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 Apr 2020 Carla
Sevda
often i feel like a doll with mismatched parts
a vile heart and soft eyes
it's why i seek out the people
i wouldn't want to be like
i either remain desolate
or end up getting worse
 Apr 2020 Carla
Commuter Poet
Life is a risk
Threat lies everywhere
As does opportunity
Life is full of such things

We are but living beings
Held in the most delicate balance
Between normality
And extinction

And there is joy to be found
In the very essence of living
No matter what or where
We find ourselves

If we can but remember this
Then each moment becomes precious
Unique
Memorable
2nd April 2020
 Apr 2020 Carla
Richard Smith
Where or why the tears flow
I have no control
They seem to come from nowhere
Mostly when I am alone
Many people stand around me
Not seeing all my pain
I want to scream aloud
Although it would be done in vain
My ailments are invisible
You cannot see what’s wrong
And every day I wonder
Can I keep on being strong
 Apr 2020 Carla
Richard Smith
WHY?
 Apr 2020 Carla
Richard Smith
Will they ever just be silent
The voices in my brain
They talk so much of violence
Look what you’ve done they say
It was in our defence
Is always my reply
Although another question
In my mind is always
WHY?
 Apr 2020 Carla
rory
my words have limits
it may be either reach you
or underwhelm you
 Apr 2020 Carla
trin
hard to love
 Apr 2020 Carla
trin
he tells me
that i’m good
i’m important
i’m loved

she tells me
that i’m kind
i’m funny
i’m sweet

he tells me
that i’m amazing
i'm beautiful
i’m understanding

they all tell me
that i’m easy to love
easy to want
easy to know

i tell myself
that i’m annoying
i’m too much
i’m hard to love

i don’t understand why i can’t see what they see
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