You hung my heart up
just like you hang up
that picture of her.
-i still feel the nails.
red like pure love
green like pure hope
you give me both endlessly.
-my best friend.
"it is okay to give up sometimes."
the problem is
it doesn't feel okay.
-giving up.
i surrender.
but that doesn't mean
i stop fighting.
-difficult to beat.
Humans are like flowers
grow up slowly and yet so fast
bloom and live
Die either gracefully or with your head on the ground.
-life.
I feel like air sometimes
so light and so important
but so incidental forgotten.
-living is hard.
i want to be loved
so badly
that i forget
that i am already are.
-S-R-L-A-J and V. Thank you.
the saddest part about us is
that there was never an "us".
-acceptance
sometimes music isn't just music.
-lover, best friend, enemy, soulmate, ex-love.
I feel the way I'm
looking at you.
I feel the way you
looking at her.
it is the same.
-but more painful, you know.
I know nothing.
but nothing is sometimes
too much.
-teenage years.
i don't know how to live.
i don't know how to die.
i don't know how to be sad.
i don't know how to be happy.
-what do i know?
YOU ARE READING
teenage thoughts
Poetrylittle poems written by a little woman in a little world full of sadness and happiness, laughter and tears, pain and healing and so much more Go find yourself in these. Make them yours.
