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alia Sep 21
I turned my head to get a glimpse of the stars
but then came the rain
And something in me knew that it was already too late
alia Sep 15
these metal chains around my wrists
must make me seem insane
the things I let go of
have blood on them and scratches engraved

but I swear I am holy.
I pray night and day.
anchors hold me when I go feral again.

They gave me these feathers
told me to write something sweet.
my words are the only source of warmth
I‘ll ever feel.

But I miss being held tightly
although I can‘t recall I ever was.
still I mourn closeness so deeply
as if it was something I lost.

they preach that it‘s time
that allegedly heals you
but it just feels pretentious,
they don’t know what I‘ve been through.

letters, poems, novels and sonnets
a million pages in cursive
a million of them haunt me
alia Sep 12
The looks are easy to fall for
but I know I‘m not
they still believe that they love me
while I‘m screaming out loud
and they all overhear it
they think it’s the game
when all I ever wanted
was for my soul to be tamed
alia Sep 12
why do you hold me so close in the night?

I feel like a phantom of what you desire.

I long for something softer than this-

please give love that won’t melt away once the sun hits
alia Sep 12
You made it to thirty,
but with blood in your eyes.
I made my mistakes,
promise, you were the greatest kind.

Flowers and candles were the last thing I wanted
to be next to you,
now that all of it haunts me.

bitter goodbyes, addressed to your body,
black suits and black dresses,
their songs about sorrows.

In anger I waited,
how is all of this real?
If one of us ever passed,
I was sure it had to be me.

You are still in front of me
holding me in your arms
I still call out your name
“You‘re not gone, You‘re not gone.“

But your fingertips are paler than ever,
your eyes are closed, I can’t deny it‘s forever.
As I lay down next to you,
the world around us turned blue
Yet I have to live in it
finally letting you go.
Maybe this is embarrassing but I wrote this when Liam Payne passed :,(
alia Sep 11
this house was once beautiful
now it is haunted
my house plants are rotting
the neighbors are talking

every corner reminds me of something
and something‘s not right

a moment I wasted
where her memories lie
buried by tears
that fell down on the tiles

cracks in these walls
appeared long before tonight
but there‘s still heat in the kitchen
no one took down the drawing this time

I can‘t even stand
that the smell isn‘t gone
it‘s woven within me
I admit it, they won
alia Sep 9
Ever since that spring,
I was afraid to tell you I‘m hurt.
Every time I tried to confess about my wounds,
you turned it around and twisted my words.

I went into this mad and out of it scared that you were.

And now that I think of it,
it was you
who made me believe that my happiness is cursed
It was you
who made me believe I wasn’t hurt

so for now it‘s only me
remembering sweet times
picturing you
and realizing slowly,
it was a long time ago
that I should have let go
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