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 790° 
Janry Purplebuilt
Sometimes the questions
are already the answers.
 410° 
elna
i feel trapped in me
maybe dying will set me free
but im not ready for the guilt yet
so maybe i'll just get f*cked up
and forget about my regrets
maybe i'll be fine one day
but i don't count on it
i turned this into a song and this is just the chorus :)
 385° 
I'll call her snow
Cigarette smoke lingers in her mouth as she reaches for a glass of red wine

Sweat beads fall down Her faded sari as She forms countless chapathi

she lounges
She works
experiences and observations
 350° 
Mike Steele
My my hey hey,
you blew your brain
out and went away.
I felt depressed and alone
in a way.

Hey hey my my
I guess a selfish suicide.
How your daughter must
cry. Hey hey my my

The flame went out but
your not forgotten.
I still play your music often.
The king of Grunge you'll always
be. Keep the place in history.
 283° 
Cierra Norman
dew worms & mayflies
                            
                              grounding in the garden at midnight
          fresh drizzle
                lost a little
           and no surprise

the trash hasn't been taken out yet

           a kitchen cabinet slams inside

is it that time?

                        lover washing dishes and I'm enjoying the outside

a different dimension
                                          I'm here to listen

and stay damp with dew worms & mayflies.
 209° 
Sky
I shouldn’t miss you this much.
I shouldn’t miss
our car rides,
your music,
the conversation.
I shouldn’t miss your company,
even when rain clouds lingered.
I shouldn’t miss you
for hurting me this way.
You knew it would hurt me
and you did it anyway.
I should be furious,
screaming in rage,

but I miss you.
A friend decided to cut me out of his life so that he wouldn’t hurt me, but that hurts me more than anything else could.
 146° 
Bow
there's a
cold

waking up
alone

not beside
her
not
beside him

wish I was there

it's a different kind of lonely
sleeping all alone
 114° 
Paula Putnam
Pain.
Torment.
Wanting to die.
Never wanting to be alive.
You can't see a good person in your life.
You feel disgusted.
You hate yourself more by the day.
You can't ever be happy because they won't let you.
You are blamed.
You are just a game.
You will never be loved.
Never be free.
You are forever gone.
So say goodbye.
To their precious little game.
 113° 
Lilly frost
What is give for his kind of love
The unconditional, irreplace, we're untouchable kind of love!
The keeps you breathing, only thing you'll be needing kind of love!
To be fair even in the freshest of air, to your kiss it cannot compare
To have you I can only imagine what we could do

But wait I must and wait I will
For weeks and days and hours
For years I'll pretend you stopped to pick up flowers
For you I will wait, for your love
That untouchable, irreplaceable, unconditional, can't get enough kind of love...
 108° 
Sophie bird
Gentleness is blood
swelling from a tongue
bitten over and over
in suppression
of the words that break bones
 103° 
BlueBird
Everywhere they touched me and branded me with their hurt,
You take your hands and pour them onto every inch of me
Saying the "Im sorry" they will
Never give me.
The "I love you" with meaning
And the warmth without the burn.
 94° 
Gray Ndiaye
beauty will only
show up in the mirror
once you liberate yourself
from the solitary confinement
of your mind

....give it time
 88° 
Ineffable
Every kiss, beautiful
Every touch, blissful
Every moment, serene
Making the best,
Of every moment.
Proves to me,
This is us.
Making the most of our time is what we do.
I give a sign to you
        • • • •
               •
• – • •
                I FORGET LAST LETTER
        BUT STILL
I WANT TO SAY
        I NEED HEL // !!!
Ah, still forget the last letter.
WHERE YOUR HAND ??
         • • • •
                •
• – • •
Forget me !!!
HEL // !!!
 70° 
Aquilla
The prettiest flowers
Are often found
Wilting away
Hiding in crowds

~aquilla~
 67° 
Adeoye Favour I
The George of the Jungle
                  King Adventurer
      George of the jungle
Father of Wildlings!
Wild
 65° 
Anne
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
 63° 
Kd Pascual
Today, you can't cry
So you've put mascara on.
That's the strategy.
 59° 
Pyrrha
I keep getting told I'm not worth it
If I have such an expensive price tag on me
Someone tell me how much I cost
 55° 
Ray Dunn
let the sound of the music
drown out the check engine light
as your pulse beats to the drums
yolo
 55° 
Kayla
I wish my words would caress your soul
I want my heart to speak your language
I wish I could paint your mind sinful  
I want to put your brain onto a stage.

I try to yell mountains but you hear a hill
I try to paint waterfalls but you see streams
I yearn to dance the breeze yet you hear nill
I aim to preach worlds but its a distant dream.
 52° 
hannah
I would talk
But there's nothing to say
I would take you
But there's nothing to save
Short and edgy. Title is a Manson song.
 52° 
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.
 51° 
Liam
fault the summer air
that beckons the wafting spirit

fault the lightning bug
that flashes purity in the night

fault the music
that brings emotion to its knees

fault no fault but my own
He forgives me and that's cool.
Because he is he and I is I.
She is she,
and he is he.
She can kiss him.
Or he can kiss her.
Sincerely,
Te Vreden

© Clarissa van Vreden
 49° 
Amanda
HSC
i was always envious
of the women
with their **** together
their confidence unparalleled
their stable nature

but not anymore...
it wasn’t luck
that got them to the top

i saw their names
etched into the walls of hell
as i walked through,
and now i understand
why they always have painted nails
...
they’re hiding the charcoal
hades survivors club
 47° 
Lizzie Matthias
I look in the corner
There's a man in a chair
He stares at me, smiling weirdly
I smile back, waving happily
hehe that’s satan :3
 46° 
Donna
Think positive and
positive things will happen
Believe in yourself

❤️❤️❤️
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
 45° 
Sam Clemens
Where do they all go
the unspoken words
Do they melt, into nothingness
burning in the backs of our throats
Or delve into the blue deepness of our thoughts
a sunken treasure
I think they hitch rides
with the hopeless
and the heartbroken
Sitting heavy on shoulders

And I'm walking with the weight of the world
and I'm walking with the weight of the world
 44° 
Somon
When I first saw you,
I saw perfection.

When I got to know you,
I saw pain.

When I started loving you,
I saw strength.

Now...all that I see
Is what means everything to me.

What I see
Is the strength to go on.

What I see
Is the courage to do anything.

What I see
Is the love to be around anyone.

What I see
Is everything I need.
 42° 
Shane Roller
Your waspish smile
     Stings me
Like a hypocritical barb from a jaded glance
     A subtle trip, within a slow dance

Alas…

Your Poison ain’t what it used to be!
 41° 
Theia
on your last day
the sun was shining
and big white clouds ran across the sky

someone held you tight
and told you, "i love you"
admired you
and cherished you

on your last day
all of your love poured out

you inspired
and you soared
you lived
and you died

your love remains
always
 40° 
Aantari
"It's freezing but it's not even winter yet,
I'll just wrap myself with the cold duvet
That ought to keep me warm,
and I'll lay very still,
That way no one would see me as being alive

Oh, and I'll keep my wrists locked beside my hips,
Eyes glued shut,
Legs ******* together,
I'll appear as dead then."

Breathing as slow as possible with every second,
Struggling to stay still with every heartbeat,
Oh she was very much alive.

Just screaming for someone to rescue her,
Only a tension she can remember of her vocal cords

Little did she know her never-ending nightmares,
are just figments of her imagination.
 40° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
©Hg
 40° 
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 38° 
Nina
Never tell someone you love them
Don't give them the advantage of knowing.

Once they know,
they'll use it against you

they'll use you as a second option
as a fall back plan

because they know,
no matter what they do,
you'll always be there for them.
loving them
 36° 
Penelope Winter
I’m your marionette
You pull my strings
With all the force you like.
My head will nod
My feet will trod
Whichever way you like.
My body lies
In your control
Just the way you like.

- p. winter
 35° 
Silverflame
I try so hard to be happy,
but what does that mean?
What does it look like?

I'm the monster inside
my head, I tell myself
things that reek of death.

In the middle of it all,
the light is burned out
and it's all my fault.

I gave in to the chaos
in my soul, now I'm lost.
I lost sight of control.
 34° 
IrieSide
acient splendor of a city's identity
succumbing to nature's
greatest trick

everything falls apart,
even our gods
of stone
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