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  Dec 2015 prc
m i a
i swear

when i looked

into his eyes

i saw so many unknown galaxies

universes, and skies

i felt like a scientist

eager to discover what was inside
im actually proud of this one.
prc Dec 2015
me
staying up til 5:30 at night just so i can see the daylight
making everyone smile just so their happiness lasts a while
trying my best to stay strong when everything goes wrong
punching walls when i remember it all
scream and shout when people start to doubt
press a blade to my wrist when i'm feeling ******
my eyes squeeze shut when people yell at me
i just wish that i could be free
this is very personal and really ****** sorry
prc Nov 2015
blue boy, blue boy
ignored by all
blue boy, blue boy
wants to die
blue boy, blue boy
tries to be strong
but, it all goes wrong

yellow girl, yellow girl
loved by all
yellow girl, yellow girl
loves her life
yellow girl, yellow girl
is as bright as the sun
but, when blue boy is the darkest blue
her yellow fades to his blue

yellow girl, blue boy
make each other smile
blue boy, yellow girl
loved one another
but, alas, blue boy was too sad
yellow girl, yellow girl
was not as bright as she was before
but, with a little blue and yellow
she turned green
so um... if you got confused basically 'blue boy' killed himself at the end. uh.. yeah sorry if this wasn't that good
  Nov 2015 prc
Belle Victoria
I think the writer in me died when I wrote this poem
gravity pulled me in, the galaxy was screaming my name
the stars were craving for my sparkle to shine next to them

my life was like a puzzle and there were so many pieces missing
in the search to find all of those pieces I didnt only lose soulmates..
I also lost the most valueable thing a human could have.. I lost myself..

I started to make a home out of all the places I have bin, empty places
the world was crumbling and I needed to get away from here, soon

but you always were the one who was keeping me here, save and calm
this human was the reason of my breathing the reason my heart beated
it was not right to live like this, it was wrong to live like this, wrong

and I never was a person who would wait for the storm to pass
I loved dancing in the rain with my demons right beside me..

the passion for painting faded just  like your picture was fading ..
the writer in me left me alone to die without any form of passion.
prc Nov 2015
there's a girl
stubborn yet, strong
quiet when she wants to be
loud whenever someone makes her laugh
that laugh that makes me smile
there's a girl
secretly sad but, doesn't admit it
it makes me mad when she's upset
because i don't understand why someone would hurt her like that
there's a girl
not just any girl
but, a girl i'm falling for
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