They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
When shots are shot and your first thought is your gun and not The blood on the ground, the blood in the air, the blood on the bullets, the blood of despair
By Erin W M3 years ago in Poets
summer before you go away, i want to say thank you. you let me have all the free time i ever wanted. you let me sit in a loft with bright blue colors
By chloe3 years ago in Poets
it hurts but you also have me vomiting poetry. i don’t sleep but that means i get to count the stars. i will never be good
By Sara 3 years ago in Poets
i pay for my cheap dopamine in blurry thoughts and weak knees. it’s actually quite expensive. i forgot people feel things.
I still remember the times my mother lulled me to sleep, I still remember the times my father carried me on his back, I remember when my siblings and I played in the sand,
By Nora Chan3 years ago in Poets
I hate how easy Everything is to replace And how often I do it Before it’s time I have hollowed me out And already filled me up
By Vicious Avarice3 years ago in Poets
Awoken violently by a dream Not a dream of violence A crime of sorts When your mind resorts to fusing the two In belief they should be the new other
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Sleep is sparse Times are hard Still I manage to always dream of you Not my first, but I know you'll be my last Sleep is sparse
By Frankie Martinelli3 years ago in Poets
he has so many red flags, i could write a list i am constantly chasing after something that does not exist the effort he puts in is only a fragment
By Kiesha’s Diary3 years ago in Poets
We were just star-struck lovers Meeting under a fleeting shooting star And I remember my heart beating out of my chest still, I walked away
By Matthew Mccahey3 years ago in Poets
Amidst the shadows, my heart does weep, In sorrow's embrace, my secrets I keep. A symphony of tears, a soul worn thin, Lost in a world where sorrows begin.
By Mohamed Sayed3 years ago in Poets
You let love break You let love take You let love shake You let love steal and create a well for hate for rage For a self that could not know
By VT3 years ago in Poets
