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  Dec 2018 hannah
Antonio Vega Jones
I have multiple personalities.
I am not saying this as a belief,
More than it is reality.
Each one,
Has their own actuality.
I chose one.
To be my true normality.
I may not be in the state the most,
But it's the only one I can boast,
Where I can be somewhat positive.
I think it's better than my most.
It's when I am calm,
And in my best mood.
At this time,
I am usually never rude.
Kindness and happiness.
Is finally pursued.
Nobody knows me at my best.
hannah Dec 2018
I live many lies
I love so many that I need someone to remind me who I was
Someone to hold the broken pieces together
To glue the remainder of my heart back together
I need someone to hold me when I can't sit still
I need someone to make me laugh when I am about to cry
I need you
hannah Dec 2018
We are expected to put on make up for the same people who will just use and abuse us
Why do people define a girl as a boys plaything
We are so much more than that
We are united against a idea
The idea that trys to hold us back but we will not allow it
We will push a little harder then any guy out their, we will run a little faster
Just to prove that we are equal to them
  Nov 2018 hannah
Deanna
when ever i hear your name
my heart instantly
sinks
to the bottom of a
sea.
  Nov 2018 hannah
Lost Girl
‪I forgot what it feels like to be whole.‬
I'm too busy chasing the broken pieces of yesterday and what could have been.
I don't let myself get lost in the moment because I'm scared I'll lose “it”.
I do not even know what “it” is.
But today is here, and I will live.
  Nov 2018 hannah
Lisa
I’ve been told not to get to attached to people,
Because when they eventually leave I’ll get hurt and that got me thinking that the being scared to be happy is the worst fear
I know being so scared to get hurt that I became almost get scared of closeness,
if I get punched enough a open hand is almost a closed fist,
if I get my heartbroken enough, love almost seems like a tragedy.
I know that I used the word almost because I’m still scared to admit all of this,
I know only the words you’ve told me, even your lies could become my truths and I would never know the difference
So lie to me
Cause I wanna be attached (hurt) by you
  Nov 2018 hannah
Jon York
Don't fear the pain,

use it,

keep it there,

beside you,

and maybe,

just maybe,

it will give you the words to say in a poem,

or the notes to play in a song,

for sometimes

it is flying with what hurts,

that gives us the colors to paint with.
                                                                                        Jon York    2018
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