I haven’t forgotten About the crowd, or the bartenders girlfriend who hasn’t seen me in a while. I haven’t forgotten about the awkward exchange with the Uber driver once I entered his car.
By BrettNotGreg2 years ago in Poets
Life is stock piled with hard pills to swallow. Bitter medicine, that is meant to make us stronger. Instead of better, some grow more bitter.
By Josey Pickering2 years ago in Poets
The horizon awaits the embellishment of its blending hues, To be dazzled in its beauties, to be unafraid of the unknown mighty blue.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
You were a mean spirited woman most of my life. Mean and rude, that was how you spoke all the time. You checked our stove three or four times before you would leave.
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets
A father should be a girl's first love Her very first protector and guardian To show her what a true man is Mine showed me heartbreak and pain
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
The struggle of social media addiction. The habit loop of humans being programmed. Dopamine seeking, Hijacked neurotransmitters,
By Theartistjosko2 years ago in Poets
Let's not do that anymore Let's not stay up late at night Let's not drown in alcohol anymore Let's not drown in the voice of our thoughts
By Harydo Neon2 years ago in Poets
I chug water so something is in me I have pleasure from the pain of a mostly empty stomach At first the pain was just that... pain
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Poets
Several years ago, I was depressed, and I isolated myself. The feeling was one of self-judgment, as if I wasn't doing enough with my life. I felt as if I had no value or contribution to make to others. Friends avoided me since I didn't have anything to contribute. I was simply a human with empty pockets. I frequently felt worthless and deserving of no affection or respect, and I thought no one cared. Which was true; nobody cared.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Trigger Warning: This poem includes metaphorical language of self-harm. If you or a loved one have thoughts about suicide or self-harm, here are resources for you to reach out to get help.
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Screaming, clawing, raging... These thoughts never leave my mind Always there, always constant Chaos and destruction Crawling in my own skin
It is important for us to understand how to let go and just focus our happiness on what matters in our lives. It is all about creating space for what is important and focusing on our happiness.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
