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Kaitlin Jan 2020
Such dusty wings,
Crackling spines.
Such musty smells
Just as I remember.
Though perhaps a little older,
As I am older.
Perhaps left behind,
As I left them there.
Jae Jan 2020
Hello, poetry
  Take me as your seed
And nourish me, I'm broken
Encourgage me Take this infectious love
From my blood
And cure me
Calm my nerves with your words
And Free my mind
on your lines
Capriccio Jan 2020
Grow the friend up
Friend find her within

You were this
You did that
You were an Active addict

Now you're car-full
From your foolishness

Now Fix her
The friendship from within

Be respect
Give up ego
Stop fronting
Acting like Migos

SHOW THAT CONSISTENT KINDNESS

It is the time
Mosh Microbiomes Dec 2019
I looked in

the mirror today
She looked back at me,
Scared but kind of okay
We talked for a while

I finally asked her, what’s wrong
She trembled & said, “I may be broken, no..
Truly, we are all kind of broken.
But something is breaking away, everyday.”

Like a faulty guitar string
Out of tune, out of luck
Waiting to be pulled, plugged and played
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2019
The worst part waking up each day
Realizing my life is still this way
I want to change
Be something more
Don't want breathing to feel like a chore
With a man who does best to make
Smile though his I only take
I am a thief
Happiness and joy
What I steal I don't get to keep and enjoy
I know wishing others to understand
Make them see it from where I stand
I just **** them with destructive habit
In pursuit of an unreachable white rabbit
I am sick of picking scabs on my face
Screaming to world that I am a disgrace
But distance between where I am at
Where I was
Is a reminder that
Nothing but the loneliness feels the way it once did
Am so hardened
My feelings I hid
Because no effort is ever good enough
No longer try
But I'm failing to bluff
They asked if okay
If I'm sure I'm alright
Lie but it's clear that my answers not right
Nothing hurts because I've gone numb
The awful monotony I've all but succumbed
Rock bottom and bottoms up!
Where I'm stuck between
Each day follow the same sickening routine
Either way I'm at the bottom...
Mays Benatti Dec 2019
If my beauty was to measured by progress together we might not feel so hopeless
Tounge tied, whispers made us tone deaf
To the ones we hold closest
keneth Dec 2019
she's the tender glow of the gloomy moon;
pale and vibrant and emphatic
it's her eyes that made this withered garden bloom
this rose's breaths are erratic-
eighteen was her name, her smile was embracing
and her age is my childhood love:
it's always young, and it does not displace
she is coming, she was here
we grow up
Bhill Dec 2019
Good morning to you
Get out of bed and enjoy
Celebrate today...

Brian Hill - 2019 # 321
Enjoy your day...
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