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c Oct 2018
When I left
I told myself
I was fine
With being me

But I’m bleeding poetry again,
So am I really myself at all?
c Oct 2018
I’m watching
My happiness
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In front of me.
I am so tired
  Oct 2018 c
Joce
I can feel the wedge being driven between us.
But here we are.
Still talking and laughing,
Pretending it doesn’t sting when we talk
About a future where we want separate things.

But you won’t let me go
And I’m too dumb to figure out how
To grab the keys
And free myself from this prison.

Like a monkey with a math problem
I continue to sit and stare
At a blank page and broken calculator.
  Oct 2018 c
She Writes
You asked me why I like you
But I didn’t want to tell
Some of my reasons are cheesy...
But here is why I fell

I love the way your lips curve
When I make you smile
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you for awhile

I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you talk about things you love
I truely believe
You are a gift from above

I love that you are compassionate
You have such a big heart
That was the first thing I noticed
Right from the start

I love the way it feels
When you hold me tight
I finally feel safe
Like I could sleep through the night

I love that you don’t judge me
For my less than perfect self
That is more attractive
Than any amount of wealth

There are so many more reasons
But I’ll start with just this few
Maybe someday
I’ll give this poem to you

:)
c Oct 2018
I know you think I’m mad at you
Because I stayed silent when I dropped you off at your house
But if I’m honest
I knew I’d either cry or scream
If I opened up my mouth.

Mad? I wish I could be.
c Oct 2018
Words are made of water
And memories of smoke
One will fade away with time
And one will make you choke.
i think i may be choking on my words right now
  Oct 2018 c
ali
he's a slow-motion
car crash.
he's hurtling
straight into this brick wall,
so calm,
typically these things happen
in an instant,
unpredictable,
but we can all see
where this is headed.
blurry faces
and unknown places,
stop and stare
at the collision
in motion,
predictable
and alluring.
metaphor for several things... i wonder what and who we each think of
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