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Tcup
Tcup
I write for my own recollections and purposes. There is something very comforting about anonymity.
I am Neurotic in love Never grew out of it Someday, I hope for something better Better than Comparing Lurking Stalking Any woman who seems to have caught the eye of who I’m sleeping with And taking it as evidence that I am not, nor could I ever be Someone’s first choice
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Jul 13, 2021
Jul 13, 2021 at 1:08 PM UTC
Never changed
They say time makes things easier but that simply isn't true, I still can't fall asleep on my own without you. I relate to Sylvia Plath often through many things she has said, Especially "I think I made you up inside my head." I dream mostly about kissing your lips or holding your hand, As these thoughts bring more peace than toes in sand. I could spend hours writing but there wouldn't be any point, I'd still face the night alone, replacing you with a joint. Being high makes the loneliness easier to bear, But instead of gripping a lighter I'd rather it be your hair. A puff of smoke drifts openly toward the moon, While I close my eyes and hope to see you soon
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
Untitled
School matters.
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
Playing The Game
No matter what I think about, I can't get you out of my head. You are the only one that I want... No one else turns me on. No one else is as handsome, smart, or perfect as you are... Do I want you back? A: Yes
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
For My Ex- (unrequited) Lovers
you don't know what you're missing, until  you've lost it. I want my soulmate back. But there's no way he would want me back now. I am: Damaged Goods. Even though the two of them were the biggest regrets of my life, They will also become his. And I do not want that. This is not poetic, but it **** sure is real. I've ****** him over, with two others Both of which aren't even half the man he is -literally- A.J.B is my soulmate, But am I his?
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 1:12 PM UTC
Untitled
I used to hang on every word you'd give me Now, I look at my phone and roll my eyes when I see your name, Isn't that a shame? You're so **** annoying. Tricked myself and everyone else that I actually had feelings for you. Ha.
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
Advise Against This
I can't get A.J.B of my head, No matter what I've said. Soulmates? Definitely... I can't even get wet for someone else. Nor do I want to be intimate Ever Again.
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
Self Control
this world, this life our only known, guaranteed shot at consciousness should be spent by everyone, extravagantly and it deeply hurts me like ten thousand knives into my optimism that people are still waking up every day wishing they could die. i can't think of many things sadder than that.
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 10:16 AM UTC
i wish everyone could be happy
No matter how sick, tired, sad, or unhappy you are, there’s one thing you can still be grateful for and that’s the fact that you’re still here.
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC
at a glance
Hating yourself is not beautiful Hating your father, your mother is not beautiful Hating ex (girl) (boy) friends is not beautiful
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 1:34 PM UTC
There's Nothing Poetic About Hatred