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Kayla universe May 2020
Love isn’t meant to be a heavy thing.

Yet every time I fall it seems to crush me.

And all of a sudden, I was beginning to lose my breath and the room was spinning.

But then again, maybe it wasn’t love I was falling into, just the suffering in your eyes and the way you held yourself throughout the lonely nights.
This poem is about falling in love with someone, but it is not what you expected. You think you’re falling in love with them, but you’re falling in love with their toxic ways. Leave a comment for feedback and enjoy reading.❤️❤️
Ghostt Apr 2020
i want to feel the warmth of that room again
where i used to never be scared to lay my head
until the night everything changed
and it changed us
the room was no longer warm
i couldn't bare to even close my eyes
they took the warmth from me
and they took it from you
as the food burned
along did a piece of us both
they say as time goes by it gets easier
but they forgot to mention a part of you will hold onto that night forever
Zack Ripley Apr 2020
It's a scary time.
A time where there's a lot
we don't understand.
We can't even take each other's hand.
But I don't need to hold your hand
To make me feel safe.
Just one look in your eyes
Is all it takes.
abi Apr 2020
Just leave me alone
I don't need your hand to hold
just give me my space
until I'm right for this place
Abs Apr 2020
all is better in time
ill be okay with not knowing
why it was never enough for you

even though i think of you time to time
at least its not consuming my every moment anymore

each day that goes by
i realize more
how much i never needed you
like i thought i did
letting go of him
for my own good
Luna Maria Apr 2020
can you sleep next to me
at night?
when all my fears
hold me tight

I want to hear you
breathing close to me
And when I wake up
you're the only
thing I want to see.
nightmares
Dez Apr 2020
Can you hear the night creeping over the land?
Can you see the darkness eating up the day?
Can you smell the warm fire consuming the wood?
Can you drink the cold wind flowing past you?
Can you hold the nights starry sky?
Maja Mar 2020
When I was young,
I held someone.

I held her harder,
when I began to grow.

Now when I am old,
I don’t know how to let myself go.
I held myself and don't know how to let go
Luna Maria Mar 2020
I secretly hope
my pillow still smells
like you

(it doesn't)
can you hold me at night
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