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Some days begin a little heavy.. like the morning forgot how to smile. Whispers drift through school hallways, stories about me written by people who never asked for the truth. Sometimes I sit there wondering why it feels like I’m standing in the wrong place in the world, like a star that wandered into a sky that doesn’t quite understand its light. At home there are moments when words don’t land the way they should. My mom and I sometimes speak different languages of feelings. Not because she isn’t wonderful… she truly is… but because she doesn’t always see the world through the same window I do. Still, she tries. She loves in ways that are strong and real, even when we don’t fully understand each other yet. And that love is something I will always carry with me. And then there’s my brother. Our story didn’t begin softly. We didn’t start as best friends, didn’t always understand each other, sometimes more distance than closeness. But somewhere along the way things changed. Now when I imagine life without him in it, the thought alone makes my chest feel heavy. He’s exactly the brother I needed in my life… even if he doesn’t always show it in the gentlest ways. Sometimes I wish he could be a little kinder to me, but even with the rough edges I know he’s there. And that means more than perfect words ever could. And then comes the light that fills the rest of my world. My boyfriend… the best thing that ever happened to me. Not just someone who brightens dark days, but someone who makes the whole world feel warmer just by being in it. With him, love feels safe, like I finally found a place my heart can rest. My best friend… the one I can be completely ridiculous with at any hour… midnight laughs, random conversations, a friendship where being crazy is simply normal. My duo… the teammate I missed for so long, now turning every game into the highlight of my day again. And my first real girls… the ones who welcomed me in, who helped me remember what it feels like to truly belong. Together you all built something stronger than rumors, stronger than jealousy, stronger than the quiet doubts that sometimes try to grow in my mind. A place made of laughter, late-night talks, shared moments and simple kindness. So when people whisper at school, when jealousy tries to dim the light of my happiness… I remember this: My life is louder than their rumors. My heart is brighter than their doubts. Because I am surrounded by people who choose me, who stand beside me, who remind me every single day that being myself was never something I needed to apologize for. And maybe I didn’t need to belong everywhere. Just in the places where love stays. ✨
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 5:46 PM UTC
A Bright Heart in Loud Shadows
Some days begin a little heavy.. like the morning forgot how to smile. Whispers drift through school hallways, stories about me written by people who never asked for the truth. Sometimes I sit there wondering why it feels like I’m standing in the wrong place in the world, like a star that wandered into a sky that doesn’t quite understand its light. At home there are moments when words don’t land the way they should. My mom and I sometimes speak different languages of feelings. Not because she isn’t wonderful… she truly is… but because she doesn’t always see the world through the same window I do. Still, she tries. She loves in ways that are strong and real, even when we don’t fully understand each other yet. And that love is something I will always carry with me. And then there’s my brother. Our story didn’t begin softly. We didn’t start as best friends, didn’t always understand each other, sometimes more distance than closeness. But somewhere along the way things changed. Now when I imagine life without him in it, the thought alone makes my chest feel heavy. He’s exactly the brother I needed in my life… even if he doesn’t always show it in the gentlest ways. Sometimes I wish he could be a little kinder to me, but even with the rough edges I know he’s there. And that means more than perfect words ever could. And then comes the light that fills the rest of my world. My boyfriend… the best thing that ever happened to me. Not just someone who brightens dark days, but someone who makes the whole world feel warmer just by being in it. With him, love feels safe, like I finally found a place my heart can rest. My best friend… the one I can be completely ridiculous with at any hour… midnight laughs, random conversations, a friendship where being crazy is simply normal. My duo… the teammate I missed for so long, now turning every game into the highlight of my day again. And my first real girls… the ones who welcomed me in, who helped me remember what it feels like to truly belong. Together you all built something stronger than rumors, stronger than jealousy, stronger than the quiet doubts that sometimes try to grow in my mind. A place made of laughter, late-night talks, shared moments and simple kindness. So when people whisper at school, when jealousy tries to dim the light of my happiness… I remember this: My life is louder than their rumors. My heart is brighter than their doubts. Because I am surrounded by people who choose me, who stand beside me, who remind me every single day that being myself was never something I needed to apologize for. And maybe I didn’t need to belong everywhere. Just in the places where love stays. ✨
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A man that is dead, does not mean he is gone A man that is gone, does not mean he is dead For a man who is dead, can merely just be alone And for a man that is gone, could be a soul who is lost And once a man is alone, he shall not turn to a living soul, for the help that he desires Because if he chooses to do so, he will be seen as weak, by all the "passerbyers," He wished a person came just to check, Someone to check on him, someone to see. For he is alone and lost, until he wraps his neck And swings from a branch of a tree.
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Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 11:32 PM UTC
A Man Who Is Dead
Wanting to disappear does not mean wanting to die, Wanting to disappear does not mean wanting to end my life, Wanting to disappear means letting the world move on without me, Wanting to disappear means wanting to never exist in the first place, The more I think, the more I want to stay, The more I think, the more I want to live life and wonder, I am here, I wish to stay, I wish to find peace and live.
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 6:44 PM UTC
To Live Life
i am invisible i cannot say that someone would notice if i disappeared its true that every effort is wasted i refuse to believe that people care about me i should stop believing in life never, i would never say i am loved. i am seen. i am known. (now read bottom up)
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 11:38 PM UTC
still here..?
connection begins, where fear ends.
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Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 10:26 AM UTC
Your heArt Matters
𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 "𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚". 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 - 𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚..
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Jul 2, 2022
Jul 2, 2022 at 10:07 AM UTC
Untitled
It hurts because it matters.       It matters because you care.            You care because you still love them.                    You love them but they left you.             They left you because it hurt.        It hurt because they cared.     They cared because they still loved you. They loved you but then they left you. And it all hurts. And it all hurts, because it matters.
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Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 11:32 PM UTC
It matters
I used to be happy Ignore the heavy things. Tread and tread and pretend that nothing was below me. But there are things that lurk. Monsters and darkness. While I sank, I sung out about how well I could swim. And then she was sinking And I learned how to swim But I never taught her. _Just keep swimming_ I tell her. _soon enough the mermaids will scare them away_ I hope she believes me. I hope she is strong enough to withstand the wretched currents. _I love you. I hope that is enough._
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Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 9:42 PM UTC
Metamaids and Merphors
Knowing who you are is step one to anything and everything else.
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Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 9:19 AM UTC
Untitled
you need to know who you are beyond how other people see you.
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Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 9:17 AM UTC
Untitled
She sings a different song   Write poetry with a rose Only Who understand keep them close.
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Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC
Keep them close
Unlike any other poet I want to write about you Remember that
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Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 4:04 AM UTC
You Matter
A mark that an author uses to end their story but chooses not to, A reference for someone who wants to end their life but chooses not to, A person who reminds the someone to just keep going. If you have no other reason to stay on earth let me give you a reason, Don’t end your story, write it and keep writing it. Write what you would want to read, Write what you would want your parents, children, and siblings to read. There is something or someone being your semicolon because you’re still here, so stay and keep writing your story. Be someone’s reason to live. Remind them their life on earth matters and to keep going. Reminders are free and lives are priceless. 💙
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Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
A Semicolon
you are worthy, you are capable of achieving your wildest of dreams, you are beautiful and you have a purpose and you deserve to love yourself completely.
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Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 4:11 AM UTC
You
Cheer up now, being too little in the eyes of people is nothing compared to what your thumb can do, Always remember that you can make a moon disappear at the back of your thumb in just a wink of an eye. So when you feel that you're of less importance, that's nothing to be really scared of. There  are few things little things that we don't often see its worth but cause unimaginable destruction, Just like how a tiny dew drop and a distant sun ray from the sun can burn a whole forest.
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 10:21 PM UTC
You're Not Too Little to Matter
The precious and deep looking eyes look for a land of love the woman says here he lies in the deep blue sky above. He touches me with a sense of hope that my love is a land of vast eternity he uses the most tightened rope which pulls me with certainty Two people a single soul they say   however, hate or love are feelings that bend like life is a very very long day as in a moment, memories descend I close my eyes to that story I hear that very well struck a chord the characters to me were very near and dear to me and thy lord Please play me a very minor fret that just sounds almost right and with this tune, we shall get set to play it pure and to play it white. Look into my luscious lips and to how deep red they are pray for the best of me u see with a different taste every time sometimes sweet sometimes sour
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 6:19 AM UTC
The Land Of Love
If You are Ready Welcome In To The new Sphere
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Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 8:10 PM UTC
You Matter
God created everything with a divine purpose, Nothing that has life is a mistake.                                                                 -Kada
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 8:37 PM UTC
Valued
To the ones who feel Less than you’re so much more To the ones who feel Forgotten i’ll remember you To the ones who feel Worthless you’re worth it To the ones who feel like you don’t matter You do The world is such a beautiful place With you in it & it wouldn’t be the same Without you
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 2:45 PM UTC
A Message
Hey you. Yeah I'm talking to you reader. I bet if your reading this you either are really depressed or simply bored. But I have a few words for you. You are good enough. You matter You are not alone Whoever is hurting or if it's your head.. Just know and remember those words. Rip this page out if you have to re-read them over and over. Please stay strong. Know that I'm here for you. Your story matters. It's ok to be selfish, especially to save your mental health. Know that it will be ok. You are loved.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
You matter
This is for you who no one has told You are beautiful. This is for you who sits all alone You matter. This is for you who feels invisible You are loved You who cries every night, shed your tears no more. You who hides beneath your covers, do not be afraid. You who feels lost and out of place You are loved. You are loved.
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Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
You are loved
They may say that you aren't pretty enough. But true beauty is in your heart, not your face. You don't need to hide behind that mask of make-up. You matter. The number on the scale doesn't matter. Your dress size doesn't matter. You matter. Your voice deserves to be heard. Your opinion matters. You matter. Don't let anyone say you aren't good enough. You matter.
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
You Matter