Poems Quotes

In her shadow, I wilted in the summer. Mother tried to help, but the more she watered me the more I drowned.
"We stem from a root
planted in the belief that
we are not what we were called.
We are not abandoned cars
stalled out and sitting
empty on some highway.
And if in some way we are,
don't worry.
We only got out to walk
and get gas.
We are graduating members from
the class of
We Made it.
Not the faded echoes of voices crying out:
"Names will never hurt me."
But of course, they did.
But our lives will only ever
continue to be a balancing act,
that has less to do with pain,
and more to do with beauty."
~Shane Koyczan, To This Day
we lay in bed, watching as the sun counted down time, and i remember how calm - how loved - i felt just because the warmth of your skin was seeping into mine. i remember the way you looked at me, with such simple adoration that I felt sick; no one has looked at me like this before, as if i'm important. i could feel myself crying - ugly and harsh - and then you had cradled my face - had said "please, don't cry. you don't deserve to" and i crumbled like an avalanche. the way you held me was unreal; i felt loved and secure, but mostly i felt wanted. i wanted this moment to last me forever.

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The sound of your voice causes my chest to tighten inexplicably. A glance at your face and I feel the endorphins roll within my blood. Imagine the damage caused to my body if I were to actually touch you.

There was something in the room, faceless and afraid. I asked if you could feel it, this thing between us, and you looked so worried - so sick - that I let it dance away. Sometimes I wish that if only you had felt it too.
if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself,
get a better mirror,
look a little closer,
stare a little longer.
Because there's something inside you
that made you keep trying despite
everyone who told you quit.
You built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself,
you signed it
"They were wrong!"
Because maybe you didn't belong
to a group or a clique,
maybe they decided to pick you
last at basketball or everything,
maybe you used to bring
bruises and broken teeth to show and tell but never told
Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you
wants to bury you beneath it?
You have to believe that they were wrong
They have to be wrong,
why else would we still be here?
We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
because we see ourselves in them.
We stem from a root planted in the belief
that we are not what we were called.
We are not abandoned cars stalled out and
sitting empty on some highway.
And if in some way we are,
don't worry.
We only got out to walk and get gas.
We are graduating members from the class of
We made it.
Not the faded echoes of voices crying out
"Names will never hurt me."
Of course, they did.
But our lives will only ever always
 continue to be a balancing act,
that has less to do with pain,
and more to do with beauty.

I didn't fall instantly,
I fell slowly in love.
Colliding my heart
against my rib cage,
in slow motion 
just like in movies.
Except those people
fall instantly in love.
No, I fell in love slowly,
in a sweet spring,
that was yet so suffocating. 
I fell slowly in love, 
never on the ground, 
always with you.

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Wow, another poem written. Different format for now, it'll always be the same, just this is the exception.



If there was only enough words,
to explain the feeling of lonliness.
It's like a chronic disease, a cure,
that seems so rare to find.

"Hey, I miss you." 
"Sundays feel like the rain days."

What always seemed forever,
seems like it's small, and short.
What words called love,
felt like pain with the crack at heart.

"Hey."
"Rain showers brings in the flowers."

But you always seemed to crack a smile,
making it feel better for the minutes,
but as soon as you leave for the days,
if only was forever, I'd be filled with loneliness.



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