They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
who are you I stumbled without a sound You picked me up off the ground who are you and why am I drawn to you I went so long
By Meagan Southwick9 years ago in Poets
I can construct whole pictures, In a few simple words, Yet I am incapable of finding The right words to apologize to them with.
By Alyssa Clevenger9 years ago in Poets
Everything Hurts Breathing Speaking Seeing You So Happy While I've been chipped away To Nothing There's A Hole In My Chest
By Cassidy Wilson9 years ago in Poets
Long roads Headlights Stupid drunks Rough nights We see people come and go all the time It's the one that stayed That stays on my mind
By Nyx9 years ago in Poets
Rose petals on the ground Your emotions running around You see darkness I see love You feel hopeless yet I'm your strength
By Jormeka meade9 years ago in Poets
You were supposed to stay forever, not until death do us part, I was always meant to go first. I sit here looking at the lifeless bee on the windowsill,
By Fierce Sister9 years ago in Poets
She stands, stands staring, at a future that is no more. A broken wreckage of Metal, Glass, and doors. Inside the shattered pieces of her heart across the seat.
By Karen Cordes9 years ago in Poets
He doesn't bother to check in on her often anymore, but she doesn't care. She takes whatever crumbs he tosses her way. She always has and she always will, cause she loves him.
By Jessica Rasile9 years ago in Poets
Dear, you, Heartbreaker, silent leaver, Soul sucker, life taker You know who you are, You know why I write to you, Not for you,
By Steph Sinclair9 years ago in Poets
You're a pale sliver in the night now, a wavering line of moonlight and stardust, lingering in glassy fragments atop the rumpled surface
By Teyana Jackson9 years ago in Poets
A sudden rush of unknown freedom. A trip far enough away not to care. In one last gasp of teenage spirit I reached out, and I held her there.
By Destiny Smith9 years ago in Poets
Splitting inside, Going insane Testing the lies, living in pain Alone in the woods, hear me now Calling to you, without a sound
By Chris Gingerich9 years ago in Poets
