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allison Feb 2019
"give up" the voice said
fought it i did
but the voice had won
giving up on him once again.
allison Feb 2019
sometimes I wish,
i could be up in the clouds
looking down on my friends
watching the crowds.

sometimes I wish,
i could know what it's like
to be in a world
that's not full of spite.

so that's why I wish,
i was up in the clouds
looking down on my friends
watching the crowds.

so that's why I wish,
i could just be me
in a field of cotton white
with the feeling of being free.

sometimes I wish,
life was more fleeting
no more sadness
just a happy greeting.

and lastly I wish,
that fate will go my way
just so that i can smile
and feel like thriving everyday.
sorry i'm not good at rhyming all that much
allison Feb 2019
An
arrow
to the heart
falling to pieces
b
e
c
a
u
s
e
y    o    u
b  r    o   k   e
m                    e
fr                     om
th                        e
sta                      rt
trying a visual one again
allison Feb 2019
sad, lone, broken love
isn't it meant to be sweet?
i dislike this pain
once again, a bad night. so i made this haiku, maybe this will get better in time, hopefully anyway. I'm fine, I'll be fine, it's fine, life is life, I'm writing to feel better.
allison Feb 2019
3 years I've stood waiting,
for him to come around
hoping, praying, crying
waiting for him.

3 years I've stood waiting,
looking at you from across the room
as others dance around our separate crowds
but the only person I see is you.

3 years I've stood waiting,
for you to open your eyes
but instead I know the truth
which leaves me breaking,
broken,
gone.
i had a bad night tonight because of someone, and as you can tell from this poem it was because of someone i really like. but it's fine right?
allison Feb 2019
Life  is  like  a  flower
it blooms at the peak of your
existence, then for a while it's
kind of dim. Then one day,
you wake up and realize,
you're meant to bloom
again. Causing your
p
e
t
a
l
s
to open up and
you thrive
once more.
Then one
day you
begin to
wilt.
Until your petals fall off and you begin to stop living. And spring still carries on because of your existence, and the flowers continue to bloom, for life continues to prosper until one day it ceases to.
I attempted to make a visual poem, I guess it kind of worked? Haha sorry it's my first time trying to make a visual poem
allison Feb 2019
It's crazy how much your heart can feel for a person,
the intensity grows like crashing waves,
the care seeps into your bloodstream, intoxicating the mind,
each day you wake up yearning and begging for more of that feeling.

You want this person to feel that same intensity,
the waves, the coursing care throughout their bloodstream.
You want them to feel for you the way you feel for them,
you want their mind to be just as intoxicated.

But alas, for she is prettier than thou.
He goes for her and leaves your mind askew,
for both of your best friends are now in love,
leaving you to your own pit of despair and tragedy.

No matter how many nights you wish,
how many nights you cry because of the intoxication,
you still hope your hearts will one day intertwine and become one,
you hope your wishes and prayers will be answered.

For there is no greater power than love,
there is no greater power than what your heart desires,
thus the crashing waves continue to crash,
and the care still seeps into your bloodstream.

The intoxication that is occurring in your mind builds up,
the bottle of emotions becoming more full with each passing day,
the intensity still grows,
the sadness still follows.

It's crazy how the heart can make you care so much for someone,
but it also leaves you so broken.
And no matter how hard you try, the waves still crash,
the care still seeps into your bloodstream,
and that care still intoxicates your mind.

Leaving you just as broken as you were before,
because of your two closest confidants,
whose hearts intertwined and left you alone,
alone with this bottle of emotions and an intoxicated mind that you can't control.

It's crazy what the heart can do to the mind.

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