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 Jul 2 eliana
Elena Rosi
Falls.
Never gets up.
Falls.
Pretends it doesn’t hurt.
Falls.
Too much pride to accept.
Falls.
Stops trying— stays alert.

Falls. Falls. Falls.
And
Still
We
Get
Up
Again.
 Jul 2 eliana
Elena Rosi
False
                Evidence that  
                Appears to be
Real.

F
E
A
R
 Jul 2 eliana
LL
just because they gave
more than you did
doesn't mean they gave
their all — like you did
2025/102
Since you left me
I have learned to cry again
I'd forgotten how.
 Jul 2 eliana
Daniii
Aprende,
pero no con la boca llena de teorías,
sino con el corazón roto en la práctica.

Aprende,
porque la vida no es un libro,
es una herida abierta que se escribe con sangre
y se borra con lágrimas.

¿Quieres verdad?
Aquí tienes una:
el mundo no te debe nada,
y el amor tampoco.

Tú puedes darlo todo,
y aún así quedarte con las manos vacías…
porque amar no garantiza ser amado,
y ser sincero no te salva del engaño.

A veces,
la gente que más quieres
es la que más te deja caer.

Y a veces,
te das cuenta demasiado tarde
de que el tiempo no espera,
ni cura,
ni vuelve.

Hay un doble filo en cada alma:
el que sueña
y el que se resigna.
El que espera
y el que se rompe por esperar.
El que perdona
y el que se desgasta perdonando.

Y tú,
tú no estás exento.
Tú también eres filo,
tú también has herido.

Pero también has sentido el golpe frío de la verdad
cuando nadie te defendió.

También has querido gritar y no pudiste,
llorar en silencio para no parecer débil,
y fingir sonrisas mientras te morías por dentro.

La vida no es fácil,
ni debe serlo.
Porque lo fácil no transforma,
lo cómodo no enseña,
y lo superficial no deja huella.

Duele, sí.
Pero lo que duele, te despierta.
Lo que arde, te forja.
Lo que te parte, te revela.

Y al final,
cuando todas las máscaras caen
y el alma queda desnuda,
entenderás que lo importante
no fue nunca la victoria…
sino la batalla que libraste contigo mismo.

Derechos de autor ©️

~Daniii
 Jul 2 eliana
Liana
"And I notice you go like this a lot"
He says
He's demonstrating the pinching and slapping of my arm I frequently do
I thought no one noticed...
But he did

Tears roll down my cheeks
I'm so grateful
So lucky
And then I notice he's writing something down
And I hear him talking about a plan
A plan to train my dog to help me
He's going to do it

Someone I know
Would do that

Someone that knows my flaws
Traumas
Scars
Would do that

And for the next 30 minutes
I just sit there
Wiping off my tears as they come
Wondering how I got so lucky
Wondering how I survived before
And I wish he was there in person
Not just over call
Because I wanted to run up to him
And give him the biggest hug

He said I deserved one
I cried then too
I sobbed
He has no idea how much he means
How I would climb to the moon
To make him smile

And he says he hates his body
He says he looks like a girl
But I just look at him and wonder how anyone could hate that
How could anyone hate that?
But I can't say anything
Because everyone will start their chants
"Liana and __ sitting in a tree..."

And yes it's kind of pathetic
I only have one person in my state I feel comfortable calling
Only one I want to talk to
But I couldn't ask for anyone better
Because he's everything wonderful left in this world
And I can not thank him enough
For even just existing
And giving a **** about me
Genuinely
Hit the breaks, no room for mistakes,
feeling like the world's about to quake.
Caught between the choices I've made,
lost in stormy weather on an abandoned lake.

No directions— no clear route to take,
so many choices — afraid which to make.
This literally took my 30 minutes to make…… i am so exhausted today…
 Jul 2 eliana
Elena Rosi
I'm not depressed
I'm not depressed.
Is it too complex?
I just need solace...

I just had a bad day
Just had a bad week.
There's always a way,
But sometimes I'm weak.

I know how to smile,
I've done it through pain.
But walking on fire
is not really a gain.

If I don't eat,
It's cause' I don't wan to.
If I lay down,
It's cause' I want to.

If I draw and not write
If I watch and not talk.
Doesn't mean I'm not right.
I can stop running, and walk.

I'm living life, I fall.
But that doesn't mean
I'm not giving it my all.
Feeling sad or weird a couple days, doesn't mean I'm depressed. Give it a break. Do what you want. Then come back to life. That's my plan :)
 Jul 2 eliana
ProfMoonCake
A familiar longing haunts me,
for a face I've never seen,
a body I've never held
and a mind I've never known.
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