Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Celina Nov 2017
With just tangency
You touched  
Skin on Skin
You can change
Somebody’s mind and feelings.

With just words
You wrote
Ink on Paper
You can clear
Somebody’s mind and emotions.

With just strength
You built
Stone on Earth
You can shelter
Somebody’s mind and body.

With just strength
You destroyed
Homes
You can shatter
Somebody’s mind and soul.

With just words
You overwrote
Meaning
You can erase
Somebody’s mind and thoughts.

With just tangency
You hurt
Someone
You can leave
Somebody’s mind and heart.
solfang Apr 2018
you're slowly erased
from my mind;
that the pain of
the past is not
resurfacing anymore

but maybe—
I overwrote it
with denial,
that I forgot how

love, anger and heartbreak

once looked like on the
blank canvas,
of my healing heart.

would new colours,
be drawn across
anytime soon?
recently I don't feel pain anymore, but could it be because there are new feelings? hmm...?
Mia Sadoch May 2018
We used to go together like pen and paper.
But you ran out of ink, and ripped me apart.
I was pure and always present, yet I saw your care never
For all you wanted was to darken me to my heart.

And you succeeded. I was a shadow.
I crumpled myself up, and thought of hurting myself,
Scatter myself to the winds, burn me so.
But there was something you did not think of.

I am not alone. I never was, really.
As long as others will read me,
As long as they will understand my story,
I’ll have no need for your black calligraphy.

Now, I see the difference between you and me.
I never have ran out of ink, of love, of care.
On another parchment I shall write my story.
One that will not reject my art, my flare.

Care overwrote all the words you inscribed into me.
I wrote this poem for a friend of mine who was suffering from a bad breakup. It really hit her hard, and I wanted to help her out.

— The End —