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 Dec 2019 solana
shiv
Untitled
 Dec 2019 solana
shiv
and i would give anything
to spend a night in your arms
instead of a nightmare
 Dec 2019 solana
Katli
Afraid
 Dec 2019 solana
Katli
I am afraid to fall
Yet I find my self tripping over your words

I am afraid to get attached
Yet I find my self hanging onto the little moments

I am afraid that I will not be enough for you but I felt it when you asked me if I am enough for myself
 Dec 2019 solana
Vic
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 Dec 2019 solana
Vic
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A poem every day.
05-11-19
 Dec 2019 solana
R B M
I AM A MAJOR NERD
I can’t help it
I’m sorry
I just find that fantasy is better than reality
So any chance that I get to pretend for a moment that I’m in a better world
Through conversation
Or reading
Or debating
Or writing
I am going to take it
Because this world is too much
 Dec 2019 solana
Me
As a Patient
 Dec 2019 solana
Me
I once was
in a hospital for depressed people
and I have never seen a place where roles
were switched
in such a paradoxal way.
Also the doc's final statement to me was: Well we think something must have just really made you insecure. Next time that happens, just do anything to distract yourself - clean the windows if necessary, just anything really!
This was such a symbolical statement. I think the doctors were much more scared inside than I was. I just stirred them up.
Don't ever hand over your own healing powers. You always have them.
 Dec 2019 solana
Audrey
Poet
 Dec 2019 solana
Audrey
A poet is no more than a person
A mother
A daughter
A lover  
Someone needing release
Or someone needing to recover


It’s the art they create when that ball of ink or stick of led dances on the canvas they so perfectly prepared.
And when the end result and their purpose become perfectly paired.
 Dec 2019 solana
stephanie
innocence
 Dec 2019 solana
stephanie
I was only 10 the day you took my innocence,
Unknowing of your evil intent
I trusted your sneaky smile
your deceitful words
I remember the feeling of your hands around my neck,
The way you held me down
Against my will
I tried to stop you
I was too weak
just a kid
And I cried out to you to stop,
But you didn’t.
 Dec 2019 solana
R B M
You tell me I’m not depressed
I’m just resisting happiness
You're wrong
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