Some see weeds,
I see flowers.

The water rushes over her feet and carries her away
on this dark and stormy day
and the birds scream and shout and cry
as she tells the world goodbye.

How is it that
You have broken my heart
A thousand times over
Yet the sound of my name
Rolling off your tongue
Makes me weak in the knees?

I'm choking on the tears
That I am unable to shed

Writers block is such a *****.

Sometimes it's easier
to take the pain and embrace it,
than it is to let it go
especially when it's all
you know anymore.

We are all nothing more
Than stars with names

We lock ourselves in high towers
Out of fear of someone hurting us again.
We build a moat and push everyone away
And then wonder why no one comes to save us

I never told anyone about us
So for now I'll just hide you away in my poetry

They say the things that you'll regret
are the things you didn't do,
but the one thing I regret the most
is the time I spent with you.

What if all of this has been for nothing?
What if I’m not meant to be saved?

My pen dances across the pages
And as the ink pours from my pen
The pain pours out of me
The paper bursting
Beneath the pen
The burden of the words too heavy to bear.

No one ever sees the signs until it's
Too late.

You don't understand,
No one ever understands.

Empty is not always
Not feeling anything anymore.
Sometimes
It's feeling so much
But having no more tears
To shed

I wish you could see yourself through the eyes
Of everyone who loves you.
Maybe then
You’d never doubt yourself again

Her hands are covered in countless scars
From all the time she tried to grab the stars,
A beautiful bright star to call her own
Because the darkness is all she's ever known

I think relationships
Are like phases of
The moon.
Someone slowly enters
Your life, becomes a big part
And then slowly fades away.

I am a hurricane
And sunshine
All in a bottle

I have a playlist dedicated to us.
It’s called -

All the songs that hold a special place in my heart
But are too dangerous to listen to

Your voice bounces off the walls
In a way that's so terrifying
The devil himself runs back to hell

Tell me, what am I to do
When I’ve run out of stories
To tell about you

One of the most cruel things
You can do to a person,
Is make them fall
Without meaning to catch them.

I am a light switch.
Instead of on or off,
It's I love you
Or
I hate you.

I will always pick and chose
Which battles I fight
And you will
Never
Be
One of them.

You wondered if it was because
You weren't enough.
But I wish I could shake your shoulders
And say,
You were more than enough
So full of life.
You were too much for his small mind
To handle.

Everything is fine
Then one Sunday afternoon
The dam between your teeth
Starts to crack
And all my flaws
come pouring from your mouth

Please help, I've lost my direction.

Give me something
Worth living for.

Hey to all of the Beautiful Souls out there!

I got this idea from Wyatt Rabon
To just talk to you guys.
I find a lot of amazing poetry on here
About many different things
And I've been running out of ideas lately
So I was wondering
What got you started on poetry?
Where do you get your inspiration from?
If you wanna let me know,
Or get in touch,
Message me! I love getting messages!
Thanks for reading, and always keep writing!!!

Lots of love,
S.L.

I can't get enough
Of your Teddy bear love

Sometimes I wonder
Why I even fell for you.
And then I see you smile.
The way it lights up your whole face.
Who cold not
Fall in love with that?

As we whisper the word
In the dead of night
Our souls have been
Forever united.

My pen dances across the pages
And as the ink pours from my pen
The pain pours out of me
The paper bursting
Beneath the pen
The burden of the words too heavy to bear.

Let's lay under the moon
As the stars fall from the sky.

If a tree falls
And no one is around to hear it
Does it make a sound?
If I'm falling apart on the inside
But no one can tell
Does that mean the pains
Not real?

Your words were poison.
But I drank them anyway.
Your touch on my skin,
Almost a week later and I'm
Still trying to wash it off.
I thought you changed.
Fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me.

Come now,
the rain.
Wash the blood off my hands,
wash the scars off my heart.

Stupid girl, fairytale endings don't exist.

It's funny how you can lose someone
Who was never even yours.

This poetry is slowly
Killing me

We are lucky enough to be a chapter
in the Universe's storybook.
Let's make it a good one
Worth reading!

They always said that if you tried
Hard enough your dreams come true
But they forgot to mention
That nightmares are dreams too

The world is my canvas,
But my hands are shakey  
I have the wrong brush
And my colours aren't clean

Will you love me
On the days where I cannot
Love myself?
Will you kiss me
Until my worries fade away?
Will you hold me under the stars
As they fall from the sky?
Will you love me unconditionally
Until we say our last goodbye?

Our love healed me so completely
It should only makes sense
For it to be the thing
That breaks me so wholly

You could rip out my heart
And hand it to me on a silver platter
And I would still love you

You stopped mending your heart
So you could help me mend mine
But I wound up
With some of your pieces.

When in doubt,
Stick up the *******
Say
***** it.
This is my life
It's time for me To be happy again

Don't just dream of happy days,
Make the days as happy as your dreams