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Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
What is simplicity?

Now you are making it complicated
Sincerely yours,
Introvert
Genre: Abstract
Theme: When simplicity is ultimate sophistication
Hannah Draycott Jul 2018
If you let me,
I could be your best friend.

If you let me,
I could be there for you.

If you let me,
I could let you into my heart.

If you let me,
I would come back round.

If you let me,
I can be the silliest and goofiest.

If you let me be me.

If only you let me,
I might let you in too.
patience is a virtue. I am an absolute pain to fall for, but if I stuck around long enough, I promise I'm worth it.
Anne Jul 2018
Sorry if I was too blind
Cause I'm hiding from behind
Knowing that you loved me all along
I was scared if you were joking but I was wrong

Now that I already realized that I love you
It was to late
I already lost you
I will find my way to you before it's to late
from my past self
finding him that he liked me back as well before i was so glad
i did make a move of my own the next thing
ya'll would never believe it
he freaking didn't call me, text, or did anything he just ghosted
but now i've moved on and found someone that loved me back and that's makes me happy
Uta Jun 2018
Fear is an illusion, and so is the pain.

Happiness is a raindrop, therefore a God's tear that fell from the beloved sky,

Tears are crystals, diamonds of which fall down upon the skin and tears it apart with forever lasting scars,

Life is like a bird,

flying freely but knowing that something bigger can hunt it down,

Death is a reality of which everyone must and shall face,

and lastly,

Reality is nothing but a game of lies, truths, mistakes, and success.
Comment and tell me what you think!

Honestly, I have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote this, maybe it makes sense, maybe it doesn't.
Lindsay Jun 2018
When my mother dies

I'll get a tattoo
not in memory of her
but in memory of her
hatred for tattoos

           I don't know

what the tattoo will be
I'll decide when I get to the parlor
what it is isn't the point
the point is

          how I'll live

will be up to me.
I'm not sure how I'll feel
but I do know I'll have the freedom
to chose who I'll be


          without her.
The Dybbuk Jun 2018
Picking out the pieces of my hair like petals.
She loves me.
She hates me.
I love her.
I hate me.
I know that I could love her if she'd let me,
but she won't
because
She hates me.
I know that she could love me if I'd let her,
but I won't
because
I hate me.
I know that I love her,
even though
I know
She hates me.
I know she loves me,
even though
I know
She hates me.
I know she loves to hate me but she loves me,
though I know
She hates me.
I know she hates to love me but she hates me
though I know
She loves me.
Danilo Florenzio Jun 2018
This state of mind
Is more than complicated
This date of mine
Is not but all created

These walls at my side
Means that i’m fated
This builded mind
Is more than complicated

And by my side
I don’t know how i’ll call these things
If there is fire
You know, my blood will be setting

But it’s alright
In all of my life, i’ve been stranded
In this state of mind
In which, my empire just stay jaded
Geanna Jun 2018
It' odd to not be sure how you're feeling
To not know what's going on inside your own head
You're a mystery that can only be solved by yourself
Sometimes I feel like people can control if
They want to feel something or not
For them it's a switch

It's not so easy for me
It takes a lot just to block it out
The pain,                
The thoughts,    
The urges...

It's hard to control an urge
Your gut and your mind says "yes"
Regardless of your answer
Your mind is high, not letting you think straight
Maybe deep down inside your heart
You know it's wrong
But you can't help it

Feelings are so very complicated
Maybe they're a curse
~ G.P.O
forestfaith Jun 2018
I look to the sun.
I feel the sand underneath my feet,
the waves crashing on the shore.

I look down.
I see it.
I see you, your frame wavering on the waters.
I see you smiling.
How wicked.
I used to like that smile.....maybe I still do...
What does this mean...
How can you still be in my heart when you tore away from me into that boy's arms.
I still see you in me.
I still act like you.
I still talk like you.
I hate you.
I hate myself because of you.
What you have done.
No one would have seen this coming.
To see the one being shattered is me.
And the one holding the bat was you...
swinging the bat into me.
breaking me.
shattering me into pieces and you grabbed for my heart.
you stole the love I had for you.
and you gave it to the other, like as if you have been planning this all along.

No...maybe I don't hate you.
Maybe I still love you.
I hope my broken pieces,
the broken glass on the floor would remind you of me.
and you would finally leave him and come back to me.

This is not the end.
I am probably hurting you by doing this.
I would probably hurt the one you left me for.
Why am I this way?
" You are too kind." You would say.
I wish you could stay.
wrote this because I have to, but halfway through, I wrote it because I want to.
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