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 Feb 2019 José
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Your pain has come to an end,
Your smile remains on your face,
Your beauty will always be remembered,
You lost in the battle
and Heaven wins,
But now,
You are an Angel.
I dedicated this poem to my friend who has been in a battle with cancer and I only found out about her death after 2 months. She was a friend that I met online and we only met when I visit her hometown. It was difficult for her to keep in contact with me because she was too weak to update her social media but one of her closed friends manage to reach me. I couldn't stop hating myself for not being there for her and saying goodbye. It was a news that I can't take well. It took me awhile to actually finally write about it. May she rest in peace.
 Feb 2019 José
UnitingWriting
The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you
 Feb 2019 José
J
Wonder
 Feb 2019 José
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I wonder if you think of me
As I do of you,
I wonder if you miss me
I'm such a fool,
I wonder if you'd ever tell me
What I've put you through,

Soon I will be just a memory
Of someone you once knew,
As I fade away know that,
Once upon a time
I loved you ...
Did you ever love me too?
 Feb 2019 José
Kate
I am cold.
But everyone says
You just need to get past my walls,
I am a warm person deep down.
They see what they want to but
I am cold as ice inside.
People will tell you
I have a sensitive side but
Hardly anyone sees.
What I truly am inside,
A heartless monster.
Still, my peers think they know
I am really a big softy.

Now read it bottom to top.
I tried to write this a while ago but ended up just going off on a rant instead so here is my newer version of that poem.
 Feb 2019 José
Demons
Even though you’re long gone,
And I’m stuck in my head,
Trying to move on.
I still think of you,
And I still miss you.
I’m still waiting, but you haven’t come.
I’ve slowly started to realize...
That you’re not coming.
And that this is where it all comes to an end.
I miss you, I miss you.
I’m sorry once again...
Goodbye.
If you miss someone... I guess this is the poem for you?¿
Thank you for staring at this worthless creation
This had now been given worth due to your attention
Please hit that heart below for a moment
Or continue reading this, it isn't urgent

The purpose of this poem is just for reading
I reckon this is starting to get boring
I've already succeeded half my goal
To get the attention of your soul

To waste your time and energy
That is this poem's destiny
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