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 719° 
Quinn Adaire
I can’t
I can’t
I can’t
But I will
Do I even have a choice?
 358° 
Lost
I DON’T WANT ANYTHING
I JUST WANT
TO BE LEFT ALONE

I RESENT THAT YOU CARE

LET ME GO AND
TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
SO I CAN FIND MY PEACE

I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU

BUT IT’S AWFUL HARD
NOT TO GET YOU CAUGHT
IN MY CROSSFIRE OF PAIN

SO LEAVE ME ALONE

YOU’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT WORRYING ABOUT ME

AND I’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT HAVING TO RESTRAIN MY URGES
FOR YOUR SAKE

I COULD FINALLY MELT INTO MY ILLNESS
DRIPPING INTO ONE ANOTHER
UNTIL I’M UNRECOGNIZABLE

LET

ME

GO

PLEASE

YOU’D BEST BE ON YOUR WAY
OFF IN A SEPARATE DIRECTION
TOWARD BETTER THINGS AND PEOPLE

BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF FIGHTING
SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU KNOW
AND I’D LIKE TO REST SOON
It must be the strychnine
that's tickling
the back of my throat,
he said,
putting his coat on and
laughing
on the other side of his
face.
 237° 
Najla
To be kissed
by your eyes

To be touched
by your voice

To be held
by your lips

To be tangled
by your hair
 235° 
Kelly McManus
People say their free
while they bow and grovel to
some hierarchy

                         Kelly McManus
 148° 
Sehar
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
______________

even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
 145° 
Kristine
Sitting on my room
Avoiding people
That surrounds me
Excludes myself
Especially to the people
That causes great pain
And Agony in my heart.
I want to go to the place
Where I can unwind
And refresh my mind.
My mind is in great havoc
And I want to remove all these in a second
I want someone could talk to me,
Could understand me,
Couldn’t judge me.
I know my mistake
I want to let these out
I know everybody would suggest talking to God
I know what to do
But I became guilty every time I pray
Want to hear an edible voice
But I couldn’t hear any voice
I know that my faith
Is in the state of crisis
That anytime from now
May cause bankruptcy
And worse is lost.
 123° 
Jena Tapia
I crave the gentle feel of your hand on my thigh.
Just that simple sensation.
No words needing say.
Just you and I.
But you gave it all away.
In the harshest kind of lie.
So I sit with this craving I cannot deny.
Knowing it's something I must contain.
 90° 
Sophia
" Cut yourself"

Just a cut
Just a scratch
"What's that mark?"
"It was the cat."
Just an excuse
Just a lie
"What's with all the bracelets?"
" Just fashion, why?"
Just a tear
Just a scream
" Why were you crying?"
"Just a bad dream."
But it's not just a cut, or a tear, or a lie
It's 'just one more' until you die
this poem is about me
 89° 
Chelsea
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
 85° 
Sarah Spencer
You see the slump in my shoulders
the way I carry myself
the burdens of boulders
that threaten my health.

When you ask what's wrong
I pull up my guard
don't want your pity or sad song
won't tell you why life's hard.

So if you want to know
I'll bottle it inside
wrap up all remains in a black bow
and tell you I'm fine.
By Jennifersoter Ezewi

I call you a country of dignity
You called me a people of nothingness.

Wherewithal thy glory
Which makes you a story?

Could it be that the vows made
To our heroes past were vain?

Singing feign
On an empty fame.

Oh nation
So great:

Let thy glory come
To shunt the story scoffs.
 80° 
Holocene
eat my words
let them tear you apart

sleep with my words
haunting you into a nightmare

I will wake you up

nothing but me
there's no one but me
 78° 
Butch Decatoria
Needles to threadbares.
Old Chinese secret blood-map.
Porcupine-poultice.
 74° 
Varsha K
From here to you I say
Writing is your healing,
Never let it get away.
The community of lovers, hurts, addicts, wonderers & wanderers.
 74° 
Theia
the moon pulls
our love's tide

today
your sea
flowed into me

you dug
a little deeper

your essence
became me
 71° 
Wander
I'm rocking with the mountain sides,
I'm rattling with the desert snakes,
I'm dancing the many dances around me.
I can hear the song of the leaves crunching,
Listen close to the wind whistling,
Can you hear it too?
 71° 
Lamar Cole
Little Jenna was playing outside in a California city.
When out of the wooded area came a pretty kitty.
She went to pet the kitty with the arched back.
Her dad sprinted to get rid of the bobcat.
Like he was running Olympic track.
 68° 
Matt Shaw
A tiny shell is traced by an even tinier ghost
Ringing free in foamy black
She runs along the convex structure
Moving like a drop of water
Running like a rivulet.
 67° 
A
one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g
Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.
 66° 
Anya
Today my friend told me
I was acting strange
I gave her the
excuse
of a sugar high
But really,
...
I was just being
myself
 62° 
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
 61° 
Kurt Philip Behm
Outside the backdrop of the given world,
the emptiness fled
And deep in the recesses of what’s never to be,
contradiction fed
Far beyond meaning and stated intent,
all reasons turned to dust
With nothing to prove and less to embrace
—the laugh at last on us

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
 56° 
Masha Yurkevich

I wouldn't want to live forever.
Forever seems too much.
Too much pain and
too much sadness.
Too much work and
not enough happiness.

But there is one thing I would like to do forever,
and that is

L O V E

For I do not think that it is possible
to love
too much.

 54° 
Amanda Jane
mental illness is the
most expensive thing
i've ever owned but
never wanted
05/30/2016
 51° 
Sofia Hinojosa
it's weird how you'll talk to the one that broke you,
but you can't talk to the one you broke.
 50° 
silentwoods
the difference between seeking to find me and seeking to stumble into me is the guarantee of only one of those.
 49° 
B J Truax
She was a throw away girl.
The one that was used.
She was a throw away girl.
So many times abused.
She was a throw away girl.
 46° 
Cameron Banowsky
this storm is breaking
it tears down these walls.
for the first time
someone will break the fall.

this is desire.
it's in us all.
so speak out your fire.
go make all your calls.

i will be standing.
I will not fall.
I am no liar.
I am just flawed.
Now I can face the truth:
this was your fault.
I am not blaming you.
I'm moving on.

I just took a moment to write you this song.
to my mother.
 46° 
timothy johnson
runaway from the pain
cut my wrist in the rain
silver birds fly away
i know death is a shame
especially when they have fame
who am i? just a name
we are one in the same
both heartache and pain
you make me feel some kinda way
but i cut my veins
to send endorphins to my brain
 46° 
Donall Dempsey
SA DERNIÈRE NUIT SUR TERRE

Lipstick kiss
on glass & cigarette.

The cigarette
still smoking itself.

Curtains billow into the room
as the night sets sail.

Moonlight slides
over rocks.

The music sticks on a scratch
adrift on a sea of shellac.

The music stutters.

It appears as if she
has just left the room

or is just about to
return?

The clock gives time
a good ticking off.

It is a long way
down.

A seagull
screams.
 44° 
Audrey
A poet is no more than a person
A mother
A daughter
A lover  
Someone needing release
Or someone needing to recover


It’s the art they create when that ball of ink or stick of led dances on the canvas they so perfectly prepared.
And when the end result and their purpose become perfectly paired.
 44° 
Noni Winters
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
 42° 
Ghostfeather
I want to need what I never wished for.
I long for a shred of normalcy at last,
I don't desire knowledge that will make me want more,
I dream about never living in the past.

Silly you.

You will take what you get, and learn to like it.
there is no "normal" you will ever find in this living-torment,
you will be cursed to know everything and fight it,
in all your previous lives, without remembering a single moment.
 41° 
Evan
Smiling in delight.

Smiling in sorrow.

What's the difference?

You can't tell.
 40° 
Yggy
I spent all this time
waiting for forgiveness,
Yet it was I
who needed to let go.
 38° 
Blckstr
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
 37° 
Ghost of Jupiter
like a sigh let loose
on a frigid winter's night

your love escaped me
in a cloud of vapor

leaving me hollow and breathless
alone
out in the cold
 37° 
Jack
I'm jealous of the rain
It gets close to you
Closer than I ever will
It touches your skin
It combs your hair
It comes when you're sad
It stays when you're happy
I love you but you don't love me
So I say
I'm jealous of the rain
Sorry I haven't written anything as of late. I have been really busy with school. I really hope you enjoy.
Edit: thanks for the comments the original song is Jealous by Labirinth
 36° 
FloydBrandon
You’ll never know love so strong,
Or much,
As the things that fit in your palms,
Wider than galaxies,
Brighter than stars in our eyes,
Wonder of skies,
When gravity’s a force you can touch
but you’re scared you could break it,
And love’s so real you can’t fake it.
My second daughter was born yesterday and she’s more perfect than my words can describe. Love ya to bits Bright Eyes.
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