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tryhard Jan 2020
avoid risks
and question the existence
of any type of danger

run from warmth
and wonder why
i am tired of the cold

keep myself quiet
and yet choke on the words
i would rather leave unsaid

rip my heart out
to ease the heaviness
of a love i cannot carry

feign disappearing
to avoid facing
the misery of a life unlived
tryhard Jan 2020
you arrived unexpectedly
like some sort of calamity
maybe an earthquake or a tsunami
assured i was prepared
for whatever havoc
you would cause
but i never saw it coming
flooding my senses
you were all around me
and as the ground shook below
i fell with no one to catch me
and not much noticed
but with all these walls
i could have built a city
keep it locked and guarded
then you showed up with a key
surprising how you opened it
i could have sworn it was rusty
were you surprised too
when you looked inside
and found everything empty
you see
it was never a question
of casualty or severity
for how could you destroy something
that was too shattered already
i hate how corny i've become and i hope i get well soon ****

ps i know technically tsunamis can be predicted but this is poetry so uhh i took some ~artistic liberties~
tryhard Dec 2019
no wait, i swear it's in here somewhere
this is a cry for help ha ha ha i can't find my heart
tryhard Dec 2019
for all the doubts and second thoughts
for all the failures and the loss
know that there is a reason
you are still here
know that despite it all
you overcame your fears

for falling short and falling behind
for living in the dark
and yet seeing the light
for countless nights
knocked down on your knees
and yet in the morning standing with peace

for thinking you've been buried
underground for so long
for discovering that actually
you've been planted all along
you need to see, you have to know
honey, you were made to grow
this was sitting in my notes app since december 2018 and just thought i'd post it here
tryhard Dec 2019
you have discovered
you can travel through time
but your favorite place
was always the past
déja vu
you go in loops
reliving what was

remembering is a curse
for feet that desire
to move forward
and eyes that can only
look back
you cannot spit out
the bittersweet taste

this place is barren
but the ghosts you left behind
walk its empty streets
and you keep visiting
to see the love you lost
with flowers on its grave
ones you do not recognize

the present is a place
that seldom interests you
you walk backwards
towards it
you are still welcome
and the gates are open
if you ask for the key

the future cares for you
cannot wait to see your face
you have gone weary
from your travels
going further and further back
you can return any time
but here you will be loved
tryhard Dec 2018
let the tears i have shed
water the flowers by my feet
i have stepped on my own growth
for far too long
that i have been content
in hiding beneath the ground

let me fall to my knees
and break my bones
i have learned to piece myself together
again and again
after believing i'd remain shattered
for lifetimes on end

let the pain in my body
mark all the ways by which
i have tried to destroy myself
the bruises have left and gone
and yet i am still here
winning against myself

let me feel alive despite it all
because if you told me
when i was younger
that things will get better
i would never have believed
so let me stay a little while

i want to be here for me
existing still hurts but striving for self-care this 2019, hennys
tryhard Dec 2018
sometimes,
i wonder what it's like
to be in love.
rarely,
i wonder what it's like
to be loved back.
more often,
i wonder what it's like
to have both.
and then,
i think of you.
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