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  Mar 2019 Christina
elle jaxsun
i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.
Christina Mar 2019
I can’t feel
Numb
Up and down
Round and round
When will this stop
spinning
dreaming
missing
When will I come back to
Reality
Christina Mar 2019
I remember looking in to your eyes
Thinking this is the one
The way you made me laugh
The way you made me smile
The way you made me feel safe
At home
The way you always told me
“You’re too pretty to cry”
Now I’m sitting here
Tears rolling down my cheek
Then I think
I guess I’m not so pretty anymore
Christina Mar 2019
Two cars
Slammed together
My first thought
What if that was me?
Who would be there?, who would love me?
Oh how I wanted that to be me.
  Mar 2019 Christina
Jude
i dreamt of you once again-
i wish i had not woken up.
  Mar 2019 Christina
Liz
I think it's time
For me to close my eyes
And slip into the sleep
That I've always desired.

I think it's time
To say goodbye
To everything I've grown to know
And everything I'll have to let go.

I think it's time
To find out
Once and for all
What dreams may come.
  Mar 2019 Christina
Sarah Isma
I’ve now grown and I turned out alright
But one day I came to realize
That this was not a smooth flight
And the scary things that I saw
Is the reason why I held on to my seat so tight
Now here are the few things
That made me hate this horrible, terrible ride
        The fact once you realize
that your parents are sometimes never right.
To see that they are flawed beings, with broken wings and ****** mistakes.
To realize the truths and the smiles they fake,
Growing up to see only the image portrayed- was only for your sake.
They hide the tears and shower us with laughters
They told us joyful stories and happily ever afters,
But just as soon as i grow
Only now that I understand they were telling their own dreams,
        That had slipped right out their fingers
So ask me what’s the saddest part growing up?
To see the hollow sadness from the two people,
who once i thought was happiest.
i never really knew how much things could effect parents, the slightest action i could now see their subtle response- i understand now. Its just the fire in them burning out, only dim enough for them to keep me going- so i don't burn out too.
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