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Brenna
Have you ever watched your best friend go ******* insane? One moment your in her backyard playing and making forts Then ten years later she’s trying to **** you And I tried Really tried to fix her Tell her what’s wrong and what’s right But as much as I’d like to think I was her medicine I was actually her poison I’ve been told a thousand times I’m to good for my own good And now I know that’s true Cause I could never hurt a fly Or a leach like her And that’s how she got worse Because I let her get away with doing too many things to me And people like to tell me it’s not my fault But part of it was Because I thought I was the hero and that’s what made her the villain
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May 29, 2022
May 29, 2022 at 11:27 PM UTC
What happened to your best friend?
I want every bad thing in the world to happen right now Just so I can feel normal…am I the villain? Oh wow
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Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 12:38 AM UTC
Villain
Boy, you can take me down town And we can get a bite to eat. By morning we’ll be wrapped up in a sheet, A sheet of selfish deceit Cause you are my red rose in a mist of blue So take me down town Just take me a away I don’t care if it’s a fancy play Or a date movie cliche Cause you are my red rose in a mist of blue If you take me down town I can act out Shakespeare romances, Soft glances, And playful dances Cause you are my red rose in a mist of blue My red rose, it’s hard for me love. I know it’s cruel, And untrue, But I refuse To see through The truth, With you. But if I have to, I’ll say it. I just want to be loved, Just want to be loved. I want to be loved. Oh, to be loved, Just simply loved.
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Sep 18, 2021
Sep 18, 2021 at 5:00 AM UTC
A red rose in a mist of blue
I’m a teenage, Minimum wage, American worker. Tryna not Go to the hospital Cause my family will go under. Why do we work so hard to live, When living is already so much work. I’m a teenage, Minimum wage, American worker My mom said to me, “I’m sorry baby, but you can’t be a kid anymore.” And she walked me through Our house’s red painted door I wish I had more time Before I began this side of my life I’m a teenage, Minimum wage, American worker.
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Jun 17, 2021
Jun 17, 2021 at 7:13 PM UTC
Teenage, minimum wage, American worker
Have you ever just wanted to be... Simple happy No sad feelings Or getting angry As simple as a tree As simple as a bee As simple as life As simple as anything can simply be Well nothings really simple at all Not even a plain old wall But over thinking this whole thing will be my downfall So... Have you ever just wanted to be... Simply happy No sad feelings Or getting angry
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May 11, 2021
May 11, 2021 at 9:48 PM UTC
Simply
Humans are like a web A spider of misfortune our inventor It’s hairy legs tickle us Like strings we vibrate from our core No sweet cord Because that is the orchestra of life A low, slow hum And the giggle of a chime here and there Just to make the grand finally Worth something more
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Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 12:36 AM UTC
Of spiders and orchestra’s
If there weren’t liars There would be mass war But if there were only truth The world would be at peace
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 6:36 PM UTC
Idk
Circumstance has been more cruel than any human I have ever met
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Mar 26, 2021
Mar 26, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC
Circumstance
It’s 2 in the morning Looking out into the darkness of my window You’re the worst and best thing that has happened to me perfectly! Inconsistently! Toxic to me! And maybe just we’re two people trying to make it in this world Using each other like parasitic worms For you, my dear, I have so many hateful words But if you were to die? Would I? no! I know- so would I! Cause you’re the best and worst thing that has happened to me Perfectly! Inconsistently! Toxic to me!
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Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 7:36 PM UTC
Best and worst thing that has happened to me
You’re stuck in a room With one door You want to experience life more You want to be something more You want to hit the floor running But can only crawl on your hands and knees to the door Then you have to disconnect yourself From what you thought was your lifeline -Your cord And for once you are free as you were when you were first born But then there’s the worlds pain The worlds hurt And you have to crawl on the floor Back to the room, back to the door, And connect yourself to the lifeline, -The cord ...And go back to what you once were
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 1:19 PM UTC
Addictions