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bwan0214
Millennial/F/UK-China / student,philanthropist, businesswoman in the making and a hopeless romantic. / Hiding it all behind the glamorous facade and lovers.
And you run around in my world waving your knives declaring it was love as you watch me die a little inside day by day and ask me why I try to hide
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May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 9:34 AM UTC
abuse
So I sit here Tearing my heart open and breaking myself so I can smile at you tears dried gracefully poised when it's your turn to break me
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 6:19 PM UTC
Heartbreak
I watch you from the outside Begging at my feet, saying again again that you love me. Banging on the glass. While she throws herself on you from behind. You couldn't notice. You couldn't notice it was killing me. But her eyes were looking at mine, eyes that challenged threatened, demanded me to give you up. I was never loved and too afraid to fight Running was my only vice. I don't know how to fight her to stay back. When you jabbed me with you smile, "She is my best friend, baby, be nice." So I put on a smile and my mascara, gritted my teeth in the face of fire. But she was always there. Quiet, lurking snarling at me whenever you were not here. It broke me, but you didn't care. You saw the sweet girl in your best friend. And your girl the crazy ***** I loved you. I watched you beg, banging, crying, pleading from the outside. I ran.
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May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 8:42 PM UTC
Outsider
I don't know how to love you without climbing into his bed I love you. But I am never yours. I am nobody's They say I got it all but I want what I cannot have. Him. I want him. Cheating, deceitful phony. Him. I loved him. I love him. I told myself again and again I love you as if to persuade an orphan to go home but what is home? Home is where the heart is. But I don't have a heart I am the beautiful pin-up doll, sweet shallow but never yours. I love you. I promise I do Until I get bored
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May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 6:06 PM UTC
Untitled
She climbed in bed. Her luscious curves against my naked back Naked. Curves. She was cold but hugged me tight I pushed her away I pushed her. Away. Now she is away Her curves tight against someone else's back Someone else's naked back Her. Someone else. Pain. No. No. She is mine. MINE. MY GIRL. MY FUTURE WIFE She is not mine. Not anymore she is not mine. She bought me belts. Handmade Chelseas. Paisley pocket squares. She did my tie in the morning and kissed me goodbye. She did my tie. She leant in and did it. Half Windsor. Blue Paisley. Cheap suit. She tiptoed and concentrated. Then she kissed me. She kissed me. Me. But I pied her off as I was rushing. Rushing to work. Somewhere. Nowhere. Nowhere to rush. Nowhere to hide. Now she leans in every morning. And does someone else's tie. Full windsor. Cause he doesn't rush. He waits for her. She does his tie. The way she did mine She wears a ring. Tiny diamond. On her left hand Ring finger. Platinum band. She used to smile and say "I am his wife". Wife. She was my wife. She still smiles. She says "I am his wife." But he isn't me. And the diamond. The diamond five times the size of mine. She doesn't smile and say she is mine anymore. She is not mine anymore.
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Mar 19, 2019
Mar 19, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
She is not mine
Don't blame me father My insatiable hunger for love and insecurities When all you gave me was piles of paper that I couldn't even burn to keep me warm To melt the ice ***** you stuck in deep. Do you remember what you did to me? You threw me off like a burden to the fire You drove her mad, so she hurls it out All on me. You laughed and told me I was mad, then told me. **** it up. Don't tell me. Be a good daughter. Take my money and leave. I have all the gold but I don't know what it's like, Dad, For a man to love me. Don't shame me mother For clinging onto strangers, eager to please Shying away from you and all my responsibilities You took all your hatred for him And unleashed it all on me. Did you remember what you did to me? You wanted a daughter that wasn't me. I was too wild. So you despised everything I loved About me. You said I don't ever do enough, I never please. But I am not your puppet on a string And you are not my priority. I love you so much, Mum, but I am the happiest when you are Not around me.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
Don't blame me
Have you ever felt love course through your veins bite into your heart ouch Sorry I am late, the traffic was hectic It's ok, I look so **** I came straight from work You smiled at me. Aquamarine. ***** blonde. green tartan trousers. Hardrock cafe shirt. I smiled back. Later of later I fall asleep in your arms everynight. And you wouldn't sleep unless I am in bed. And I lay here and wonder If this is love, what was I feeling all those years instead?
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
Have you ever felt love?
You cut me off and run like I was a plague And left me shattered, while the love bites you gave still marks me as your territory How can you leave when the love bites hasn't even healed on me? I sank knee deep, once bitten twice shy Ripping trust from me Let men come and go But never again allowed myself to be Liars. I tell myself. Cheaters. Excuses and lost of interest. Players. I was happy, because I was so numb I couldn't feel a thing So I politely keep them out, like you play violent. notes on a string. I doomed myself to be undeserving of love, to never trust, to beg for security from every hand willing to touch me. This is the legacy you left me
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
This is the legacy you left me
I thought the bravest thing I ever did was run. But it turns out I am too young and Your shadows were too large. And if love comes at your anger, anxiety controlling manners and menacing venom. Then mother. I don't want to be your daughter at all.
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Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 9:41 PM UTC
To my mother
Your green eyes sent shivers down my spine That his exquisitely sculpted face And muscular body never did I bloomed at your touch. Black silk between your thighs looking at the exquisite timepiece at eye-level. You reached for my hand in the marble hallway. But you said you hated physical contact for me, you'd make an exception. Subconsciously, holding onto me. Bathe me in your money and glory naked on the balcony looking over the skyline of that great city. Ravish what little love I have left for men. But I know you'd keep me safe and warm. It was only natural what's between me and you. My fire and decadence intertwined with your calm and composure I forgot dreaming about the future When everyday is a Monte Carlo when I have you
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Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 4:32 PM UTC
PO