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ok okay Jun 2021
Silent she lay
Her nightmares yet to dismay
But for now she found bliss
A moment between nothingness and happiness

What will come tomorrow?
The rain could fall tragically
And the sun might set beautifully
Or maybe the next day will not come at all

Between now and the inevitable
I will be here to hold you
To show even if tomorrow never comes
I will always love you
Been writing on my insta page write.to.the.moon
Will publish on both this site and insta.
ok okay Jun 2021
Broken I was
But not broken in two
One day I fell deeply
Through the endless ocean blue
Slowly I crumbled
And the darker I viewed
Then out of nowhere
In the deepest darkest blue
I found your smile
And it lit up all that I knew
I imagine this as a boy falling lower and lower into the depths of the ocean. It gets darker and darker and all seems lost. But then somewhere down the darkest part of the ocean he finds a girl with a smile to change his everything that he once knew.
ok okay Jun 2021
There is something special about the day after a storm
Sunlight always finds a way in
It seeps through the curtains
The doors
And the cracks in the walls
The fallen rain blankets the grass
But it will not last
Just like our tears that have fallen
They become a part of the past
It feels almost melancholic
As if the air is too crisp
I wonder what this sunlight will bring
ok okay May 2021
And when she awoke
My eyes met her smile
Surprised to see mine
She succumbed to the nightfall
ok okay May 2021
If I wrote you my problems
Would you rub them away?
ok okay May 2021
Red moon
Impending doom?
I will ask the darkness in our room
ok okay May 2021
The rain doesn't always fall
But I'm too busy falling
Trying to call your name
But my mouth is not even working
Please rain again
so my dreams can shine
I could bleed so beautifully
If my blood was not made of wine
Flashing lights
Sullen nights
I see death as I see life
I write what my mind can't tell myself
I don't know what I would do if I was blind
This Earth can be so horrid
But on this paper I can call it Hell
For every time the rain falls
I know I will fall again
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