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Nana Alli May 2020
We all want to be perfect,
But what is perfection?
What does it take to be perfect?
I look in the mirror
And I see perfection
I look in my soul
And I see depression

I see a beast,
That will never be accepted
A lonely soul,
Surrounded by people
Yet, invincible
I see me yearning to be loved
So,  I cry myself
To sleep everyday,
Contemplating suicide

But when I wake up,
The first thing I see
Is my perfect reflection in the mirror
So, I smile
Hiding my fear of perfection
Little do I know that perfection,
Is an illusion
And suicide is never the solution!
#thinkinginwords
aphotic blue May 2020
A REVERSE POETRY
-read from bottom to top

stop hoping for the future
gaze for the stars and don't ever
stop hating yourself
please, I tell you
you’re truly a humiliation
don’t ever believe that
you shine in my eyes and mind
because you really, as a person,
change me on who I become
never be scared to
make yourself torture in hatred
not in a million years you'll try to
be the epitome of perfection
because you will
be forever loathed by many
never believe that you will
always be the person I loved
reminisce the memory and  
be the detestation in my mind
don't every try to
convince yourself that you are a treasure.
-read from bottom to top
rottenemotions Apr 2020
If you could accept that perfection is flawed,
Would you love me?
Kelsey Apr 2020
Oh beautiful flower

Your petals are falling

Your stem is bending

Your scent is fading.

What kind of flower are you?

Not bright or tall

Nor colored or warm

You stand out amongst them all.

A flower so keen on the heat of the sun

And the chill of the night

With the wind you will run.

For the pretty and the perfect flowers

Are a comforting sight

But the flower thats different

Makes a difference in life.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
I spent most my life fitting in
Shapeshifter in my own skin
To squeeze to whatever size
Matched the proportion of everyones lies
About trying to be as fake and perfect as everyone else is also trying to be
You're only as free
As you allow yourself to be
And I kept holding myself back

I kept building a cage
In every life stage
Imitating what I knew were facts

Because where I belonged
Was in between four walls
To make up for what I lacked

I couldn't handle the outside
My own potential was denied
It was best for me not to overreact

Head held high with a stern gaze
Always keeping a royal face
Every movement was a graceful act

Poised and perfect I shall be
For one day I will be free
Maintain composure before I attack
MSunspoken Mar 2020
Voicing fervent beliefs
Tone-
As hard as stone
Carry your legacy on-
Or simply create your own
strut the halls
With perfect posture-
Never forgotten,
Is that confidence
Swing your gait-
A daring sashay,
And lead the weak-
make them tough as bone
Yet never forget
In which you came-
So speak your name
Scream it to be remembered
The name in which
leads people together
You
Are
A
Leader
*sigh*
This isn't for my "challenge"...
BUT! Somehow, this isolation is feeding into a new writing block.
Being surrounded by people sheds a light on my writing, giving me near endless possibilities. Though-I no longer have that.
So, here I am, trying to recover (of course, it had to be an inspirational poem).
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