Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#saddening
Do you feel it Its the feeling That you get When there's nothing left No distractions No messages to check No cigarettes Real self is glaring back Hi hey its me Do you like what you see? If not change direction Find what you need The path can get rocky and dark But every breath Can be a fresh start To begin again Ego deleting Humans - misleading, Is there a way out of Escaping Waiting Playing I'm Breaking The soul is aching Knowing i cant keep replacing Generations running from the University of Feeling. But, Dna remembers The embers from those cold Novembers Flown away - ash to dust What's done is done do everything with love, And don't forget the ones up above As we are one. Blessed be the Music makers The creators The soul achers Shedding their layers, Bleed in Bleed out Returning the energy to origin Breathe it in Breathe it out The Stagnant air can get left there, On the page that i wrote, Because of the way that you spoke. Its not the first bad note, Here comes another **** the ones that can let go of their pain The ones that can cry out their rain Transmuting, Not always soothing It stings its saddening Its beautifully shedding From All that's been embedding Ancestral healing Will set you free from the pain Of your lineages chain. I'm tired of walking in the rain. Cycles will not repeat, again. The wise one Puts the stop here. "If not you, Then who? If not now, then When" Waiting isnt wise, Youll get left behind A step essential to take, To not have inherited infliction stored in the skin Remembered through the dna Sometimes we just can't consciously trace. But the unconscious Stores all of our ancestors names They live through us We feel their pain So it must Take a chosen one To finally pave a new way. Erase The heartbreak The envy and the i wish it could bes. Break the cycle of holding You must heal all that's been shoved down And replaced with a drug you found. Choose you. Choose now. Write it Yell it Paint it Feel it And let it go. Step into the clear air You did it You repaired Breathe in the fresh air Remember how you got here ---------- -- ---- -- ---- -- --- -- --
0
Jul 29, 2024
Jul 29, 2024 at 7:40 AM UTC
Dna remembers
Do you feel it Its the feeling That you get When there's nothing left No distractions No messages to check No cigarettes Real self is glaring back Hi hey its me Do you like what you see? If not change direction Find what you need The path can get rocky and dark But every breath Can be a fresh start To begin again Ego deleting Humans - misleading, Is there a way out of Escaping Waiting Playing I'm Breaking The soul is aching Knowing i cant keep replacing Generations running from the University of Feeling. But, Dna remembers The embers from those cold Novembers Flown away - ash to dust What's done is done do everything with love, And don't forget the ones up above As we are one. Blessed be the Music makers The creators The soul achers Shedding their layers, Bleed in Bleed out Returning the energy to origin Breathe it in Breathe it out The Stagnant air can get left there, On the page that i wrote, Because of the way that you spoke. Its not the first bad note, Here comes another **** the ones that can let go of their pain The ones that can cry out their rain Transmuting, Not always soothing It stings its saddening Its beautifully shedding From All that's been embedding Ancestral healing Will set you free from the pain Of your lineages chain. I'm tired of walking in the rain. Cycles will not repeat, again. The wise one Puts the stop here. "If not you, Then who? If not now, then When" Waiting isnt wise, Youll get left behind A step essential to take, To not have inherited infliction stored in the skin Remembered through the dna Sometimes we just can't consciously trace. But the unconscious Stores all of our ancestors names They live through us We feel their pain So it must Take a chosen one To finally pave a new way. Erase The heartbreak The envy and the i wish it could bes. Break the cycle of holding You must heal all that's been shoved down And replaced with a drug you found. Choose you. Choose now. Write it Yell it Paint it Feel it And let it go. Step into the clear air You did it You repaired Breathe in the fresh air Remember how you got here ---------- -- ---- -- ---- -- --- -- --
Continue reading...
111
I fantasise of death everyday, I pray to sleep and pass away eloquently. I wish not to wake nor to cry, I wish only for peace and the right to die. I get tired of days as quick as they end, I left my life along with some old friends. I get a sinking feeling where my heart once lay, I believe it's my soul telling me "It's okay". "It's okay to hate life, It's okay to want to die, You just miss feeling the feeling of feeling alright". "It's okay, but stay strong, It's okay to move on, But if you don't at least try then...".
0
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 6:06 AM UTC
a conversation with my soul
If only dreams could continue forever Endlessly glide through night How merciless it is to be awakened At morning's glowing light In dreams there is never sorrow Confusion, guilt, or heartache Dreams are a subconscious movie Our minds decide to make Every twist and fork you encounter On roads that lead to nowhere Are just choices your mind invents And are metaphors for somewhere Dreams are flush with easy rhymes You always find a friend It's saddening that every dream Eventually has to come to an end
0
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 8:05 PM UTC
Dreams Of A Dreamer
Depression, The only way you can feel lonely in a room full of people. The only way you can sit with a smile on your face, but deep down the monsters are scraping at every part of you The only way you get up every morning, but wish your body would morph to the bed and rot in one shape. Depression, A survival game that forces you to wake up every morning and tell yourself tomorrow will be better.
0
Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 10:10 PM UTC
Depression
I want to lunge at it, I want to tear it to shreds. It drowns me with my own grief. This false grief, This false grief that fills my body with weight, that wasn’t there minute before. I hate it. I want to rip at the pages and re-wright them. I want to change the damning end that sends the destructive words to my eyes. I want to carve out his name, I want to carve out the man’s name that shot the fatal wounds. Yet Yet, I see the bigger picture. I see the ending gives justice to all that has happened. I have given her the shock value that she has wished for, And I love it. -ALC
0
Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 2:36 AM UTC
Death of a Character (II)
Keep me in mind when you're lonely at night. When you can't sleep Because the bed feels empty without me by your side Keep me in mind when you wake up for the fifth time before your alarm goes off in the morning When you can't sleep at night Because the bed feels empty without me by your side Keep me in mind. Because I was the best **** thing you had until you let me slip away. You let me slip away because you couldn't stand the idea of someone caring about you. So when the next girl comes along and wants to care for and love you, keep me in mind.
0
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
Keep me in mind
Not keeping in touch? Bin quiet a while, Not hearing from you much, Between us, not even a mile, Making excuses and such, Too busy, don't have time? Sparing a minute or two, Is that such a crime? A simple text, Not a big task, Or a one minute call, Is that too much to ask? Slowly drifting away, Disguised in a strangers mask? That was unlike yesterday, How did things fade that fast? When did avoiding become normal, Why the sudden distance, Silent words, is that intentional? Losing my persistence, Trying to prevent eye contact? Why the lack of presence. Clearing suspicions into facts? Then Ignoring my whole existence? Rapidly falling into oblivion, When did that become a norm? A new way of communication? Don't think that's a form, Is there a way to break this charm? Or will that just cause more harm? When will you notice this difference, and decide to keep in touch again? Even if you're aware of your absence, Will it change you back? If not, what then.. ~A.d | 2 Sep 2014
0
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
Disconnection
Why When everything's okay Why must you pull me back down Why must you torture me with ugly thoughts Why must you make me think about my past About myself About my future Why won't you let me be normal Everyone else looks so happy Why won't you let me have that Why must i suffer Why
0
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 2:29 AM UTC
why me
March 10, 2013 you smiled at me today i remembered all the stories you wrote me still hung in the closet where we painted the stars and then i thought about how heavy my heart grew when none of your stories were about me but mine where of you i hope they're in your sock drawer with my old tie die shirt and tonight i'm dying all over for you March 17, 2013 you find yourself in a room pretending not to immensely alone surrounded by people who are pretending to not feel immensely alone are you alone? March 29, 2013 you aren't the people you surround yourself with you are not the things you feel when you are alone (repeat) April 24, 2013 we are born empty life spent fill ourselves with knowledge and the more palpable michelangelo artist mind, with a poets heart maybe the bubble of everything that he was was too full with thoughts and wonder to fit any things or humans he died alone, in a slum, with his golden nothings and maybe thats all that loneliness is, the overflowing thoughts in our heads April 26, 2013 i've realized that i'm okay the trees are blooming beautiful baby greens the sun is shining so sweetly the breeze whispering my name May 1, 2013 everyday is drifting by and i'm wrapped up in this sickeningly sweet numb half way happiness May 17, 2013 you watched slurred words haunched over the dance floor everyone laughed, but you just starred with pursed lips you were ashamed, and i hope you're sorry for snapping me in two May 19, 2013 i awoke next to a strange boy the other day, light pounding on eyelids with the 6:30 sunrise how is it possible to feel so alone with someones arms wrapped so tightly around you. i fell asleep next to him holding his face mind and stomach churning and i've kissed a lot of pretty strangers, but none like the one i loved and knew so well
0
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
the drunk chronicles
March 10, 2013 you smiled at me today i remembered all the stories you wrote me still hung in the closet where we painted the stars and then i thought about how heavy my heart grew when none of your stories were about me but mine where of you i hope they're in your sock drawer with my old tie die shirt and tonight i'm dying all over for you March 17, 2013 you find yourself in a room pretending not to immensely alone surrounded by people who are pretending to not feel immensely alone are you alone? March 29, 2013 you aren't the people you surround yourself with you are not the things you feel when you are alone (repeat) April 24, 2013 we are born empty life spent fill ourselves with knowledge and the more palpable michelangelo artist mind, with a poets heart maybe the bubble of everything that he was was too full with thoughts and wonder to fit any things or humans he died alone, in a slum, with his golden nothings and maybe thats all that loneliness is, the overflowing thoughts in our heads April 26, 2013 i've realized that i'm okay the trees are blooming beautiful baby greens the sun is shining so sweetly the breeze whispering my name May 1, 2013 everyday is drifting by and i'm wrapped up in this sickeningly sweet numb half way happiness May 17, 2013 you watched slurred words haunched over the dance floor everyone laughed, but you just starred with pursed lips you were ashamed, and i hope you're sorry for snapping me in two May 19, 2013 i awoke next to a strange boy the other day, light pounding on eyelids with the 6:30 sunrise how is it possible to feel so alone with someones arms wrapped so tightly around you. i fell asleep next to him holding his face mind and stomach churning and i've kissed a lot of pretty strangers, but none like the one i loved and knew so well
Continue reading...
55