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daphne Mar 26
boys will be boys
when he pulls her pigtails.
boys will be boys
when he takes away her virtue.
daphne Mar 21
i spoke of her as if she was a language.  
like latin, her name never died on my tongue.
if i had known earlier how our conversations exhausted her,
the weight of what i left unspoken looms over me.
perhaps, that was always the problem.
i wanted to translate my entire soul,
but she was never as curious about me.
  Mar 16 daphne
Immortality
Your fire so bright,
it takes me in.
Your warmth so tender,
it burns me within.

Heard many warnings,
still I fall.
And I’d fall again,
no regrets.

For this is where I belong.
what the 'moth' said to the 'fire flames' when it asked not to fall.
daphne Mar 13
but grief is not just unexpressed love
that the living never got to share.
it is a feeling that is never lost,
a love that will always be there.

how can something so profound
be reduced to words left unsaid?
it was real and it was experienced,
it doesn't end with the dead.
daphne Feb 7
my mom was drunk when she said she loved me.
i laughed as she ran her fingers through my hair.
by tomorrow, everything will be as empty as the wine bottle we shared.
we will go back to being two strangers who happen to share the same smile.
so for now, i'll be the same little girl,
embraced by a pair of fair, thin arms,
letting myself drown in the smell of fermented grapes,
and the fleeting warmth that it always brought.
daphne Jan 23
i am not very expressive: when it rained, i hovered my hand above your head as we ran for our ride back home; that was the closest thing i could come to a confession.
daphne Dec 2024
no revenge,
because how could i put you through anything,
when you were once everything?
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