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 Dec 2019 sophie
Jack
Rain
 Dec 2019 sophie
Jack
I'm jealous of the rain
It gets close to you
Closer than I ever will
It touches your skin
It combs your hair
It comes when you're sad
It stays when you're happy
I love you but you don't love me
So I say
I'm jealous of the rain
Sorry I haven't written anything as of late. I have been really busy with school. I really hope you enjoy.
Edit: thanks for the comments the original song is Jealous by Labirinth
 Nov 2019 sophie
livianna
Artemis
 Nov 2019 sophie
livianna
I ask you,
Why?
Why did you never lend me your strength,
even for a second.
Why have you left
to tend to the sky
when I needed you most.
You've left me before, but I NEED your guidance right now.
 Nov 2019 sophie
Poetic T
Error 502
 Nov 2019 sophie
Poetic T
Error 502
     The bane of my existence.


The pen frustrated,
  And on mobile..

CAPITALS on every
     start of the line..

Why is it broken?
   Has eliot obsconded
         from us..

I need to write,

as my pen is leaking
     On my hand
Are any others having problems? I can't log on with my laptop and on the Facebook page others haven't got on 4 a week.
 Nov 2019 sophie
LC
my love carries
the scent of vanilla perfume.
it drifts through me,
then dances with the wind
until it finally reaches him,
the man a thousand miles away,
and brings us closer together.
 Nov 2019 sophie
eF
Yourself.
 Nov 2019 sophie
eF
“You’re not good enough”
Is the one sentence you should
Never tell yourself.
Hi. I’ve been struggling with this my whole life. It’s like I’ll never be able to convince myself. I feel like my poetry is at a decline. I feel as if nothing I write is good. I couldn’t tell you the amount of “drafts” &  private poems I have on here just because I’m afraid.
Afraid of ridicule.
Afraid of hating myself more.
Afraid of everything.
 Nov 2019 sophie
b
two statues
 Nov 2019 sophie
b
my class ends at 11:30 and ill
be home by 12.
so little in this world can give me
comfort like a closed door and a
grey sky through a
curtain.
 Nov 2019 sophie
Sydney V
Nineteen
 Nov 2019 sophie
Sydney V
Sometimes,
I think
that getting a piercing
would make
me feel better
as if--
poking and prodding
my skin,
my face,
with surgical steel
and permanent ink
like I'm some
eighth grade
dissection lab,
would allow me to remove
and dispose
of all the useless parts
that make me
from the ground up,
like an architectural,
design.
I really like Anne Sexton, so I wanted to try my hand at writing in the mode of confessional poetry... I wrote this earlier this afternoon.
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