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#whyamilikethis
now here's a place i have never been looking over the edge seeing if i can see the bottom dropping a pebble to hear the end i don't think there is one least-ways i didn't hear it land i don't want to fall down this rabbit hole but the eyes staring out from the darkness are so... like i know who they are and i want to see just how far down i will fall and if they will watch me as i let go here is a place i have never been so long have i lived in the sunshine my skin is paper thin and the weight of my world crushes the air from my lungs makes me breathe out with no hope of breathing in here is a place i have never been i have no memory of falling tipping over the edge i just know there is no sunshine and my soul is struggling to keep warm
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 4:30 AM UTC
falling
There are times when I don’t feel enough for this world. There are times when I feel at my lowest and it’s something... I really can’t control, and people will ask what’s wrong. I simply don’t know and I wish I could control this emptiness I feel within me. The loneliness washes over me and I feel depressed. Empty. But the times I feel like I’m on top of the world and you can see my contagious smile and you can feel my great energy ... are my favorite days. Those are the days I’m so happy to feel alive. And how I wish that feeling could last forever. I wish I could feel this chemical high for the rest of my life.
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Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC
Chemical high
I let my guard down you kept yours up slipping my questions like Ali bob-n'-weaves through a flurry' untouchable Beautiful like a butterfly, but still stings like a bee shes got a degree in kicking *** and enough sass to harass me painfully, playfully. Shes a sweet pea, who listens to indie drinks peppermint greet tea a spirit so free its something to merit you would never believe it In the cage, shes a killer shes no wannabe petite bourgeoisie shell be on a killing spree crush you like a flea, under her knee that's a guarantee. Shes the queen bee ink to show it i'm not a poet 'but a potent moment of expression that's my confession and so I question; motionless, face buried in the canvas, why did I let my guard down.
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
Loving a Fighter
i am valuable i am strong i am smart i am amazing but i am also worthless weak stupid mediocre
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Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
i am