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Haphazard soliloquy,
Uninspired philosophy.

Hello Poetry.

Streams of senseless dreams,
And many more to follow.

Swallow'd by a sense of disparagement,
Characterized by the cries in my head.
Survival of the fittest synapses.
That hold myselfs together.

I hold nary a candleless flame,
With a mind to set my minds ablaze,
with my haphazard soliloquy,
my uninspired philosophy.
Paris Apr 2019
Waking up to the sun shining through,
Light making its way into my room,
The sky is clear and bright blue,
I wonder if we’re going to bloom.

I get out of bed and fix my hair,
Trying to look presentable and smart,
Even though I’m not going anywhere,
I could try to steal your heart.

We speak everyday without a doubt,
My mind wonders if there’s other girls,
I try not to get jealous and shout,
Even if they wear expensive pearls.

I’ve discovered it’ll always be you,
Even if you don’t feel the same,
I know for a fact that this is true,
I’ll forever remember your name.
kweneh Apr 2019
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.
Suicide is not the answer.

Or is it?
Sometimes, I wonder, too.
Andrew Harris Apr 2019
Today. I still don’t
Want to be happy at all
Still another day
Another day, trying to distract myself, I don’t know if I am succeeding...
muteD Mar 2019
my head hurts .
it always hurts .
something always hurts .
whether it’s my head or my heart
something is always in pain .
torturous pain..
the type of pain that’ll make you scream ,
scream until your throat is bleeding .
scream until you can’t scream no more .
scream until your scream is tired of you .

that’s what I think I need to do .
I need to scream
and get out all of my anger .
I need to let go .
but I can’t .
I can’t let my dam crack open .
duct tape won’t keep that flood at bay .
all of my control
would have bolted for the door .
and why?
why because
my anger would like nothing more than to swallow me whole .
to drown me in nothing but sorrow
and an intense feeling of
hate .
seasoned and conditioned just right ,
my anger would have me hating everyone .
even more so than I hate myself .
and I do hate myself .
I hate the person I used to be
and I hate the person I’m becoming .
I can’t lie to myself anymore ,
I really don’t know who I am
outside of my madness .
outside of each one of my issues
lies a baby girl who used to pure .
untainted and not molded yet ,
a perfect example of how anything can happen to anyone .
doesn’t matter who you are .
Anger has a way into shaping you into the person it wants you to be..
Lost in my Head Mar 2019
What is love?
A chemical?
A feeling?
The rush of knowing who is there for you?

no.

There is no comprehensible way to describe love

There is no single feeling to show love

There is no definite's in the world of love

but.

When you know love?

Don't let go

Doesn’t matter what it is
Who it’s for
Or when it comes

Just don’t push it out
Lost in my Head Mar 2019
I tap away at the keys
Not a care in the world
Unable to realize what those notes mean to you

I tap away at my keys
Looking for a sense of accomplishment
Looking for the perfect story to be told

I stare at the keys
Not knowing what to do
Pressing but not quite knowing where to head to next

We tap away at keys
Whether be piano or screen
We never tap in time
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2019
Why couldn't you be honest from the start?
You and your addiction
Uncertainty about everything
The main source of our friction

Going from one crazy accusation to another
Thinking at least one must be correct
Being unsure of own reason and judgement
Makes it hard winning an argument

We are as humans imperfect
Expectations flying high
Fingers losing touch with reality
Unsure of where, when, and why

You see me, all I truly am
Being unsure of who you are is no fun
Be yourself, whoever that may be
Sure it is who you want to become

Grab the second chance offered
Take a second to look
If you want improvement then make some
Be led down the old path you took

Push yourself past triggers
I keep pace with you as best as I can
What the **** is wrong with me?
Death stalking with an unsure plan

It is not the reaper behind me
It is only my own shadow
Pain and paranoia pull then push
Health declining as their strength grows

How have I ended up just like you?
Search for answers you don't have
We can't heal until we do
We keep trying the best we can
All I ever wanted was to understand you fully
Trinity Mar 2019
oh how do you see me
the filcke thing i call me

do you see me as i dance?
do you see me as i fly?

can you watch me as i crash
can you watch me as i fall?

will you hear me if i call
will you hear me as i cry

does it hurt to have me around
does it bother you to have me gone

what does my love feel
what does your scorn taste like

oh how do you see me?
but how can I tell......you're as fickle as me?
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