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DyedScarlet
DyedScarlet
25/F
When we met, I was shattered Into a thousand jagged pieces. The first time Your honeyed eyes Met mine, I knew you were broken too. But as time went on, I began to realize All of my fragmented parts Fit perfectly in to yours.
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 8:26 PM UTC
Perfect Fit
Am I a bad person For the time I swallowed All of the pills You spent your rent money on? Or that time That I slit my wrists And bled all over your rug To get your attention? How about for that time I screamed all night long Until I woke up the neighbors And thought my lungs would burst? Am I a bad person For all the ways I have tried Over the years To fight off my sadness?
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May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 1:06 PM UTC
Am I a bad person?
Sometimes being with you Felt like the universe was fighting For us to be together. Sometimes it was too strong And the way we were pulled in Was too strange to be coincidence.  But at every turn We slapped it in the face. Even now, I still feel that pull towards you. And I'm not sure I ever want it to stop.
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 9:33 AM UTC
Fighting the Universe
You always ask Why I do this to myself Like you care. And I make up excuse After excuse. But you would hate To know the real reason. I destroy myself so you can't.
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 4:11 PM UTC
So You Can't
Late at night We used to sit outside Smoking cigarettes Talking about our lives. I fell in love with you All over again Listening to the same story ten times. And clouds roll would across the sky Like smoke rolled over your lips. The stars seemed to shine brighter for you.
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Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 11:40 PM UTC
All Over Again
The first day of Kindergarten, I was overwhelmed By every face in the crowd Swirling in, blurring together And under my breath, I chanted "I want to go home." Like a prayer. The day after, they found me Blood soaking the bathroom floor I was locked away In the sterile white of it all. And under my breath, I chanted "I want to go home." Like a prayer. Years later, I woke up With blackened eyes and a bruised ego Next to him Pretending it was all my fault. And under my breath, I chanted "I want to go home." Like a prayer. Now, after all this time And growing up I still lay in bed some nights And plead "I want to go home."
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 7:58 PM UTC
I want to go home.
You always ask Why I do this to myself Like you care. And I make up excuse After excuse. But you would hate To know the real reason. I destroy myself so you can't.
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Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 7:03 PM UTC
8/4/17
I am perfect for you. You are perfect for me. We could not be a more perfect match. But matches ignite And we will burn.
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Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
Perfect Match
The first time I saw you It was through a ***** window. You were leaning against a wall Smoking a cigarette. A tall, cool strager totally unaware. I couldn't help but wonder If your lips tasted like nicotine Or if those slight curls Were as soft as they looked. And I knew then I wanted you. I wanted to scream, "Can I be your new addiction?" But then you put out the spark And retreated into that green door. You left me wanting to see so much more.
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 6:51 PM UTC
So Much More...
When it's over And you have All but moved on You change my plans. Recanting every word And every bruise. Your tune changes Faster than the song ends And I am caught Like a fly in your web. Here's to our familiar suffering. Let it begin again.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 4:32 AM UTC
Familiar Suffering