I loved this place,
But now I know that it was temporary relief.
All I know is that I need to leave.
There’s no point in me staying,
There’s nothing and no-one anchoring me down
Not anymore at least.
Maybe it’s time I left.
I’ve got no one to say my final goodbyes to,
I’ve got nothing to leave here.
I’ve got nothing.
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 12:34 AM UTC
It was just in her to smile,
programmed at birth.
Her smile was bright,
enough to light up a bleak room.
She was a joy to have around,
the warmth some needed in their life.
But not anymore.
Her smile's faded,
leaving no trace of it ever being there.
She's stone cold,
unable to feel happiness.
She's fought back with all she could,
but it's not in her anymore.
And they wonder why.
They ask her,
"Where's the old girl I know? It's too quiet."
She doesn't lie, so she can't say that it isn't them.
So now she walks down a lonely path,
one that she wouldn't voluntarily walk,
but has to.
She's lost her most beautiful trait,
and she's willing to take it back.
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 10:41 PM UTC
Losing a best friend
is like having part of your soul ripped from you.
But it really stings
if they did it voluntarily.
She seduced my best friend,
and he forgot all about me the next day.
He lied to me.
But I have to ask myself,
how did she charm him
in the course of a couple weeks,
that made him forget about me,
who he's known for years.
Was I not good enough?
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 8:56 PM UTC
For once give me a good lie
Tell me you love me
Tell me I'm worth your while
Tell me you appreciate me
For once give me a reason to breathe
Tell me I should go on
Tell me things are worth the wait
Tell me you'll support me 'til the end
For once comfort me in your arms
Tell me everything will be alright
Tell me I'm going to be fine
Tell me you'll hold me tight
For once make me feel I'm not wrong
Tell me sweet nothings and such
Tell me things that I longed
Tell me my heart is on the right track
For once, just for once
Tell me what I needed to hear
Tell me lies to make my heart heal
Tell me words that would change what I feel
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 8:37 PM UTC
How could you?
After all we've been through,
You seem to have forgotten me.
Because of one pretty girl,
All you do now is
Leave me.
Every time we talk, you try to find a way out of it.
You didn't give a crap about me
And now I know why.
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 4:58 PM UTC
I'm not broken anymore,
because I've already pieced myself together.
I'm not empty anymore,
because I feel something resting inside of me.
I'm not lonely anymore,
because of you.
You've filled me with warmth,
in these cold seasons.
I'm probably not worthy of your attention,
and your care,
but you gave it to me anyways.
You've let me breathe,
and helped me to live.
I can't find the correct words to express my gratitude,
for "thank you" is too easy,
and I don't know of a word to describe how I feel.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 7:40 PM UTC
Why are you like this?
Everyday, it's a battle.
You try to get me angry,
but it doesn't work.
Everyday, in order for you to have something to talk about,
you try to make me cause a scene.
Why?
I don't know what you gain from it,
nor what you want from me.
People happen to like me more than you,
so why do you tell them:
"She got mad at me for no reason"?
They know.
They know that you try to aggravate me,
that you try to get under my skin.
Is this some sort of accomplishment for you?
I'm sorry but you don't mean anything to me,
so I'd appreciate it if you stopped trying.
You're just hurting yourself.
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 12:08 AM UTC
I've been used,
beaten,
pinned to the ground.
I've been slapped,
ignored,
forgotten.
Yet I still have a smile plastered on my face.
I've been pushed around,
been used as a punching bag,
and lonely.
I've been insulted,
rejected,
made fun of.
It's rare that I laugh,
but I seldom lack a smile.
My past has shaped me in ways I never thought could happen.
I can be alone,
I can be grateful,
I can be happy.
I don't have to worry about my past anymore,
but rather focus on my future.
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC
I love you the most in goodbyes
When I see the sadness in your eyes
I love you the most in a tight embrace
When a smile creeps across my face
I love you the most every moment of every day
When you know how to make me feel 'okay'
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 8:59 PM UTC
Beating up is how I feel today,
since I grasp to be really sleepy.
Perceiving needing to then pray,
it's sad: I'm sensing, really ******
I'm keeping my head up, slowly,
because I'm enduring to be tired.
Having me then did feel *****
I don't need my parents, required.
Holding up my really slow head,
is really, just indeed, truly hard.
I’d thought to stay back in bed,
but Mom and Dad will not guard.
I don’t know why I'm so drained.
Washed-out is how I currently feel.
It’s hard to keep my wiped brain.
That's how I hope that it can heal.
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 8:59 PM UTC