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Evelyn Ann Apr 2021
Its is long overdue
We have already wasted enough time

We have carried this weight, these baggage and so much emotional turmoil, for too long, it blinds us and hinders us

Making us uncomfortable, unacceptable, unable to grow, unable to see what needs to be removed from our lives and unable to overcome obstacles

But I am too afraid....

No, we are afraid to remove such a blindfold and such a hindrance

It seem almost impossible
Because these are things that I....

No, these are the things we treasurer the most.
little lion Feb 2021
I don't want to love you anymore.
but how am I supposed to make myself fall out of love
with the one who taught me
what love really feels like?
Darling D Feb 2021
Time has never flown for me.                 so I'm just waiting here,
It's just kinda stumbled around.             planted on even footing.
I know I'm only 25                                    I know there's nothing
but it feels like I've been here                  very artistic about this piece.
for 3 lifetimes...                                         It's more so just a diary entry...
Feels odd, at times -                                  but it's 5am and I'm tired
me still being alive.                                   and putting in the effort
                                                          ­           never got me anywhere.
Death isn't something I fear anymore
and there isn't really anything
here to look forward to
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
I can't feel it.
But I really want to.
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
But listen to my questions
          if you have their response.
I form these words
          for you.
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
He whisked
                  me
                  up
           to the sinking sun,
and we cheerily
                called in
                the
                night.
Emily Grace Ott Dec 2020
Tea
in the comfort of a lovely
                                    morning.
A perfect breath.
Lowkie Dec 2020
My intuition is telling me there'll be better days
I sit in silence and meditate
While smoking on some purple haze
Writing poems hoping people will be amazed
My head is like maze
Lost in my own thoughts
If I let you in, you'd be dazed
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