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No-one-really
No-one-really
Australian When your mom dies you're the best memory of her. Everything you do and say is a memory of her.
I'm queen of being First at coming in second I'm not number one Why can't someone put me there Pick me, choose me, please
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC
First at Coming in Second
As I sit in my car I realize I have no more alibis I've run outa lies to tell myself The relationship I've built was a compromise to make myself feel alive But it's not working anymore ...Nothing's working anymore
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May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 10:14 AM UTC
Caught...
If you weren't already resting in that grave I would be there now.   to be jealous of the dead is the worst thing to be, but hey that's me. Wishing my parents hadn't buried one so long ago, cuz I need to go.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 10:18 PM UTC
That Plots Taken
I can't blame you for what he did. He chose you over me But that doesn't mean I crucify you both I must learn to accept that you were what he craved Though I craved him so much more You feel his lips But I ... Well I tasted them the sweetness of the green leaf and the minty gum he used to hide it the crest tooth paste and the grape mouth wash When his lips sparked with mine I could taste him You feel his hug But I .... Well I devoured that hug to get every ounce of lighting through my body as he nuzzled my neck making the giggly bubbles pop in the quite night air You maybe lay in his bed But I... Well I cuddled him like he was my bouy in the open sea guiding me to safety ...and now I'm drowning without him so you better say goodbye before I kiss the waves and hug the ocean floor cuddling with what is below
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
I felt it to
In seven years every cell in my body will be replaced and you will have never .... laid your hand apon my thigh Stroked my cheek as you told me everything I wanted to hear Held my hand as you lead me to your room Grazed my ribs as my shirt came off Grasped my breast as you clawed for closeness Kissed my neck till I gave you my lips Nuzzled against every part of me till I giggled like a little girl Moaned my name till I let my walls crash down But in seven years time every cell in your body will be replaced And I will have never Laid in the crease of your arm like it was my only home Kissed your lips like they gave me life Cuddled with you like you were the only solace I had Talked to you like you were the only one listening Trusted you like you were the only truth I'd ever know Because in seven years you will be a newer you and I a newer I and what will our bodies remember of the week we two fell in lust
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
Seven years can change a lot
I tried. I tried to forget that summer I tried to stop thinking about you I tried to let it go I tried to like other boys I learned. I learned other boys are cruel I learned other boys are rough I learned other boys are to much I learned other boys are controlling I question. I question why you don't call me out on these I question why you don't realize these are about you I question why you don't just ******* talk to me I question why you don't give this a shot I sigh. Because I know I will forever be a silly little girl who likes the shadow of a boy who will never come back for me though I've grown and changed and still feel a flame in the pit of my stomach every time I see anything with your name pop onto my screen
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 11:52 PM UTC
Untitled
The path way was my yellow brick road The picnic table was my emerald city The boy with his nose in a book was my wizard The gift he gave me was his judgement less stares and his forever listening ear Maybe I was to young Maybe I was to dumb Maybe I wasent brave enough Maybe I wasent pretty enough Maybe you just saw me as a silly girl Maybe you just were to busy with that maze of a book But that summer will forever be my what if What if I had been older What if I had been braver What if I had snatched that book away What if I had occupied your brain the way that book did What if I had stolen those lips between bites of concentration What if I had snatched your finger tips between page flips Maybe thing would be different Maybe things would be better
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
My eternal ...what if
I haven’t touched another guy since alex…. I never really thought I would well not for some time. I went on a few dates ….even tried it again with alex but knew none of these boys did I want my lips to touch with. 
 Until you….
 I let you kiss me… again… and again…. and then again when you pushed me against my car…. then again when you pushed me down inside my car…. then when I said wait and you said okay It felt good. I felt everything in my stomach unclench and every wall come down and I thought I would finally be okay 
 For that feeling I lied 
 For that feeling I entered another bedroom basement 
For that feeling I laid in your bed
 for that feeling I let myself go 
Then you dismissed me….I became a bitch…to dramatic…blowing up your phone….annoying you…because clearly you had so much to do that didn’t involve me. 
 But each time when I had you between my lips….you had the time to kiss me over and over you didn’t find me dramatic or ****** with your **** stuffed down my throat But I guess once you got what you wanted I was no longer something you wanted to deal with…
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC
I sure know how to pick em
I never thought you would You never had the strength before I saw you holding her hand Is that your strength now Do your finger intertwined with hers give you the strength to say the things you did Is she why you finally did it Is she really better then anything I could be Did you really mean it You never gave me a shot And I told you to But I never thought you would
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 12:13 AM UTC
I told you to...
I could blame it on being a ditz…or on it being a new razor…or even that I was belting out that note at the end of for the first time in forever from frozen But in reality I know it’s just me…wanting to make sure I can still feel something cuz I’m so **** numb again
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Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
Are accidents ever accidents