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amber Mar 2020
I know now,
That I was your home.
I'm sorry I kicked you out.
I'm sorry you're freezing;
I didn't know it was so cold outside.
I swear I didn't know it was pouring.

I don't think I can bear to look at you,
Through this window.
I don't know if you can tell,
But I'm sobbing as I draw the curtains.
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2020
Go up
Keep going

Never stop flying til reaching the sun
And then get burnt to a crisp I guess haha
Strying Feb 2020
Some days I feel like getting up,
others,
I don't.
I lift my finger off my bed, and I say,
not today.

Sometimes I wonder if people notice the small things,
like my eye bags getting bigger,
or the slight limp in my walk.
Maybe they do and maybe they don't,
that's not up to me.
It's all up for grabs.

I like to think I'm in charge,
but I know I'm just drifting.
People around me are just carrying me along through life.
I'll never be the person they all look to.
The "Imma 2020 president candidate," tik tok that people actually support.

No love, no nothing.
Drifting. Drifting. Drifting.
Some days I do my homework,
some days I can't even open my laptop.
It's not up to me, it's all up for grabs.
idk if I really believe that I don't have control, maybe sometimes.
Daniel Pokorny Feb 2020
Life is like climbing a glacier,
A glacier that always fights back,
Pushing you down,
Beneath the waves at the bottom.
The longer you're under,
The more your affected,
You gotta keep climbing,
Otherwise,
Your last breath,
Will be beneath the waves.
We all have our own glaciers to climb, and our own meanings of the waves we climb out of. But one thing is for sure, we all need to keep climbing.
Maja Feb 2020
I saw another world,
one that no one else could see
one where stories are true,
and where I would sometimes flee

but you must be careful,
and once in a while
look up,
else you'll end up like me,
-
I think I’ve lived in a dream so long,
I don’t know how to wake up.
dreams are beautiful and awesome but don't get lost in what you don't have and focus on what you do have
Bre Feb 2020
I dreamt about getting out
14, knobby knees, the urge
To just give in and
Run run run
(Don’t look back)
To the edge of the world.

I was going to leave
this city in the dust.
Find a place safe
For us and our ideals
And never look back
To the edge of the world.

A decade passed
Goals and outlooks
And best laid plans change.
Growing up is pain.
I’m still here.

Is it considered being trapped when you hand-picked your own cage?
never thought I’d dwell in this self-labeled hell but I’m not that girl anymore
Maja Feb 2020
Remember,
it's always the darkest before dawn
If everything feels bleak and dull and painful, and you have finally hit rock bottom- remember, it can only go up from here on
Tim Kitchen Feb 2020
They look up above to the skies
with their young and innocent eyes.
Little children not really knowing
where their young lives are going.
Some are born of kings and queens
others just of people with dreams.
Some are born into families so poor
others destined for riches and more.

Adolescence will arrive out of the blue
their bodies will change, they will too!
Many will become technology slaves
and adopt some rather strange ways.
Boys will see girls in a different light
and dream of them deep into the night.
Boys will wear clothing with a hood
girls will say they're misunderstood.

They'll be arrogant, just wanting fun
a bit like us when we were young.
Some may learn from what they see
in the ways of people like you and me.
But they all deserve a chance in life
even just to be a good husband or wife.
To find happiness in whatever they do
and to know success and humility too.
Where Shelter Jan 2015
bed unmade days,
kitchen ****-all-around-roaches
email me thank you notes,
cockaround gratingly grate full

the dry cleaning unwrapped,
the plastic sheets dust covered,
can't recall why it matters at all
any of it

but she,
no
but she,
now-gone

pass by
the bed,
see the sign,
"to let"
on the toilet seat
upright

lie ever inwards onwards
idiots who let little things come
between,
wishing there were
ever still,
noisy
and so very
between
Audrey Feb 2020
There,
the place where I had wondered if I could ever leave
haunted by the memories that we had made
I tried to keep the company sweet
I did everything that I could do

only I was not me
and
He was not you
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