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Anonymous Aug 19
You take my breath away, but not the feeling of astonishment and awe
You take my breath away in the feeling of where breathing is suddenly not an option

Somehow you've become the very thing that grounds me yet uproots me at the same time
You are the north star guiding me through the white capped sea yet you are the waves that are bringing me under

My unpredictability and impulsivity has pushed you away like the rest, but unlike them I keep trying to crawl back to you
The sporadic mood swings and late night texts of I'm sorry and we're done for the 50th time shouldn't be something you have to be used to
The please forgive me's yet I don't deserve your forgiveness

The thing we both latch on to, or maybe its just me, is the link we used to share stronger than a lock
We used to love each other, platonically, romantically, that's for you to decide
I mourn the loss of that love, knowing we can never go back to it as much as I try to reverse the damage I have done
Anonymous Aug 1
I switch faster than a blink of an eye
One second I am grounded to the world I'm in
Blink and I'm suddenly in another dimension, the world feels as if its crumbling beneath my feet.

Adults have wisdom, they've been around longer than us.
They call what I have teenage hormones, they know best, they were my age once.
But then again, this is their first life too, so they don't really know anything.

The back and forth between sane and manic
The pushing and pulling away and the long midnight texts of I'm sorry
I start to wonder if there's an underlying cause
Or maybe its just teenage hormones.
Anonymous Jul 2
3 alarms to waken you from your sleep coma each morning
Get ready for the day with extra time to ****, then head to that job against your will

8 hours of employment each day, reminding yourself that paycheck to push you through

5 days a week to be that friendly camper with a big smile on their face, one because you have no choice, and two your thinking about home time


3 hours of sleep and 3 alarm clocks

At least you're getting that paycheck.
I’m employed
Anonymous Jul 1
I miss the late night calls until we hear the morning birds sing
I miss the late night walks to your house when there's no one else awake
I miss the comfortable silence between us or laughing with you until it hurts

Now I look at my phone and months go by since the last call we shared
Now I walk and pass by your house, both of us awake, but living separate lives
Now the silence between us is tense, only small talk of "how have you been"

I miss you even when I'm with you, because when I'm with you I feel like I don't know you
About a childhood friendship that is lost. Sometimes you both grow up into different people and you loose that connection you once had. This isn't about my ex lawl its about a genuine friendship I had
Anonymous Jun 29
Held together by the rope that brought us together
On my end it's a loop that wraps around my neck
On your end it's a loose thread that's ready to snap

Let the rope go and the loop around me will tighten, you are my lifeline, without you I am gone
But if you let the rope go you are unburdened from the weight of me that holds you down, without me you are free
About someone
Anonymous Jun 28
Close your eyes and stop breathing
Hold your breath until you burst causing the racing world to stop.
Listen, listen close, put your ear to the ground
Do you hear that? The sounds of the world have silenced.

All you hear is the steady thumping of you heart
All you feel is your arteries pumping blood throughout your body.
Open your eyes and come back, plant yourself into the world you live in
Don't fly away into the unknown abyss that tries to take you from reality.

You need to ground yourself like a freshly sprouted plant that's trying to survive its first downpour.
Ground yourself like a boulder in the rapid currents, ground yourself like a bird in a storm.
If you don't succeed, you will keep falling.
falling and falling until you cant climb back up.

Close your eyes, breathe.
Breathe in the smells of your old house and the dust that filters the air.
This is your life, open your eyes to the reality you are in.
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