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Jiya Jun 2019
how does one live
knowing there is nothing they can say
to scare away pain
their words are weak and brittle
yet they say them all the same
may Jun 2019
I take this pain and let it bleed off the tip of my pen onto my page
Instead of letting my blood drip off of this blade
I tell myself daily, it’s not worth it
Each scar has a story behind it
My body almost similar to a warriors
I am strong and fearless
Though sometimes I feel as if I could care less
When I am weak, I am vulnerable
Sometimes I let the pain overpower me
I feel too hopeless and forget the better things
Sorry my sweet tender loving body
The blade takes its place once again as a tired hobby
The soft me is no longer a soft body
M G Hsieh Jun 2019
Flutter of an evening chill
the black rain, bores into me

Another diamond
engulfs me

Opaque
Tarnished
Branded

Announces
a failing
flickering candle
then smoke

The lower breeds
Lust
Consumes
AnxiousOcean May 2019
I am not very certain
if being alone makes one strong.
Because if it is,
then I'd rather be weak.
You've always wanted me to be strong,
to be better, to be cold, to be a stone;
yet all I've ever wanted is for you to stay.
Would you consider me weak?
I care not--
even Adam needed an Eve.
Maybe I am not afraid to be alone;
I'm just afraid that you'd leave.
:')
larni May 2019
love's only weakness
is also its greatest strength:

it defies reason.
Aa Harvey May 2019
Juggernaut.


Feeling so weak with no chance of release,
Standing in front of the Juggernaut.
You charge at me and I break down and plead;
Why won’t you stop what you are doing?  I can’t take it anymore!


Juggernaut, Juggernaut;
I cannot stop the Juggernaut.
Everything that I have been taught,
Never prepared me for the Juggernaut.


There's a dragon on my tail
And it’s breathing fire down on me.
There is a failure to acknowledge,
The things we never took the time to see.


In all the worlds that I have seen,
The Juggernaut is the biggest thing.
In all the dreams that I have dreamt;
Nothing destroys like the Juggernaut
And now there is no time left.


You cannot run from the Juggernaut;
It will smash straight through your life and it will carry on its course.
There is no escape from the destruction that it will cause;
Time has become a Juggernaut and soon everything will be no more.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Sara Svensson May 2019
flowers wither
new ones will grow
in their place
this much I know

the strength to keep going
this year I have lacked
but a flower I am
like a flower I will; grow back
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