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 Jul 2019 Georgia
Jen
This Story
 Jul 2019 Georgia
Jen
So many pages
In this story
Unturned
A soft wind
Blows in the window
It whispers,
"Was never meant to be."
"Leave it alone..."
Time to heal, again
To wait and see,
Hope for better memories
Licking my wounds
Picking myself up
Heart hurt but not dead
It deserves love
Time to keep turning
To the next pages
And move forward
In this story
Called life
Long story short... just returned from a trip to meet a person for the first time that I was talking to and thought might be my future husband who lives 3,100 miles away.  We met, were not compatible in real life...very complicated but it was very different than our long distance communications/phone calls.  I spent the majority of my time alone on the trip...If I ever meet someone far away again, he will definitely have to fly to me first.  Such is life. I've never been happier to see my cats.


I watched "The Greatest Showman" on the airplane home.  This song has been haunting me constantly...even had my own little solo session in my apartment. :-)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKEMBn_JdCE
 Jul 2019 Georgia
Paula Putnam
Life is not always what it may seem. It throws difficult situations at you when you are having a hard time already. The broken glass, quotes, blood, tears, and all the pain represents different ways I feel about life. The broken glass can mean many different things. It could mean lost hope, broken family, losing yourself, and even when you feel broken yourself. These do honestly apply to me. Lost hope is bease so many people through out my life has caused this. Now I feel like I can't even have hope. With the broken family, it is because I have lost so many members of it. Then others just leave me. Losing yourself is basically not knowing who you are. Even when you feel broken, you don't known where you stand anymore. All these have many different purpose's in life. It's like you made a wrong turn and now you're trying to find your way back. Where do I begin with the quotes? They all have their own meaning, because, in all honesty, pain changes people. Life never gives you time to sit and think. Maybe you don't know your place in this world and feel broken. Maybe you're happy. Either way, something bad has or will happen to you sooner or later. That's just how life works. The quotes to me mean something really special and important to me. They are what help me through my feelings. I have a hard time speaking my feelings, but when I write I can express them. That is why I chose the quotes. Blood, you would honestly ask what that would mean, right? You could take it in many different ways. Indeed, some people find it gross, but not me. Blood could mean a horrible memory or if you ever felt like you wanted to die. Horrible memory is like losing a family member. Wanting to die is like cutting yourself to feel relieved. It's true, people who have this pain never show it. It's a way they feel about life. Turn to yourself and ask if you ever wanted to commit self-harm. Some would say yes, some would say no. Which side are you on? It's a lot to process when you have just been asked if you ever tried to harm yourself and I know talking doesn't help. If you sit and wonder "Why me?" Well, this world is cruel and it punishes the good. Some of the self-harm comes from being bullied. Would you want anyone you care about do this to you? Most of the time the answer is no, but sometimes it's yes. Okay, so the tears always are somewhere inside of you. Most people hide them. Someone who is hurt can hide them and only another hurt can tell. Some people put on fake smiles, but their eyes can give them away. Some tears are meant to fall, some, on the other hand, are not. If you hold in the tears become worse inside. You may not know your place in this world, but you are among many others who may think they do. As for me, I defiantly don't know my place in this world. We're human, we are made for mistakes. Many talk about the future, but have you ever talked about your present? You get forced to determine your life before the time has come. We just need a time pause to think about how we feel about ourselves. What we feel inside. It won't go away through time. Some hope, some don't. This world is cruel and twisted with new surprises at every wrong corner. Just think, do I really feel useless and broken, or hiding in the shadows? Or do I feel happy and want to enjoy this place?
This was for a project.
 Jul 2019 Georgia
Matt
Dad, please...
I'm trying
why can't you get that
you hurt her
you're hurting me
please
why can't you see I'm trying
why can't you see I'm crying
why can't you see I'm dying
I have all these good grades
but they just make it feel like it failing
And it's all your fault
I'm sad
dead
gone
****. you.
you caused this
 Jul 2019 Georgia
jas
I cry myself to sleep at night
if you only knew what it takes to be alive
if living is a crime
I'd be in jail for the rest of my life

how can you live in a world like this?
making you beg for everything

do you believe in true love?
do you believe in happy endings?

I know it's hard
it's hard to face the world alone

these tears have dried
if only for tonight
when I close my eyes
I think of a dream
          
                         it's you and me,
                          having the picnic of our lives
                          nobody to bother us,
                         stuck in disguise
                        frozen for just a moment in time
                         all I need is to have you here with me

what is the need to live?
the need to exist?

already stuck in this mind felt prison
handcuffs on my brain
I've already gone insane
it's too late to reach my heart
I tore that **** apart
it's all over the floor

who are you to judge me?
you know absolutely nothing

nothing about me


don't even try.
 Jul 2019 Georgia
sophia
fireborn
 Jul 2019 Georgia
sophia
i was born in fire.
i can not deny the heat in my veins.
but i am not ashamed
that every morning
i swallow the sun
so that the moon
can keep pulling
back the tide
and i let the fog
cover the sunrise
i drench myself in night
because i am left
not right.
cold water comforts my soul
the depth keeps me afloat
there is something beautiful
about a black-colored sea
but as fireborn as i am
there is no ounce of love
for the fire in me.
I'll be right here putting all my eggs in one basket
Sweeping sentences into the corners of my cranium
Shaking the cobwebs free to feather in the light breeze

Passing ancient ruined relationships gone down with the ship
The proverbial creek with out the paddle rocks left rocks right
In my right mind there is no turning back you see

You worked hard for what you got welcome to all your stuff
Let's us go for a stumble spilling beer down the front of our shirts
I will skip across the waves like a flat stone to meet my burial at sea
So lamentable,
poetry is not marketable.
Not worth making haste
to conform to public taste.

In the final analysis,
path to financial paralysis,
is the poet's life
No worldly gains, only strife.
 Jul 2019 Georgia
Ryan V
Untitled
 Jul 2019 Georgia
Ryan V
My heart is blue my soul black and bruised and spirit marred with weeping wounds crying red tears flying and my soul is burned tender to the touch and every gentle brush of finger tips enough to make me hurtle headlong into Dante’s circles spinning shouts lost in darkness singing voiceless each remark amiss agony at the thought of each kiss as long gone as sweet Beatrice and alas darling catalyst no scar will show upon my skin for you to know where I have been these long dark nights engulfed in flame while freezing chills rend my being lame with no hope of leaps and strides drowning beneath the rising tide of feeble attempts to break the chain that my youth I might regain and with it your loving embrace and soothing tone and starry gaze but yet the current drags me away and as I wake to shafts of day It is so that I find to my dismay that beside myself you still lay and yet deep inside my mind is frayed
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