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The burning fire rises within my chest and makes me want to scream; at both everything you took from me and all you left me with – they are two extremes. You took away my innocence, purity, my entire childhood, broke me into pieces and took as much of me as you could. Now I am left powerless in a pit of despair, and I don’t feel alive, completely immersed in a lake of despondency, I can barely survive.
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 10:45 PM UTC
Powerless
She lived inside of her mind where she perfected the skills of witchcraft and creating potions considering it was much more extravagant ...Than living in the outside world Battling the ordinary feeling no emotion. Do not judge what you can not understand committing sins and becoming her demons was not part of what she had planned. If you had paid a visit to the dark side of her moon you would have met the men who ****** away her soul performing satanic rituals It is no wonder why she sat in her room fighting with illusionary visuals. She understood the ways in which she had broken trust & why you might had given up understanding each layer of her   s c a t t e r e d stardust. She was selfish and impulsive for her own desire to explore she was sick for dancing at the expense of others feelings Always wanting more.
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May 16, 2019
May 16, 2019 at 12:38 AM UTC
Sacrificed Soul
that night started out with a stolen kiss in his pick-up truck ended with me clawing at a seat and screaming at a reflection that was faking actions and sighing into her heart and soul listening to a voice that said "He doesn't love you," as I began to sink into a leather sea and dreamed of becoming a part of the upholstery the only thing that has ever held me gently
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 9:00 PM UTC
leather arms
A place of laughter A place for smiles A place where you can be yourself By being other people A place to grow up in A place to be
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC
Theatre
Two halves make a whole Two hearts join to become one soul Two eyes that see one truth We see different skies but take comfort in the same moon We promised to never leave the other alone, that the love would not be gone too soon Rejoicing in the moments from heaven, Comforting each other when hell breaks loose. Together through each others mountains and rivers. Forbidden lust, forbidden love Two souls that are forced apart Two that yearn the others heart Accepting each others flaws One boy that’s far away from home, One girl that’s questioning her own But half a heart is better than none cause it can always be completed by the chosen one, But half a heart is like half a sun Would it still be as bright as the full one? Would the love be the same knowing that the other is not as strong Why must these two hearts fight what’s in their souls This burning desire This passion they hold Why must they put the flame out and become cold Why waste away the hearts of others when they know the real future is with each other Why not combine their hearts to become whole, to become one soul. But having half of anything is like having half of nothing at all It’s settling for half the love Yet it could be more Having half of love must be impossible, must be wrong -The world is only existent because of wholes One half cannot love for both One half cannot fathom growth. So why not have two halves of a heart Two broken souls Let the shattered remains of the other halves be the glue that makes these two people’s love whole Because why face the world as half a person When facing it as a whole is already near to the impossible Two halves of a heart make a whole Two hearts join to become one soul But these two halves will never join These two people will face the world alone- together, but lonely, like two sides of a coin Not knowing the existence of humanity is dependent on whether they choose to love each other or choose to let it go. The existence of humanity is dependent on all our lost souls.
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 4:27 AM UTC
Two Halves Make A Whole
Two halves make a whole Two hearts join to become one soul Two eyes that see one truth We see different skies but take comfort in the same moon We promised to never leave the other alone, that the love would not be gone too soon Rejoicing in the moments from heaven, Comforting each other when hell breaks loose. Together through each others mountains and rivers. Forbidden lust, forbidden love Two souls that are forced apart Two that yearn the others heart Accepting each others flaws One boy that’s far away from home, One girl that’s questioning her own But half a heart is better than none cause it can always be completed by the chosen one, But half a heart is like half a sun Would it still be as bright as the full one? Would the love be the same knowing that the other is not as strong Why must these two hearts fight what’s in their souls This burning desire This passion they hold Why must they put the flame out and become cold Why waste away the hearts of others when they know the real future is with each other Why not combine their hearts to become whole, to become one soul. But having half of anything is like having half of nothing at all It’s settling for half the love Yet it could be more Having half of love must be impossible, must be wrong -The world is only existent because of wholes One half cannot love for both One half cannot fathom growth. So why not have two halves of a heart Two broken souls Let the shattered remains of the other halves be the glue that makes these two people’s love whole Because why face the world as half a person When facing it as a whole is already near to the impossible Two halves of a heart make a whole Two hearts join to become one soul But these two halves will never join These two people will face the world alone- together, but lonely, like two sides of a coin Not knowing the existence of humanity is dependent on whether they choose to love each other or choose to let it go. The existence of humanity is dependent on all our lost souls.
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Gentle summer breeze riding the sky The playful sun rising and shining in my eye Clouds dampening the harshness of the summer sunlight Sitting in the meadow watching seconds go by Here in this state, in this now, in this time We have no need to think about the world we have left by Forget that life and all its unnecessary complexities, paradoxes and restless tides Here is what matters Where everything is as it is, no one has two faces nothing has two sides Everything is laid out bare for everyone’s eyes Here is where I belong Because here I have found peace, but on the inside They call this the great outdoors maybe great because this is where we were meant to be For here I feel more at home than I have ever been And in this vast openness I can actually hear the voice of my soul speak and sing to me So maybe this is how things were supposed to go And maybe just maybe we were meant to live outdoors
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 3:50 AM UTC
Outside
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Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 10:26 AM UTC
Follow for Follow
2 am is the hardest when your mind is racing your heart is hurting and your fingertips are longing for one more touch, grab, feel, hold. so you convince yourself that your hands are his and you try to make yourself feel how he made you feel but somehow, you keep coming up short
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
2 am
i dont think you understand there a demonic side to me he lurks beneath the surface just waiting to break free i no longer trust myself in making these decisions these illusions call me out shot me down with precision and they're a perfect marksmen shots only made by the best and i'm hiding within myself afraid of all the rest tho this should make no sense these shadows are my own the perfect marksmen are false images my mind has grown yet here they stand and somehow so real seeing them spun me around i dont know what to feel i keep telling myself everyone has this pain but im faking this smile and its really starting to wane i force it till its back thankful for all this strength made from pain hiding in the darkness
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Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 7:12 AM UTC
Suicide
-Kaitlyn A. Warnken 'I try hard to block myself from sadness but it breaks free and gets to me. The Bad things are shot at me like bullets and With Me being the target, the hits make me sink so deep. Sometimes as to were i don't think i could live to see another day. While the world keeps revolving, i wish to keep myself from evolving this way. So No matter what or how hard you say it, we both know things are never going to be okay.'
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 10:01 AM UTC
Bang the Bulls Eye
I don't talk much And when I do I'm quiet. I don't know anyone here just me and the silence. I try to not speak Not even a sound And when I try it's like No one is around. Just me and the silence I do declare Don't let depression beat you cause it's everywhere
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
silence
Your wicked love seems to be the only thing that revives me everytime. I run away countless times just to wake up in your arms & your kisses are the poison that continues to run through my bloodstream and One day, I'll wake up to you and you'll be mine forever & when sun rises on that morning, I'll cry a sea of tears that have been trapped inside of me all of these years And we will make love like fire and there won't be any amount of rain to put us out We'll travel to Asia and to outer space and we will stay up all night and listen to the ocean.. And frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way because, baby, you're my drunk call at 4am, you're my 143.. You're mine.
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 4:44 AM UTC
Mine
I love you like a drunk call at 4am on a Saturday night saying I miss you, come back Psychotically, I love you past pain and broken promises and "I hate yous" and "don't talk to mes" Even after you decide you are done with me, I will love you. I will love you until my bones become weak. I will love at your darkest. And I will love you until you see the light shining from you; The light that shines so bright I am constantly blinded by the suffering your love causes. But I have found a home within your heart and my car is still parked in the driveway.
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 12:01 AM UTC
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