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Destani McKee May 2015
Lost and thrown away
you know were better were better than that
Cause we are.....the strays
Destani McKee May 2015
if i could relive one moment, i would relive our last kiss.
but this time, i would hold you tighter
i would run my hands through your hair
and bite your lip
i would kiss you longer
with more passion
i would make it worthwhile
i would make sure you never forget it
and maybe this time
i would be able to make you stay
Destani McKee May 2015
dont say you care
then turn around and walk away
dont ask if im alright
then not listen to the answer
dont offer to hang out
then text other girls the whole time
dont mess with my emotions
and act like you dont know what youre doing
dont lead me on
then wonder why i cant get over you
dont do this to me again
because you already broke me once
Destani McKee May 2015
I love you
But I don't
I go through each day trying to decide
how to feel towards you
I want to have you hold me forever
but I'm afraid to fall again
You are no help either
Sending mixed signals
treating me like a queen
then turning around and doing the same for her
and her
and her
and her
I want you to move on
and be happy
but I want you all to myself
I love you
But I don't
So confused
Destani McKee Apr 2015
I don't  know what to do with myself
my eyes have lost their sparkle
my smile has fallen
my step has lost its spring
my laugh is all but gone
my arms are empty
my heart is cold
my soul is dark
I am falling apart without you
please come back to me
please
Destani McKee Apr 2015
Her parents thought she was a failure. Her classmates thought she was a freak. Society thought she was ****** up. Her best friend thought she was amazing, and beautiful. Everything her best friend said to build her up was destroyed a million times over. For every 'beautiful' she got 10x more 'uglies'. For every 'wonderful' 20x more 'failures'. Her best friend could never keep her up for long. So he girl fell. Down, down, down. Into a pit of darkness. She couldn't get out of it, so she ended it. The pain, the sadness, the darkness. Now she's floating on clouds, looking down at the friend she left behind. Watching her break, crash, and be consumed in despair. She weeps, knowing she should be down there helping her. But she can't. All she can do is watch as her friend prepares the chair, and hangs he rope. Watch as her body swings, and her soul flies up to join hers. Two girls-broken beyond belief. Forgotten and abandoned by the world. Truly tragic.
Destani McKee Apr 2015
Burning wrist
Burning thighs
Burning eyes
Burning soul
I am on fire...
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