannot force pieces together when they don't fit.
KD Oct 2015
It's funny how a tower you used so much time and energy on to build
can by a single blow fall to the ground and break again
And you're often left at the top of the ladder, looking down
-helplessly observing the fall you're about to take
Not knowing how to deal with it when you hit the bottom
and desperately looking for reasons to not believe that it is happening to you
You might come to believe you are a bad builder
and you will therefore swear to never build again
In fact you might even get reasonable and safe-looking chances
but then again you might mess up as you always do
because you are after all the worst builder
You might look at other peoples' beautiful creations where many almost reach the stars
then you look back on your building spot which still stands bare and naked
The ladder might even still be lying on the ground from the fall long time ago
But maybe one day you'll get the strength to build again
and maybe the tower won't be that tall
but your bravery will be and that is what counts
Someone will one day walk by your small tower and find it magnificent
And you will be glad you in the end never gave up
Unknown Oct 2015
There's always sunshine after rain
Unless the rain kills you first
hello again Oct 2015
You say "You're worth it",
They why do I feel so worthless?
You say "You're beautiful",
Then why do I feel like I need to hide my face?
You say "It's gonna get better",
Then why hasn't it?
Tell me why...
I overthink things too often
...And then I claimed hell and embedded my soul in mercury

Spun in cotton candy.
Sweet and dandy.
Honey of kindness is what I *usually
am.

        Glazed with a temper of redness and lust
        With reckless catapults of whimsical feathered *****.
         In carefully-woven baskets
         Bombarding blanks with loud bangs.
         And an identity which took years to make,
         I'm a bi-tempered soul of icy / lava flow.

Wanting, needing, consuming life...

Give me flattery and attention!
I was exempt from life's detention!
I was spoiled by the caring hearts of my DNA angels!
    
       Rage first, I protest.
       Regrets later, I detest.
       I'm a clusterfuck of mixed intentions.
       Real words don't spill much beyond fire lake.
Sometimes, we have that bad attitude suppressed inside our peaceful vessels.

John Archievald Gotera © 2015
maxine Oct 2015
all of them just come and go.
and they never love,
and they never care.
they just come...

and they just go.
observation from living in a hotel.
D Sep 2015
I don't like it when you're not smiling
It reminds me that you're not immune to sadness
That sometimes there isn't anything to smile about
And that maybe only sadness has a place in this world
I don't want to believe people like you are unhappy
People who live a life led by their hearts
People who put others before themselves because it wouldn't feel right any other way
People who have already gone through so much hardship and always seem to come out stronger for it
When you're not smiling, it reminds me that people like you usually only smile because people like me rely on it
I rely on seeing you smile, the while knowing all you've had to endure
Just knowing you can still smile and laugh and live brightens my world
You make me see a hope, that no matter how dark it gets I can hope that there will always be a day where I too can smile and laugh and live a life lead by my heart
No matter what
WORD *****
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