anna91423

It's been too long since I published a piece here so a quick write just to get myself going again. Predictable theme of fear of adulthood and reality.

A poem written the morning after a party before anybody else was awake...

A poem my ex will never see.

Because all the things I can't tell him, I can tell microsoft word. Another poem I won't be showing my ex.

A memory of less significance than I had hoped.

First poem I've published on here in ages.

I thought my house was made of bricks,But instead it's made of glass,It only took one stone to teach me,That nothing good will last.A tiny crack from tip of roof,Soon ...

We're on the same boat, him and me,I watch the faraway land draw closer,He strains to watch what once was across the vast sea,Neither of us see the other,Because neither ...

We stand a little closer every day, so close now that I can see every tiny crevice and line formed when you slowly smile at me. But still I ...

Once there was a girl walking home, with a smile and a laugh and eyes that glowed. Surrounded by friends and a phone always beeping, full of energy she wassinging, ...

just happened.I didn’t mean it to.You told me you liked methen my lips were on you.Kissing.Wish I could press rewind.Shouldn’t lead you on.Just a bit of fun,I didn’t mean to ...

Fuck you Inspiration,I don't want to wait.I'm writing a poemand there'll be no debate!I've stared at the stars by nightAnd the clouds every daybut is seems that every beautyrefuses to ...

"Stare at the stars, their impeccable design. Then, you shall see evidence for the divine." So when it turns dark I search my window for signs, but see only my ...

I thought I’d escaped you this time, but you’re chasing my thoughts today. I keep trying to run away and keep finding the starting line. It feels ...

It all started in the English class room, your desk in front of mine. In front of mine. Then you turned to look at me, your smile so shy. So ...

You make it impossible to stay,But even harder to leave,I'm desperate to fly away,If you'd only set me free.I'm sick of these four walls,I need a change of scenery,But there's ...

Always second bested,winner of the consolation prize,gold medal is a stranger,but second place is mine.I know I could do far worse,yet when I see that finish line,there is nothing that ...

Twirling is underestimated. Music plays and I begin to twirl, my skirt billowing around me, your laughter filling my ears, and I can believe we’re free when I dizzily fall ...