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Today
is my birthday
Today has finally come.
15, folks.
14 no more.
Today is the day I can enjoy myself,
and look back at another painful yet good year.
Today
is my birthday.
The countdown is over.
This day has just begun,
THIS IS GONNA BE A HELL OF A TIME
lets go
4-19-16
Compromise?
Yes :)
Conclusion?
Its complicated
Relationship?
Kinda
Happy?
Actually...yes :)
And her?
I think so
What next?
Live like there is no tomorrow
And her?
Love me as best she can, for as long as she can
Plans for the future?
Still get married, move to canada, have kids, grow old together and die in each others arms
We figured things out, sorry for the scare guys
Nicole Feekes Dec 2015
The bricks lined up
Like jigsaw pieces
Every step I take
Was not my decision
My thoughts are so reckless
I’m afraid of my conclusions
All questions in my head
Are left with no solutions,
I hold faith in the hands of a stranger,
I pray I’ll be led away from danger,
I know I’m supposed to be where I am
But for how long can I trust these hands?
Leah Anne Oct 2015
Maybe I am just pushing it too hard,
Holding on to that faded chance that this might work out.
And maybe this might really work out if he tried,
But he's not really trying at all.
...
September 29, 2015. 2:37 am
Zead Sep 2015
<3
lifestyles and culture
political stance and war
funerals at last
celey Jul 2015
when you run your fingers
along the lengths of mine
like that,
you always
almost
have me a fool for you
but no.
because it's already happened
that you looked at me
with so much attentiveness
in your eyes,
so much intent
in your gestures
actions,
i believed you were listening
but you weren't.
you were simply just looking
looking at
"something too good for me," you said
i have never wanted
you to be one of the likes
i despise most in this world
the selfish.
but it was then that
i've come to the conclusion;
selfishness is because
of sometimes beautiful
and reasons worth being selfish over,
sometimes not.
i know this because i decided
to be selfish myself
and not to tell you
to act on your feelings
for i was scared
and i allowed myself to be selfish
on account of that fear,
keeping my love for you to myself.
Lizzie Jun 2015
This is my conclusion
We’re all in an illusion
Our minds go blank
Our thinking tanks
Have just refreshed forgotten.

By some imagination
All our thoughts are rationed
I believe
We’re deceived
A separate dimension.

What I’m saying has been said
What you’re reading has been read
There is no original
All we do is fictional
Our existence is a fantasy.

‘Uh-huh, sure, totally’
You think this is just poetry
I hope you realize
It’s your own demise
But you never will believe me.
Julia Aubrey Mar 2015
what if we could grasp things in our hands..?
I don't mean plain, concrete items,
I mean what if we could grasp the memories, the changing of the seasons,
and the people we love into one little item?
how long could we contain it inside such a microscopic view of abstract
morals and views?
how about that titian leaf lying around in the pile near your door?
go and pick it up.
what do you feel, hear, smell, see, perhaps even taste in the moment?
I think that in that moment when our minds have come to a conclusive point about the values grasped into something so simple,

we can hold it.

(j.a.r.)
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