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#unsteady
The words still fill the pages when I don't know where to start, There are droplets of your ink still flowing fiercely through my heart, I tried to drain it out once but I didn't know the trick, You still trickled through my system I was strung out and love sick. I thought I would be prisoner to tears for my whole life, But a laugh is to the rescue when I think of the best nights, Before curiosity was piqued and mystery remained, Checking all our satellites to see if we're in range. If I can prove through cosmos this connection's meant to be, Then I don't have to listen when I tell myself to leave, But the moon is not my master she gives guidance through the stars, And I never will quite get it staying deaf to my own heart.
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Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 2:11 AM UTC
Out of Range
Cumbersome, I am Under some profound stress, and I'm clueless at best
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 7:13 AM UTC
fumble
I take a jagged breath. Eyes closed. Facing the wall. I squeeze tighter. "If you ignore it, it should go away". My mattress shaking violently, like a earthquake is splitting the ground beneath me, threatening to drag me in. Another jagged breath. It begins to rain. My pillow, now a desolate pool of ocean water, polluted by my thoughts. I bury my nose deep between the eyes of sadness living in my bedroom. "If you ignore it, it will surely go away". My mantra. A hiccup from unsteady gasps. The lights are not flickering, that's you shaking again. I hope sometimes it would stop So I try to ignore it But deep down inside I know if I didn't storm I would never be exausted enough for my brain to welcome sleep.
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Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 5:19 AM UTC
Sleep Routine
I feel like an unsolved rubiks cube; higgledy-piggledy. Indecisive and confused, Chaotic and muddled, Vague and hazy. Tongue twisted is what I feel When someone asks; for I can not say anything for sure . I am lost in the galaxy, wandering through the forests - I don’t know what path to take to reach the destination set for me. Oblivious to what I want or what to do, everything feels unsure and unsteady “It’s just a phase” is all I say . For one day I will know, the floor will not be unsteady and it will be clear. For I hold on to the hope that one day the rubiks cube will be solved
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
Indecisive
I am unsteady Unable to cope with these thoughts With each new trouble I'm never ready Unprepared for what life has thrown Feeling as if I could choke On these memories I own I'm not worthy of what is good But not deserving of the evils If I could erase the past I would And still I can't forget what I should
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Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 9:27 PM UTC
Unsteady
i should be in a war i should be fighting for my own freedom the mind is not a joke its difficult to control i feel like crying but whats the use we are all in a journey the destination we all know about it just do not take me yet let me breath for a while let me laugh like my friends i deserve it, this is not the end yet telling me about how life is useless will not help i need to be normal the mind is not a joke #RIP Avicii
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Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
inner voices
Dear parents, Am I                myself today? I must          know Because some days      I can feel I am,       But             today                               I                                   need             You                            to         hold                   me                            close,        Because                       I'm         feel                                      ing                               slightly              Unsteady
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 4:39 PM UTC
Only slightly unsteady
Flickering on and off like a kerosene lit lamp, I waver in the dark, awaiting the verdict I've already given myself. Sinner. Saint. The pendulum swings back and forth, toying with my frayed emotions, Ripping away the little remaining sanity I have. No matter the outcome, I am destined to run from both sides of the coin As I have found my solace nowhere and, yet, everywhere
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
Verdict
the sound of silence i tend to find echoes louder vaster than the vile and stale taste of unspoken words hanging heavy on a blood bitten tongue
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Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
unspoken
The ground? The ground is gone. Im floating past sunsets and sunrises Im floating through hellos and goodbyes Im floating below the heavens And just above the singe of hell's fires I'm floating with my debts I'm floating with my pains I'm floating with my future and my past I'm there Suspended The air is thin My breaths are small But just enough And I see it all I feel it all But numb to consequence I've kept my drive I'll hold my loves But I float amidst the cares They graze my skin and float away The ground? The ground is gone and I feel its gone forever
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 10:24 PM UTC
Just Being
Unsteady like the waves in the ocean.
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Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
Waves
Hold my stem, lest I spill sherry Pour unto me the flavor of you; My cold feet go into spree Is unsteady, yet free to go.
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
Unsteady
All I know is living in the fire, Feeling the heat, scalding hot; All I know is infinite hurt, The tears that it brought. I am learning life is fragile, Lest you tie it down with the strongest rope, The winds will buffet it at all times, Rendering it impossible to cope. I am learning moment by moment, In a way that is mine alone. I am strengthening each day, Resembling the toughest stone. Living in the fire has taught me, Independence is life's most valuable jewel. To ignore that vital truth, I would be proving myself a fool.
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
Living in the Fire
I asked, Begged, Pleaded For you to stop. But the truth of the matter was You were a train without brakes; You couldn't be stopped Until you ran out of tracks to guide you. And even then, You would go on, Soaring recklessly until you, Inevitably, Crashed and burned And lost all the wonder you once had. And the day I realized this Was the same day I stopped asking, Stopped begging, Stopped pleading For you to stop. Because this was the day I realized That a broken, unsteady, Out of control train like you Stops for no one. (a.m.)
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May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
unsteady