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Joan Zaruba Jun 8
I’ll cry tomorrow
Today I have things to get done
Too many errands to run
Tears can’t unload this washing machine
Regret won’t make a ***** house clean
Self-pity doesn’t get the kids fed
Falling apart won’t get them to bed
If you have something to say
Just please hold off for today
I have too much to do
To spend time worrying about you
So if it’s my heart you plan to break
Break it tomorrow
Not now, not today
I’ll cry tomorrow

© 2025 Joan Zaruba. All rights reserved.
Most of these lines came to me as a song I made up while doing laundry. I attempted to explore the juxtaposition of emotional drama and the physical reality of daily chores that plays out in life, especially for primary caregivers.
Kalliope May 15
My feet move forward but my mind stays stuck,
I walked this road alone before, I tried to stop picturing you with me, no luck.
Though I know you're long gone, I still see you peripherally,
A shadow seeped into the corner of every memory.

Everyone I've ever loved has a home in me,
I let go in body, but in spirit you're weaved.
A tasty snack, an even better smell,
You're in my air, in this breeze, embodying a perfect  nostalgic hell.

I have new goals, new friends, new skills
From time to time I still think of our thrills,
Sometimes it's quiet reflection, sometimes its tearful and loud,
It's wild how I can still find you in once familiar sounds.

I can't bring you back but how I wish I could, if I could do it all differently believe that I would,
If I found you now would the spark remain the same?
Souls are so fragile, and who knows what time has changed.
I watched an anime recently Frieren: Beyond Jounery's End,
And it just really struck a cord with my soul
hafsa Feb 24
These faces, everywhere—
shadows in the crowd.
They whisper, they doubt,
as if I am dust in the wind,
unworthy of the storm.

And them—who were they?
Once, they were my shelter,
my sanctuary, my sun.
Now, they are echoes in hollow halls,
leaving me an empty vessel,
a grave where love once bloomed.
salted caramel May 2020
I am tired of having to clean up the messes that you have created.
I am tired of the empty threats that you have given me over the years.
I am tired of giving you pieces of advice that you would never listen.

When you decided to end the friendship, without a second thought, I agreed.

It pains my heart.
However, I knew that was the right decision for both of us.
In making that decision, I had my sanity intact.

Thank you for all the good memories.
From the bottom of my heart, I wish you all the best in life.
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