I write poetry of many kinds depending on how I feel or what has happen with my day or anything really my snap if interested l_cline4235:) or discord lillyrose#4221
I write poetry of many kinds depending on how I feel or what has happen with my day or anything really my snap if interested l_cline4235:) or discord lillyrose#4221
You remind me of cold milk on the counter.
Good at first, when it's right out of the fridge.
When water beads on the outside of the You remind me of cold milk on the counter.
Good at first, when it's right out of the fridge.
When water beads on the outside of the glass
And creates a ring on the counter.
But after a little while
The milk warms to the same temperature as the room.
It's not t...
I cant bring myself to look at you anymore
To meet the eyes I’d been so familiar with.
Eyes I’d grown up with are colder, stranger than before.
I don’t know who you are anymore.
Your knocking on my door but I cannot let you in.
The monster hangs behind you.
Hiding as it sinks into your back.
You offer support but your support isn’t supporting.
Instead it’s poisoning.
You offer comfort bu...
I reach for you in the dark
Finger tips brushing
I reach but yet I’m flinching away.
Uncertainty poisoning my brain.
The door to my mind is jammed
Too afraid to let you in.
Can you see the state I’m in.
I’m uncertain,
What if you hurt me?
After knowing me, seeing every bit of me
What if you’ll leave?
If I let you in
I lose control of being the person you think I am.
Who am I?
Will ...
As I look at the kid in the mirror I seen war torn eyes.
Something about them was just so tired, but yet those scared eyes still peered through the dark to see the light for others.
Poetic words spoken from their mouth to make others feel at peace, to find sense in but what about them?
Empathy seeping from their pores like the weeping of waterfalls, all for others but none for themselves.
...
If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it?
Would you rip it out my chest?
Would you take of the pain?
The glass shards of words that borrowed into my skin?
If you looked inside would you run and hide?
What you’d see would hurt your eyes
Leaving you blind.
Would you look at me the same
Or would you turn and walk away?
Like everyone else
Every other day.
Or w...
Mock me
Tease me
Use me as comedy
Act like it’s my fault.
You fell first
You said it first
Pin me with blame,
Narcissistic behavior
You are still at fault
As much as I am
Do whatever you you need to do
To make you feel bigger
Behind my back because you know
I’ll bite back
But you know he won’t
Punching bag
You treat him badly
Use me as a weapon
Deep down
Your ...
Cold water,
Cold eyes,
Cold words,
All make for a harsh winter.
I’m freezing
My limbs are shaking,
My minds in hase
I fight and fight
My heart grows colder
“Accept it” my mind whispers
“Accept the cold”
I fight
“Let it go and watch it walk away “
Limbs loosen
“Let it in”
I let it in
It still hurt and my body shook
Until finally, the chill stopped....
Mirror mirror on the wall
Why am I so insecure
I look in the mirror my stomach falls,
Too small waist, with large hips.
Small body
Baby face
Stare at me
They stare at me.
Call me names and fantasize.
When I look in the mirror I keep staring
Mirror mirror on the wall
I want them to see through my eyes...
Wishing and dreaming won’t get you anything , just like crying won’t make anyone come back after leaving.
What can I say there is no such thing as wishing stars.
Only balls of fire that burn till they explode and you will never see them break or look for them once they’ve disappeared.
You won’t notice when a few in a billion stars have burnt out but you’ll notice when the sun starts to set, th...