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corinne-kahi
corinne-kahi
My words are my oxygen,if i don't let them out,I have nothing to breathe in
When you watch the love of your life find the love of his life,and it isn't you.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
One way love
Truth is, I am still attached to a flame that burns me
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
Burn
You lured a wordsmith with sharper words, Promised me heaven and galaxy journeys, Fed me on your words they satisfied me, Breathed out of the sound of your voice Then you became homicidal. You took back your words, the s that made me feel alive, You stripped me off those promises I had made my dreams Now I cant dream, I lost my trust in words You couldve pushed me off a cliff instead and it would hurt less.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 5:06 PM UTC
Words betrayed
I thirst for your blood,to have it pump in rhythm with mine, I thirst for your breath,every time our lips touch I thirst for your mind,to be in sync with mine I thirst for your love. Fill me.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
Love Thirst
You claim you know me, but never saw me cry, and I cry alot. You werent close enough, never felt my heart beat, most times it was silent, the times i felt dead inside. You saw me that day, when I took those pills, you laughed with me, but didnt see the frown in my smile. You never held my hand, they just needed comfort, someone who cared and, understood,now those hands, are bloody,used to be blood, but now ****** in ink.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
****** hands
To know love,you must know pain
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 1:42 PM UTC
Pain is love
Slit my wrists, I bleed red just like you But you only see My dark skin My skin life, these pores are my breath, My skin comfort, No one will hold me as tight as my skin, My skin home, I refuse to change it, My skin me, Let me love me
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 11:33 AM UTC
My skin
You cleanse me like a sun bath, But cant stay together too long because you will scorch me. I love you but you are bad for me, like a tooth falling for a cavity. You **** me,but i love you I wanna leave but will anyone love me half as much as you?
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
You
She curves marks into her flesh like tattoos, only with a blade in her hand,and her other hand holding her mouth so no one can hear the screams from within her, see beauty is pain,and she wanted to feel beautiful so she cuts, slits her wrists till the blood rushes down her dark skin to the ground, as if to make a blood covenant with the earth that one day she would look into the mirror and think, I am beatiful
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC
Self harm
She smiles and the stretch of her lips is an expression of the stretch of emotions she is fighting, those curves in her smile are places to hide her insecurities, her arteries pump blood of pain and stress coz her white blood cells gave up on her just like everyone else and her immunity was low, guard down so she is vulnerable for attack in the area of her heart. She takes pills to make her sleep hoping she would sleep forever cz the daytime is just another reminder that she has to relive her pain over and over again that’s engrained in her mind body and soul, her wrists she covers with bracelets to hide the slits and bruises. She is a pathological liar with an everyday response to how are you as I am fine, im ok, im good yet she’s really not.. Certain secrets don’t allow her to leave the house without 6 layers of foundation. Certain wounds don’t allow her to interact with friends without covering up her frown with a fake smile like she posing for a camera, bruises that make her desire death but she even to cowardly to cut her life short so she cut everything else on her body and inflict as much pain that would make easier the emotional trauma and shes too proud for therapy, shes a christian, and shes been told over and over again that her anxiety and mood disorders are a lack of faith, a lack of deliverance, a seek for attention so she dares not reveal her medical condition. But she still smiles, one of the best actors I know, shes bleeding inside and she still stands coz she is a woman who bleeds every month and to her its the same thing. Believes she has the capacity to bleed and forget but the mind is a stronghold,never forgets a thing.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 6:05 AM UTC
She smiles
She smiles and the stretch of her lips is an expression of the stretch of emotions she is fighting, those curves in her smile are places to hide her insecurities, her arteries pump blood of pain and stress coz her white blood cells gave up on her just like everyone else and her immunity was low, guard down so she is vulnerable for attack in the area of her heart. She takes pills to make her sleep hoping she would sleep forever cz the daytime is just another reminder that she has to relive her pain over and over again that’s engrained in her mind body and soul, her wrists she covers with bracelets to hide the slits and bruises. She is a pathological liar with an everyday response to how are you as I am fine, im ok, im good yet she’s really not.. Certain secrets don’t allow her to leave the house without 6 layers of foundation. Certain wounds don’t allow her to interact with friends without covering up her frown with a fake smile like she posing for a camera, bruises that make her desire death but she even to cowardly to cut her life short so she cut everything else on her body and inflict as much pain that would make easier the emotional trauma and shes too proud for therapy, shes a christian, and shes been told over and over again that her anxiety and mood disorders are a lack of faith, a lack of deliverance, a seek for attention so she dares not reveal her medical condition. But she still smiles, one of the best actors I know, shes bleeding inside and she still stands coz she is a woman who bleeds every month and to her its the same thing. Believes she has the capacity to bleed and forget but the mind is a stronghold,never forgets a thing.
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