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the blood of the covenant
is thicker than
the water of the womb

my own flesh and blood
have let me down
countless times

however the family
I have made along the way
have helped me
more times than
I've been let down by blood

the familial ties I have now
will last me longer than
any blood relations
Good dogs listen

Bad dogs bite

Hurt dogs
cower
whine
bite
and listen
Let me hold you,
Hold you as tight as I am able.
Let me hold you,
Never letting go; you keep me stable.
Let me hold you,
Forever and a day.
Let me hold you,
I’ll remember everything you say.
Let me hold you,
Today and tomorrow.
Let me hold you,
Through all my pain and sorrow.
Let me hold you,
I promise I won’t let go.
Let me hold you,
You’re the sweetest love I know.
Let me hold you,
When your days are bad.
Let me hold you,
I promise I’ll take away your sad.
Let me hold you,
However you want me to.
Let me hold you,
I’ll let you hold me, always through and through.
RL🫂❤️
I've lost so much
I've lost my Biological family to drugs
I've lost my best friend to suicide
I've lost myself
I've lost hope
I've lost everything that matters

Where's God now?
Now that my world is crumbling
And my hands are shaking

I keep thinking that I can make it
That I can be the first on in my Biological family to go to college
That I can do this...but what if I'm wrong?

What if I haven't proved them wrong
But I've showed them how much they were right?

I am nothing... I never will be
I have never loved someone
on accident
but sometimes it feels like
people love me
on accident
i tend to forget you have been gone for years. i smile when i read our messages. when i remember the old you. and now i cry with the weather. i lay in bed wanting to starve myself.
i miss you. why did you leave us?
I stopped naming days a while ago—
they blur like raindrops on a cracked lens.
Everything feels like an echo
of a moment that never begins.

I’m not living — I’m leftover.
A half-thought someone left behind.
Just a whisper under locked doors,
a glitch they pretend not to find.

My mirror forgets my face now.
It fogs up, refuses to see.
I trace a smile in the steam,
then wipe it off carefully.

My body’s a punishment I wake up in,
every curve a curse, every breath a dare.
They say “You’ll grow into yourself,”
but I’m scared of what’s even there.

My bedroom light flickers like it pities me.
I don’t turn it off—it feels like a friend.
Sometimes I stare at the ceiling
and wonder when all this will end.

School is a stage I perform at.
My backpack holds more secrets than books.
Teachers read me like I’m blank paper,
like I’m nothing more than looks.

I speak less every week.
Even the silence feels bored of me.
I try to write myself into poems,
but the paper just stares blankly.

I write suicide notes in my head
like lullabies when I can’t sleep.
I imagine a world without me
and it doesn’t even weep.  

No one knocks on my door anymore.
They say I’m “just going through a phase.”
But I’m not going anywhere—
just sinking in quieter ways.

I think the stars forgot my name.
I don’t even wish on them now.
What’s the point in asking for light
when you’ve never been shown how?

I keep my razor in a pencil case—
It makes more sense that way.
At least it writes something real
when my words won’t stay.

Tell me—what’s worse:
To scream and be silenced,
or to whisper your last goodbye
and still be unseen in the silence?

I don’t want a grave or flowers.
Just maybe a song without my name.
Let me go like a breath you didn’t mean—
quick, quiet, forgotten.
No blame.
23:58pm / I should be sleeping but I can’t sleep.
Life's a pain
Will it ever be the same
Is it me am I to blame
What do I have to gain
Is this all worth me going insane
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