May 26

hard to deal with, hard to please
it's all your fault, you can't be teased
pick pick pick

too antsy, too anxious
always scared and always asking
to be scared less
pick pick pick
pick your skin away
until you bleed and bleed for

you cry, and whine
its like you're baked in it all the time
you sob, and you pray
is it because the clouds didn't do enough of it today?
pick pick pick

the thoughts come, and evil they are
worming their way into your apple core
how deep does it seed? the idea of doubt?
anxiety and fear
it's all wearing you out
pick pick pick,
i pick my skin away,
and i'll pick it all off
until I bleed for days

i had a panic attack today so I picked at myself again
Picking petals
Sep 30, 2014

Picking petals
like you picked apart
my heart.
each piece drifts
to the ground
You loved me,
you love me not.

Petal by petal.
Piece by piece.
Till nothing's left
but a vacant stem,
an empty vessel.
Left to wither away
never can be whole again,
can't get back what's been taken.
You loved me.
You love me not.

I envy the flower,
for while it dies
after being picked and torn
to peices.
I survive,
these injuries won't kill me
but I'll never be the same.
so i'll continue picking petals
You loved me.
You love me not.

#love   #heart   #break   #flower   #unrequited   #petals   #wither   #picking  
Mike Hauser
Mike Hauser
Mar 13, 2013

I started out this morning

Not intending to write a trilogy

One subject that I failed to pick

Is right in front of me

Keeping the air waves free of debris

Is why I dig so deep

It's better to pick what's between my eyes

Than what's behind between my cheeks

picking daisies on the run
Mar 26

picking daisies on the run
climbing trees and baking buns
holding hands with love fine-spun
another day to face the sun

X Kid
X Kid
Jan 10

No one human can fully understand another, but it's the ones who, despite knowing this fact, carry on trying to get as close an understanding as they can that we need to identify and keep close to us, always.

- XK

#love   #depression   #life   #heart   #sadness   #death   #lust   #flowers   #thoughts   #you  
See Holmes
See Holmes
Jun 16, 2013      Jun 17, 2013

"I'm sure we were meant
to grow this uneven,
a seesaw of sorts
with me down
ever crawling up."

We can love like this...

"I'm sure we were meant
to love and to lose,
a flash of something
beautiful and
noteworthy only
because of its extinction."

I shouldn't hold on to you so...

but dammit,
I'm still calling
you mine.

(seeing you hold on to him,
it's time to let go)
Lauren Ashley
Lauren Ashley
Apr 8, 2011

she placed her fingers upon the seed of distrust
so distraught was her own intoxicated mind
he didn't find her beautiful, he loved her not
he wasn't there to define her boundary lines
she placed her hand around the bottle's curves
hope put in a better place that satisfaction finds
knowledge that someone would find her beautiful
knowing that someone would love her at least for tonight

To comment on this poem, please log in or create a free account
Log in or register to comment