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Chiara Jan 2020
Into the night I wander,
It's darkness that I seek.
I want to escape the thoughts
That are nearly drowning me.
But even the pitch black night
Cannot block out the things
I think about each night
And that haunt me in my dreams.
Toxic yeti Feb 2019
I remember
My grampa’s birthday
Celebration
Ran light
It was a clear summer
Night.
So I decided to
Stargazing
And noticed the super moon
I run
Running hoping
To take of
Like a Boeing
From this ****** planet
To the heavens
For I would be free.
s Willow Jan 2019
The old crystal cript,
dead and bare trees
line the path of bones.
Doorways and windows
glow red
And
expelling Blue fire.
Dreams run.
Demons escape
and joins
the mortals.
Casper Dec 2018
She loved me
And will love me
So for ever.
I pictured her,
There in her room
As she spoke,
Looked now at the dress,
At the veil
She was to wear tomorrow,
Then turned away.
If I had known
The last gift
I’d give to her
Would be a white doe,
I’d have given her more.
She did not smile,
She cried.
I do but speak the truth,
If you will have it.
Will you want
Such an old story?
She died in my arms
And nobody ever knew
She died before tomorrow.
Casper Dec 2018
I wrote you,
Several long letters,
Convincing proof,
Of the love,
I escaped.
af Oct 2018
the plane delivers a rumble from ahead
its comforting knowing you aren't alone
I wonder if they see me as a dot in my
tiny apartment, on the balcony thinking
I wonder if anyone on that flight is in the same
position as me, escaping in air away from their life

my life is bittersweet,
like leaving your childhood home
there's never been a home for me.
there's been family which I hold soft in my heart
like a delicate jewel,
but there's theres no sense of permanent belonging
in the 5 different places I've lived

I look to the sky, feel the thunder from the
life changing transportation
I wish to be in one of those seats,
taking me to new experiences,
a different life.
I can't wait to escape my childhood
Sabila Siddiqui Aug 2018
In the midst of escaping
I no longer knew who I was.
Radhika Lusted Aug 2018
Down down below me
A place with no hope
Where all that can find me
Is this unwinding rope

In a place filled with darkness
We’re all trapped in the pain
From the cuts in our skin
To the thoughts in our brains

But one day in life
When we all come to die
The shadows of death
Take us into the sky

To a place where we're freed
From this life that we've shaped
And we're finally given
The chance to escape
This poem emphasies the figmentation in our brains when we are in our depression and feel almost as if we literally cannot escape.
I apologise if this upsets anyone, there is always help out there and i am always here to talk <3
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