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دema flutter Feb 2021
remember
that having weaknesses is not wrong,
but letting them carry your life for you is.
Sudzedrebel Feb 2021
no more guesses
not another assumption
you tell me what's on your mind
let me know what you need to function
but i just can't grasp at straws any longer
you let me know
when you're feeling stronger
unnamed Jan 2021
A poem a day,
Keeps depressing thoughts away-

Too optimistic.
short and powerful is the way I like to love
although I fall way too hard.
that's what I get for wanting to be a poet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I love haikus-
J Dec 2020
all your lovers of summer whisper soundlessly
against my collared [owned]
existence.
airy spirits of longing sleep
unseen by anyone
except me,
and yet these
flickers of response aren't
noticeable.
I?
desolate and weak.
my heart remains and feels the sight
like an eternity of bleach down my throat
or glass in my eyes
or fingernails ripped
or neck broke
or burn marks
or bites
or the Judas Cradle
or the Blood Angel
or the Swedish Drink
or White Torture
or disembowelment
or Scaphism
except worse.
The thoughts are whirlwinds,
or maybe whirlpools
because I'm drowning
in the same way that you drown me out.
****
Sergio Gonzalez Nov 2020
Perfect body
Perfect mind
It’s all we strive for
A perfect life
The nights are slow
But the years go fast
We work hard to not show weakness
Appearances matter
When we want to show we’re doing just fine

I don’t want to live a life without regret
I just want to be like you
I find you special
For your own ways
I want to be on your wavelength
Never mind of who I am
My old self never stood a chance
I just want to be noticed
Even if it means I have to wear a mask

The sun will shine soon
And a new day will arise
I let go of my old self
It’s time to give up the past
But when you’re no longer my passion
Then who will succeed your place
I just want to be perfect
Even if it means
I’ll never be the same
Kayla universe Nov 2020
Wake up and get out of bed. I am so ashamed of the hearts I break and this hurt won’t go away

The sun rises and I fall. I told them I wasn’t that strong
Hey, it’s been a minute! Just another sad poem. I hope you enjoy and leave a comment.❤️❤️
seawreck Nov 2020
My winter child one of a kind
Full of warmth and full of light
You got the face of your father
Eyes of an angel
You look like your mother
hope you got heart of your father strong and simple
But if you got my heart baby, I'm sorry it'll be hard life
so be brave and be kind not like your mother child, who shakes every time the branches hit the windows sight
a note to winter child
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