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Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
My favorite part of losing you
Looking at my lonely soul
Finding what I thought I lost
When you left inside myself; I am whole
I thought he took a piece of me when he left but now i see thats not true.
TeeCrush Mar 2018
Maybe I wasn’t the one,
And maybe she wasn’t either.
But after all of that I couldn’t bring myself to leave her-
she’s too much fun.

She’s my favorite person to be around,
only my friend, but she’s a keeper
we’ve similar dreams, she’s a believer
She’s the coolest gal I’ve ever found.

Can’t blame me for trying,
Made some sacrifices but gained no ground.
And if I said I didn’t want her for myself, I’d be lying
Her laugh, so precious, I was hypnotized by my favorite sound.

But now I’ve come to terms, it’s only fair.
I can’t not talk to you forever,
I need you there - somewhere.

I want you to find a love and a happiness,
and if it meant I got to see you smile,
and if it meant you were truly happy,

I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t find it with me.
I recently fell so soul-crushingly in love with another artist only after knowing her for so little time. I'm dumb. She isn't into me. I can't bring myself to distance myself either, as she was an awesome friend prior to making my declaration. I know her heart's got its own pursuits and I wrote this poem to make it clear to her that I was okay with how things were going to be. I'm not okay with it but she read this poem and understood. Things are okay.
Kaitlin Evers Oct 2016
I will always remember
Swinging with you in the night
January through December
You were my safe place, my light

Little sister I always favored
Saving me from every scree  
Always kind, and rarely untoward
Without you, I wouldn't be me

The simple sweet moments we have had
Laughing, talking, and crying too
In everything you were my comrade
Even my relationship guru

When little, you'd climb into my bed
And even now as we are grown
Though some pieces have been left unsaid
All silence between us is known

Lovely little sister
Inseparable friend
Through the sweet and bitter
You are here to the end
Dedicated to Kristy, the most beautiful soul I know <3
Rodium Tek Feb 2018
I've come along way since I was a kid, riding a trike.
But why are all my poems getting these likes?
Poems are usually written for literary folk.
But all my poems are just a joke.

I might try hard, my soul might be hollow.
But if my poems aren't good, why am I getting follows?
I don't even think I'm very good at this.
So why am I only getting support, not any dis?

Well, whatever. I'll just keep doing what I do best. Writing whatever I feel like.
Even this poem is a joke.
yellow-thoughts Feb 2018
i have always lied about my favorite color
i don't know why...

i'm saying it's blue, like sea and sky
but i have always loved white
i don't know why...

i love it's pureness
and white reminds me of possibilities
i don't know why...

the only thing i know for sure
i'm always striving for it..

/M.A./
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