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It's the water that bothers me,
Feelings of submersion,
The need of being salty to be ocean,
To overflow slowly drop by drop.

It's the water that keeps me liquid,
Turbulently running from state to state,
Mood to mood,
Tide to tide,
To be wave and current and breeze,
To dislocate within continents,
To somehow be attached to the land,
To avoid the sky to penetrate Earth,
To hold the void beneath.

It's the water, strong and weak,
Carving stone hearts through a strange dance
That make me look to the sky everyday
To expect a new kind of rain
To bring sand
Where only clouds, ice and river are known.
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Mya
Arrows
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Mya
W                               |\
   O                            |   \
      R   are like arrows|  /
   D                            |/
S  
             
    / They   \/  pierce \
     \ Through your     /
       \       Hear       /
     With every word
       Your heart brakes
             A little bit more
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Dev
My best friends dad once sat me down
to gift me with some wisdom
on why day drinkers and lonely slinkers
are filled with such depression.

He told me alcohol doesn't make you
an alcoholic, you see.
It's fine with a friend, as long as it ends
before you're lonely

See when you're alone you think bad things
cause nobody is around
your brain becomes loose due to magic juice
and you wear your thoughts like a crown.

and i barely listened as he talked
just waited till he was finished
it didnt mean much, and it wasn't such
a big deal to me

I never really listened to him,
which is probably why
she calls me a little alcopop
I dont know you,
I dont know your smile,
Your laugh,
Or your pain.

What struggles and trials,
That have brought you to me,
Reading my poem,
Hearing my heart.

My heart that breaks for your pain,
And cries for your wounds.

I dont know you,
But I wish I could stand
Between the wall of guilt and shame,
And the shivering,
Quivering outline of your heart.

I wish I had the words to heal you,
I won't pretend I do.

Just know that you're not worthless,
You're worth something to me.
So many people trapped in a reality so barren and broken. My wounds overwhelm me, but I'd take yours too if I could.

Please reach out to someone if you're caught in web of depression. It's not weak to ask for help. It takes courage and strength.
Tired,
  yet longing,
   for something unknown,
    What treasure,
     Am I seeking?
    Will I ever find it?
   If I find it,
  Will it fill,
This hole in my soul?
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Mya
Running
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Mya
I am constantly
Running from myself
But I am running out of places to go
If I lose myself
I'll lose it all
Everything
 Sep 2018 youphoria
Cné

Ebony
silhouettes
inked
by a dying sun,
portray
lovers embraced
in
the synergy of one.

Inseparable
dreams
slowly
morph into one …
subservient
to the
whims
of the compliant
heart’s
drum.

And
azure pools reflect
a
tie-dyed denim sky,
as
enchanted dreamers
seal
their love with a kiss nearby.

Twinkling
stars confetti
the
emptiness of space.
And
as darkness descends,
shadows
swallow all of the light’s trace.

Reality
pauses …
as
time seems to stand so still
to
the depths of their very souls,
motionless
they swim.

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