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Gemma Jun 2019
I feel listless again.
I am left without slumber,
My mind beginning to bend.
Am i trapped in this cycle?
Will it ever end?
I wonder, if I am destined,
To always walk this now beaten path?
As I'm sure it's becoming more treacherous,
As each grey day comes to pass.
Hidden Glade Jun 2019
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbea­t.Breath.
Pause.
What if...?
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.H­eartbeat.Breath.
Pause.
What would I...?
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.He­artbeat.Breath.
How could I...
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.
I'd be so...
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.
How long...?
Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Faster.Heartbeat­.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Faster.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Fas-
Wa­it.
Breath.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Heartbeat.Breath.Heartbeat.Heartbe­at.Heartbeat.Breath.
Pause.
What next?



heartbeat.
Don't worry, it's only sometimes.
miracle Jun 2019
You’re calling out my name
I don’t hear you
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m fine don’t worry”
Am I tho
Who knows
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blushing prince May 2019
my mouth dries from too much caffeine and my head becomes dehydrated
a beetle the size of a thimble slips into my coffee and makes his way into my throat
floating into a tunnel where there's only flooded acid at the bottom waiting for you
all the music is beginning to sound the same and I can't tell them apart at parties
when they ask my opinion my feet vibrate and I try to calibrate all the laughing boys in the back of my head to what I think I know
but the noise tosses my sentences into word salads
unwavering in your methods the song never ends and the candy never dissolves in your mouth completely
you can measure the distance and the dissonance of the people you've met under your belt like a buckle tightening inside a car when it stops
Gods1son May 2019
Worry is not fuel, faith is!
I'm not sure this counts as poetry. I have decided to share regardless.
aquanerine May 2019
a sky with a gradient of blue to grey
it followed red minds
glowing through a burning gaze
eyes pointed at me
and yet I wondered,
why do I see ashes behind you?

once I was engulfed
I still had to be sorry; I couldn't be angry
so you witnessed my tears instead
and yet I wondered,
was it as painful for you?

extinguished to smoke
recovery took seconds
you simply ran beyond me
and yet I wondered,
why was I the only one who still couldn't breathe?
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