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the black rose Feb 2019
just like everything else,
you are who say you are.
you are not subjected to rhyme schemes
and bars.
no literacy rules and proper grammar.
no literacy tools and open stanzas.
it doesn’t matter what you write,
as long as it’s from your heart and
it doesn’t matter how many poems you have
or how long ago you started.
all that matters is that you love it
& you let your words speak.
do not be focused on anyone else
and please do not seek:
validation.
if you feel you can be better,
just be patient.
no ones ahead of anyone
we are all ADJACENT.
we are all writers and we all have stories to share,
we are all exactly who we say we are,
incase you were unaware.
❤️
the black rose Feb 2019
it felt so good to feel nothing at all.
it felt so good to be alone,
in a world of my own.
im never searching for an answer,
yet always chasing my frustration.
& although i move a bit too fast,
i always find myself coming back..
to myself.
sometimes im running,
sometimes im too caught up to move an inch.
today im cashing in bad luck and pleading for a clean slate and
tonight ill be moving full-speed,
hunting fear under the moonlight.

who knows what tomorrow holds..

non-existent stillness,
making a mess of my psyche.
playlist of memories on shuffle
but i think my shuffle button is broken.
losing hope like a needle on carpet,
trying to hold on before it drop it.
trying to stay sane and in the moment.
am i really back to being sober?
the black rose Feb 2019
they say love is the answer
but when i call you never answer me.
you hit decline,
& you so quick to delete.
& im sorry im so selfish,
im so sorry
i can’t help it.
im not hopeless,
im not helpless
but it hurts when you’re not here.
maybe cause im never there,
maybe cause i never share
anything..
-
clear misunderstanding,
& it’s hard to believe
that you are so naive
& so willing to leave.
so quick to call my bluff,
& say that i am deceiving.
always disregard my love,
you never notice the changes.
the black rose Feb 2019
it feels so good to take it slow,
to take a breath & let things go.
releasing stress,
& tension too.
no matter what you’re going through
just take it slow,
one step,
one day.
despite the challenges you face,
don’t over think or complicate.
just take it slow,
this is the way.
the black rose Feb 2019
no time for burning bridges,
im over throwing stones.
this life ain’t what i pictured
but im making it my own.
be glad when it’s all finished,
i know this is not my home.
im losing myself in it.
always losing myself in this.
the black rose Feb 2019
& even tho in this moment,
my heart is still beating,
well.. barely
& for all of the wrong reasons..
it had mustered up the strength to mend the pieces,
stop bleeding.
just so i can keep breathing.
just so i can keep living..
& loving.
see
my heart,
it made something of nothing.
broken.. again
the black rose Feb 2019
you must be real hefty;
you broke free of a love that gripped so tight.
a love that held on with dear life.
a love that saw no wrong or right.
won’t let you go without a fight.
the black rose Feb 2019
& in the same breath you saved me & destroyed me..
the black rose Feb 2019
~
i would be lying if i said  i have clear sighting of what’s to come next..
im walking blindly.
without a care.
without fear.
without needing anyone to be here.
if it destroys me then ill die knowing that i stood firm,
by myself.
for myself.
without your help.
you won’t bring me to my knees.
you’re what i want
not what i need.
random
the black rose Feb 2019
not psychic but i predict your selfish movements.
the way you fumble in & out with ill intent.
you must be bored with them.
you know? the ones that bring comfort
that only ever last a moment.
then the coldness, it catches up.
like a game of tag...
you’re it!
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