I tell everyone who asks ”I’m fine” but there is a room full of unopened boxes and dusty shelves full of unread books.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
I'm in mourning for ever even believing for even one single second thinking that I could ask the wind for anything and he would just bring it right to me.
By Sara Wynnabout a year ago in Poets
Born in the shadow of icy walls, Where silence thundered through empty halls. The air was sharp with words unsaid, And fear wove tightly the life she led.
By Katie L. Kashanabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Love, I know you are still in pain but still healing.. My heart is within you- always.. every day.. no matter where you go-
By Meghan LeVaughn about a year ago in Poets
My back is breaking now, For all the times you wore me down. Heaping on the heavy loads. All while speaking pretty words.
By Lane Burnsabout a year ago in Poets
Don’t give me things that wither and fade Give me the grass that has strong blades Give me a song that draws me hither Don’t dither and doubt
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
i halve your pills broken-record-ask if you've taken 'em i can tell by tone of voice 'n' sly smile whether you'll be nauseous later or just fine
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Success is a beam of warm, bright light in front of me. My arms wrap around my body and hold everything I've accomplished in one great hug.
By sleepy draftsabout a year ago in Poets
Set adrift to a land of quiet, peaceful winds that create a space for me to breathe, dream, and simple be. ** Where Jasmine clings to my senses,
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Poets
Thoughts Control Positive Only for joy Think
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
What if I ruin everything? What if I can never say what I truly want to? I wish, just for once, that someone could teach me how to let it all out.
By Whispers of romanceabout a year ago in Poets
Who's wonder is Like rain On the side of a house, One siding. Drummings real'in Like pairs, as evens. Tips... demons. The one goes off. Governing goes off. The raindrop... go off. If one could stay on beat. An off feeling and... Demons.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
