Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#yea
no pressing crushes, no bruises to poke losing autonomy, stuck on cruise control hold me so I can feel something no blessings are approaching, no stress is revoked I choke on my sweet words, I am afraid of being hurt worked until I was blind numbed until I was fine pressing buttons, I tried to get a reaction, to prove our chemistry to get a response, to prove you needed me but you didn't now it has ruined me
0
Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 10:40 AM UTC
W
it's raining today. i can't see it, though the raindrops creep in under my skin, water flooding me from inside, where was i going with this except that the drops are asking questions about things i was so sure of, until now. what am i to you. what am i to me, isn't rain supposed to cleanse ? i'm still so *****
0
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 4:22 AM UTC
Untitled
boys like me ache with loving boys like you. boys like me stretch our limbs and try as hard as we can, but we never reach the stars boys like you enjoy staring at. boys like me wear our hearts on our sleeves, knowing boys like you wouldn’t think twice before ripping away and stealing, because boys like you keep their hearts nested safely behind their ribs and boys like me only hope you’d keep our hearts safe too. boys like me ache with loving boys like you, and boys like you love to be loved more than they can ever love boys like me.
0
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 5:46 AM UTC
Untitled
very fragile let me walk my way there very soft male cover with metal casing all over here Can’t really uphold my sobriety that well I’ll come crashing, but rebuild myself the coming year I would enjoy your company if you can empathize It would be amazing recreating skits from romantic comedy Or your favorite film Take pictures with mine I like the smile you give, especially when the sunsets looking amazing staring west I guess I’m trying to say, I’m sorry I’m not strong to let anyone come to my core just yet.
0
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 2:10 AM UTC
Soft Clay
I saw you in my dream You came through indeed What’s the hell is this Is New Year Eve, 2019 that I can see Coming down from the hills
0
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
NYE 2019
HP returns from a buggy type hell solved are the issues Eliot did well In future features I would request more *********** and much better tests Although we progress into additions and gains pushing the boundaries the old site's remains A word or some more from the owner around letting us know just what's goin down
0
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
**** good work, maybe, a touch more Info next time, please?
I could tell you a tale Of eyes like his or of hair like hers And how such moved, or was, or is But this is known To all imaginations That the retelling and told Of an already known Will not change your life Though the telling of who To whom through you May yet remold Your life into an amalgamate
0
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 3:09 PM UTC
Writing For Who?
*Love her like your ideal love Like the dream of how she’ll love you But an ideal is not an excuse for this You must explain what love means to you*
0
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC
How To
Everyone can see I'm still not over you. I tried to be. I dated another boy, let him in. Told him all my secrets and tried to love him. Yet, every time we fought, my first thought was always, "you would have understood." It's been 463 days since we went out separate ways. You "accidentally" dated a carbon copy of me, who was less depressed and more confident. It took us over a year to see be able to be in the same room together. It wasn't awkward- it was nice. Until I realized my nails were in palms, so I didn't touch you. I felt you radiate heat and wanted nothing more than to curl up in your lap. So I guess they're right, I'm not over you. But it takes two to tango.
0
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC
It Takes Two
One day she may beg for your forgiveness. One day he may come back crawling. One day they may want to sort things through. They may want to get back what was lost because they miss you... But for now they are walking away from you...
0
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 11:39 AM UTC
One day.
There is an urgency in his kisses- I've never experienced before. A determination in his smile- As he pulls me close. A need I can only describe as longing- As he wraps his arms around me. His embrace is a drug and I'm hooked. Maybe this isn't love. Maybe it's just a case of dependency, It may be selfish, But most adicts are. Call it what you want, All I know is your touch is what I need.
0
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Hooked on Intimacy
Why can't I just love you?
0
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC
6 word story
Theres something in your eyes, I can't explain it. I think something you died. Do you feel unwanted? Just have another smoke, It'll make you feel better. You'll be part of the crowd. At least for a while. Ignore the gray skies, It's a fleeting moment. Go out for a walk, your bones are thirsty. So your drowning in yourself again. I don't know how you stay afloat, As hollow as you are, I know you feel heavy. I'd say it gets worse before it gets better, but I know better. It's ganna stay bad. So I don't wanna live for long, Go ahead and keep your Gods, I'm alright with just fading.
0
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
Rainy Days and Cigarette Haze
We talk about war, crime and poverty.. So why not the fight in our own homes? We talk openly, gossip even about others, but our home is off limits everything is “perfect" Behind closed doors children weep, parents fight some wondering about making it through the night to uphold the standard, to not embarrass those who raised us We stay silent. If anyone asks “Everything is great" But for how long? How long do we bite our tongues, fight the tears and smile? How long is too long? We wait too long..
0
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
War at Home