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karen-jo-vanbelkum
trying to find a place in a lonely world
bailey. the boy i found myself falling in love with. the boy whos kisses i craved. the boy i would have done anything for. the boy i would have given up everything for. the boy i did give up everything for. the boy i put myself on edge for. the boy whos touch i could not resist. the boy i took pills to forget. the boy i sliced my skin 10 times for. the boy. the boy who was to stupid to realize i needed him more than i needed anything else.
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC
bailey
They teach us about safe *** They teach us about STDs. They tell us to always use a ****** and to make good decisions. They teach us about the effects But they don't teach us about the feelings I won't stand to be a side chick While your out ******* another ***** They say don't get pregnant But my mind is impregnanted with your little ******** They are called memories Memories I can't take back I wait for your texts and sit up all night I am fine with you not being around What hurts the most is wondering what I could have done wrong and how could I have been so stupid. It hurts knowing I wasnt good enough It hurts knowing that you said I like you and then turned to someone new and said I love you. I put everything on the line You just ****** with my brain You ****** with my world You ****** me and left me.
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
all that is left is pain
I sit and i wait For someone once told me this was my fate The blood drips slowly I watch it fall, anxiously The blade I hold I can't be bold I slice though my skin once again And I pull my knees up to my chin My carpet is stained My life in vain The scars are a part of me For this is how I'll always be. The blood runs dry as I sit and stare It's a cause from all the glares My world is lonely I walk the halls slowly The blades and drugs are not enough For this cigarette only burns so much The depressed life is extremely rough I wish my mom had a soft touch At home, it's yelling and screaming I sit in my room weeping My parents don't care I'm all alone
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
what consumes me