They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
The heart aches knowing the possibilities have been lost, Nothing can ever be the same again, I’ve no idea how to heal the gaping wounds,
By Colleen Millsteed 3 years ago in Poets
I have celebrated Thanksgivings from the past, With those who brought me here, me being the last. Roasted herbed turkey, Garlic mashed potatoes,
By Daphsam3 years ago in Poets
1. Wake up. Try to take a couple of breaths before the weight of your memories... Crashes down. Get out of bed. Make it to the shower before the thoughts of giving up, creep in.
By The Invisible Writer3 years ago in Poets
I miss you Trust me, I miss you. But when I look at you, There are no more butterflies.
By Diani Alvarenga3 years ago in Poets
Bright eyes glisten as the screams drove you away. Lost, alone and confused I became my own minds prey. The day you left and never came back,
By Jollyoddbod Poetry3 years ago in Poets
Adulting orphans Living in a brand new world Searching for rewind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆, "I've matured now", I need to learn to move on from things, But what if, I don't want to move on,
By Kodah3 years ago in Poets
What is life and what does it mean? The battles you are forced to overcome can sometimes be worse than they seem. Sometimes we mistake them for terribly bad,
By Nicole Poston3 years ago in Poets
My hands are tied, my heart is breaking * as you lie in the ICU. **************************************** I have not known
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Poets
I'm giving us the distance that we need as a resistance. Being hooked to each other eventually had us shook. The wave that clings in between us since I was sixteen still makes me feel like I'm shaking in a machine.
By Sorelle.Maia3 years ago in Poets
Elvis sings the blues, mistletoe is missing you; Termites in your smile.
By Natasha Collazo3 years ago in Poets
A thin veneer is all we see When we’re here A thin slab of marble here A dash of paint there All to hide the stench Of the rotting corpse
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
