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hannah miller May 17
it keeps coming
the fights, the arguments
u scream the worst things one could hear
u make my insides twist and gnaw at themselves
u make my insides want to eat me whole
u make me feel that pathetic
and then
u come to my room at night
and try to make everything alright
and everytime
my low ******* self worth
thinks everything's actually alright
and falls back into your arms.
hannah miller May 17
fleeting.
sailing away into the sunset
soaring through crimson skies
whispered secrets in the stillness
solicitous beams of sunlight shimmering on a surface
a gentle echo of laughter in a quiet room
a delicate hand resting on your own
a shared glance in a crowded room
a fragile smile
all fleeting.

as the morning light dissipates
notice the silence.
the hollowness when they are gone
the absence of color, of warmth

the fleeting inevitably fades
a quiet echo of what was
and the cold certainty of what is

perhaps, a glimpse
into the precarious nature of such fragile affections
the transient nature of such emotions is what petrifies me
hannah miller May 17
i soar through cherry skies
not a single problem ever reaches my eyes
i am light.
weightless
i revel in the blue eyes that give me flight
they are wings of the purest hue

a love never lost, always stays true.

the wind, it whispers in my ear,
of futures painted,
life without fear.

the world below,
a hazy, distant hum
oh finally, /my/ kingdom come.

and in the soar,
i must sing.
a melody,
that the heavens bring.
hannah miller Apr 18
why
why did you come along and try to fix me?
i told you
i leave scars wherever i go.
and now im even more broken than before
dont give a drowning person a taste of fresh air.
do you ever feel like
that nasty little pin getting in everyone's shoes?
observing them hide the wince of pain,
putting on a big smile, being strong for you.
you watch the tinge of blood ooze out of their toe.
they tell you everything's fine.
but then,
why are your hands the ones that are ******?
my therapist told me,
'don't blame yourself'
maybe that will work for you too?
hannah miller Mar 26
her
I love you endlessly,
I always will,
For I do not know anything else.
I do not know a world where i have not loved you and you have not hurt me.
27th mar 25
happy birthday love
hannah miller Mar 19
ever feel
like a brat? so unfair,
like you'd trade it all? live bare
give up your bed, hit the streets.
to justify your hurt; make it feel complete?

you see,
we know we shouldn't feel this way.
food to eat, a place to stay.
is it selfish to want a break?
a moment of peace
for goodness sake?

or maybe i'm just a soul too deep
a secret i'm trying to keep.
i promise i'm not an entitled brat, that isn't me.
im just a person, with an endless ache, trying to justify my misery.
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