Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

thoughts (Remove filter)

Recent Comments

Marla Joy on Lions Land.
2 hours ago

Greg Freeman on Dominoes
2 hours ago

M.C. Newberry on Combe Gibbet
3 hours ago

Ian Whiteley on Citizens
3 hours ago

M.C. Newberry on Sashaying to Byzantium
3 hours ago

M.C. Newberry on IT AIN'T ME, BABE
3 hours ago

Auracle on Festive FM
4 hours ago

Tim Higbee on Grandfather
5 hours ago

TobaniNataiella on She Says Goodbye
6 hours ago

R A Porter on Sashaying to Byzantium
9 hours ago

rudely interrupted

It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night 

When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs

When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes 

And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface 

 

But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life 

When these mor...

Read and leave comments (0)

anxietydepressionfearhappyheartbreaklifelossLovemiserymistakespoetryrantingrealitythoughtsunhappyventingwords

3am

I'm lying awake at 3am

Why am I never intoxicated with positivity? 

Why aren't I a fountain of enthusiasm?

Why can't I see the euphemistic light in this unilluminated darkness?

 

I'm lying awake at 3am

All of my uncertainties are overwhelming 

The formidable anxiety I've become acclimated with seeps in through open wounds

And yet I've learned to find tranquility in this res...

Read and leave comments (3)

🌷(2)

3amaloneanxietiesanxietycant sleepcomfortablecontentmentdark nights alonedepressiondreamslifelonelinesslonelylovethoughtsworries

you will know

immatured hearts can not seperate love from simple infatution, nor understand the damage such lack of experience can create in ones life. it is motivated by ego & blinded by its need for attention.

matured hearts does not care for mindgames. they communicate. they know that love is playful, not childish. such hearts recognize love as a safe place. home. because love is loyal & trustwhorty. it d...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(1)

lovefree writingthoughtsheart

Thoughts about You

I remember the late nights I lay awake thinking about you.

Your smile
Your eyes
Your hair

The way you looked at me when I was heavily intoxicated.
You were laughing.
Not the “I’m sorry for you laughing”
But the genuine laughing.

(With a smile that could light up the world)

The memory makes me think we dated
But that’s a silly thought.
So many of my thoughts surrounded you.
It w...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(2)

free versepoempoetryindie farroughthoughtsthoughts that keep you awakelove

Thoughts.

Hypothetically speaking I want to be happy. & that is the only objective I'll pursue. Machination and epiphanies may aid in the constitution of strategies that'll supposively enable me to achieve delectation and felicity, But ultimately what makes you happy? Money, materials? - No. Not at all. Tangible goods can't remunerate and compensate for the emptiness of your soul. Possessions can only stren...

Read and leave comments (0)

guilty pleasuresguruHappinesslifephilosophysocialismsystemthoughts

Thoughts

It is an anti-climactical relapse into the repression and suppression of life. You'll be on a cloud of positivity held in the captivity of optimism. And then as if your minds been hit by a tun of bricks that indicate the euphemism of the candidness of reality. As you get older you realise that the higher you climb the further it is to fall, so you get indecisive between the fear of failure and the...

Read and leave comments (0)

🌷(2)

globalisationLifeparadoxthoughtsuniverseworld

Something to think about

Some people hold on to memories they never had and feelings they never felt, just to justify their existence. To all of them I say: cry when u have to, and leave depression to those with wounded souls.

 

                                                                                           Chino.

Read and leave comments (0)

thoughtssomething i wrotethings i think aboutmemoriesexistencepainpretending

First posting

Was feeling emotionl and wrote this, it felt good. 

London

When your thoughts run away with you,

The thoughts of what could have been run from you,

Regrets, false memories just out of reach,

The power of imagination is pain,

The power of emotion pushed us to change.

Read and leave comments (0)

poetrythoughtspainlove

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message