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Quiet May 2014
But I got 1k views! Thanks everyone!
Quiet May 2014
I saw my butterflies leaving,
I was a wilting flower they no longer could pollinate,
and they couldn't stop me from telling my insides that I was,
every word that described awful, horrendous, and me because we
were synonyms, and I needed to feel something
except numb.

r.c.
Quiet May 2014
I'm almost at 1,000 collective views on my poems. Cool..
Quiet May 2014
My bones are star dust-
I am a super nova.
Behind me is darkness, ahead is a sky full of
stars, and that is why my eyes are bright
even when my soul (made of star dust, too)- is dull.

r.c.
Quiet May 2014
Sometimes I like to rip my heart out so I can stop
feeling. Sometimes I like to lay in the sky and
die. Sometimes I sleep.

r.c.
Quiet May 2014
My lips emitted         lies.
My eyes exposed      the truth.
I fell into                     oblivion.

r.c.
Quiet May 2014
21
I'm writing at 2 in the morning
In 21 days I'll be in the
s p o t l i g h t. My skin will
burn. My eyes will twinkle.
I will be someone else,
and I will stop breathing for a
day.
They'll be little books and under my name
will be 5 roles, and 5 sentences about
some girl I won't know because I'll be
too deep into character.
Nothing will go wrong.
Yeah, right, that's why I'm crying my
eyes out at 2 am because I'm so s c a r e d.
I have 21 days,
to get my a c t together.
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