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 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Brooke Benway
i always feel this constant need to be relevant,
to have people noticing me
or talking about me,
i want to be on everyone's mind
and, when i'm not, i feel like
i'm going to fall off
the face of the earth
with no one to pick me up
when i'm broken and bruised,
no one to care
because i'm not relevant enough
to be known,

it's this sinking feeling in my stomach
that makes me feel like i'm not good enough,
that people don't actually like me,
so i fall into these moods
where i feel as if i annoy everyone
and i know i shouldn't be clingy,
and i hate myself for it every second,

but i can't help that i feel so alone in this world
that i need the attention of others,
to feel alive again,
to see color in my own black and white world
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Death-throws
Call me drunk,
But im stumbling sober.
Call me mad,
But ive allways been alone.
In the end I'll  be dead  by late october,
I hope my soul wanders  far from home
I have everything i ever wanted and i still  hate myself
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
archwolf-angel
Her
An ordinary girl
In the reflection she sees
Playing roles accordingly
Facades to please society

Never thought she would matter
Or even cause a stir
Because she had always been told
You are a wallflower

Never saw her own beauty
Never could believe
Because she had always been made to feel
You are not worth it

But it was her labelled flaws
That he saw as attractive features
That was when she started to truly think
*You are a beautiful creature
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
ren
Does it send shivers down your spine
When I tell you I feel purpose
Bleeding from the hand you use
To cling to mine?

Do you memorize the sky's particular shade of dusty blue
The cracks in the cement beneath your high top shoes,

Do you know how much I feel when I look at you?
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Bas Aeon
How i wish our words travel.
Till the edge of the world.
Without vanishing.
Then what will those words be?
To make promises that won't fade.
Let's say it on the count of three.
Your wish may come true to some degrees.
I no longer cannot see the eyes of this.
Since when and why?
I don't know.
Where the point rain starts and ends.
Where the rainbow begins and ends.
Place where my life fades.
I've always believe that
There's something i've been chasing.
One day we'll go.
Where all living creatures have never been.
Unprecedented, unexplored sentiments.
Double
Triple
Fourth
Fifth dimension stops me but i still see you.
I want to meet you.
Chase your name.
Imprint your image to my head
The thin red line that connects us
Will find its way to cross our path.
One day i will know who is connected to my thin red line. - Tres20
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
GuiseOfALoner
What could be more romantic
than the rain?
It whispers words of love
I longed to yearn.
Out-pours noises
secluding me away from time.
Runs these tingling sensations
like a lover on my side.

Whilst I grabbed
a cup of coffee,
I could travel my words
like music.
With every droplets,
the rain calls my name.
Sayin' love my dear
isn't made for free.
It's rainy season, and you're single. Oh well, let's make some poems.
 Nov 2016 Old Soul
Tark Wain
I wonder about the rain
A good deal more than any sane person should

The way it falls
the inevitably of it
down
down
down
and then
crash
And just like that
It's as if it never existed

What if we're all just raindrops
falling for what mistakably
seems like forever
and then
boom
nothing
the only thing left
being the size of our splash

Memories become
molecules we happen pick up along the way

It must be hard
when you're falling
to think of anything but the ground
who cares about where you fell from
or the places you've transversed
when the only thing in front
is solid asphalt

What I'm saying is
What if we're just raindrops
inevitably falling
and if that's a fact that will never change
what good does it do
to overthink
to stress
to doubt yourself

When in the end
we're all just a splash on the pavement
i dont look for you anymore
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