That thing that I seek, It lies in the deep, entrenched in the darkest of space. Sharp claws digging down, In stillness of sound, capitulating to one not so weak.
By Rachael MacDonald2 years ago in Poets
Not again! Not again! You will not torment me. Once again, baby girl, you misunderstand me. Let me be. Let me breathe. Go torment another!
By Lily Séjor2 years ago in Poets
Please don't... Please don't give up, don't give yourself to the shadows, swim and swim to the surface. At the surface where you can breathe again,
By Ina Zeneli2 years ago in Poets
“Is this how you play?” Dan asks in a choked voice. “No. This is how you play you dumb piece of crap. You like it this way. You are weird like that. You’re a masochistic weirdo.”
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Extracting thoughts of you from my brain is like pulling teeth- painful, something one hopes to avoid, and generally easier with a bit of anesthesia.
By Lolly Vieira2 years ago in Poets
They say, what goes up... will always find its way down The world is a circus The whole world loves a clown Keep your eye on the prize
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
slumber's absence has left me without a dream tossed to and fro by a restless stream maybe i can't afford the cost to dream
By JM2 years ago in Poets
In the depths of our souls, we find a treasure untold A power so profound, a force to behold It is the gift of self-compassion, a love so pure
By Noonaj2 years ago in Poets
Reflections in the mirror Speak of stories untold The depth of emotions In a single glance behold Eyes that have seen Both joy and sorrow
In the quiet depths of despair, I carry the weight of expectations Heavy chains wrapped around my heart Dragging me down, tearing me apart
"Who are you?" said Blue to Red "Red" said Red to Blue "How do you do?" said Blue to Red "Happy but fierce, how about you?" said Red to Blue
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Youth. A time in our lives that is as dazzling as it is fleeting. “Time will always flow. Everything will pass by. That might be why youth is beautiful. It shines, blindingly bright, for just an instant. But you can never go back to it.”
By fleeting.serenics2 years ago in Poets
