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adrienne-menor
adrienne-menor
14 y/o, blaaaaaaaaa, loves ice cream, blabla, typical
Little girl, Stop dancing on your own; chasing And biting – we aren't animals. And I know it’s hard to change when It’s your body you’re trying to hate But unless you say you are ice and more, We both know you’ll Keep melting.
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
The Sad Hypocrite
You should have listened to me. They are not friends, Never were; never should have let them in, Look at you! Now take a deep breath, honey, it’ll pass. The white lies will keep you up at nights but it will get it shorter, Like a palliative, but only a palliative. “Cheers for another unborn child, Rejoice for another felony.” Keep crying, keep walking - But don't look! We both know one day this’ll all pass, It's all good, We're all good. Honey, it’ll pass – you’ll pass, So take a deep breath, and keep waiting. Just Keep standing still.
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 2:00 AM UTC
The Greatest Pretenders
she's drowning from the toxic words that escape from the sweetest of lips. "they'll tire out, I just wait; another shape will come by, then they'll stop looking at me."
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 1:57 AM UTC
Circles and Rectangles
I once had a whole heart That was molested, Torn apart into two Sep arate individuals Where the left side used to kiss my feet and The right used to curse her sister. But then, someone stole the obsequious - The amiable with her mirth! And then I was left sparse Because of all the valuable, Why the softest core and not the Toughest crust? And from then on, Tears fossilized inside my eyes For they never touched the warmth of my cheeks, My tongue slithered No longer for your hands But to halt mine, And only my lips caressed The safety of this remnant - This, This scarce, frozen heart - For it has only but one lost Soul to handle: Me.
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Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 5:47 AM UTC
Heartbreak
“why do you love pain so much?” you ask. “because it knows me well.” i reply. “every inch of you?” a smile creeps up on my face. “every trickle of a tear, every drip of blood, every trace of a scar.” "and it doesn’t hurt you?” and with this, I could have laughed, because what kind of question was that? but I didn’t. because it wasn’t pain that hurt me. i loved pain because of its ability to dig into flesh. because of its ability to gouge into hearts. because it's the only reassurance that I am alive. because of its ability to help me back up, because I needed vengeance. because of its ability to hurt you.
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 6:58 AM UTC
Pain Is Not What Hurts Me
Let's play hide and seek And let me d i s app e ar Where as long as you can't find me, I'm winning.
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
don't look at me
Your lips are caged in my heart And at times when I kiss them, I tend to kiss myself too. Your words are diffused in the palm of my hands and I need to wash the ink away, But I tend to forget that my body is paper And forgetting you would mean Forgetting a part of me as well. Your name is clogged in my throat and I need to cough it out - But I'm afraid it's stuck on repeat And I'm choking on these letters Held close to the lungs that help me scream and The heart that reminds me of the pain. (I still love you)
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 9:23 AM UTC
Let Me Tell You A Secret