paragraphs

elmina

it’s 11 o’clock and the sun grew wary,

drawing away leaving us all in dark dreary.

and I had no phone nor tablet to turn to,

and the only thing left was a laptop, i knew.

went on the social with a bird so sweet,

scrolling with sad music reading the latest tweets.

feeling so broken because life became a chore,

so much to the point where living was a bore.

feeling my tears seep onto my skin on my face,

dribbling down my chin in the shadows with no trace.

i thought about my friends and how they have saved me,

i thought about how i needed to set them free.

paragraphs upon paragraphs were written tonight,

paragraphs with only my laptop light.

paragraphs upon paragraphs to make another smile,

paragraphs upon paragraphs until my inbox was a pile.

paragraphs upon paragraphs of compliments and self grate,

paragraphs upon paragraphs with no ill fate.

and when all was typed and sent away,

12 pm hit and on was another day.

and the girl who had tears dribble down her cheeks,

finally broke down sobbing for the first time in weeks.

becausing knowing how many hearts were touched that night,

it encouraged her to not give up on her own fight.

  • Author: elmiina (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2019 10:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: last night, i spent an hour typing paragraphs to some people i loved, and knowing how carefully made they were all crafted to be. knowing that the next morning, i woke up to so many happy responses. it shows that no matter how sad or broken you are, sometimes making others happy makes you find your purposes, makes you happy and keep going. never forget that. ily all.
  • Category: Sad
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