I thought he was the one.
He came into my life
I didn't even see it coming
Ugh
Typical story I know
He pretended to be strong
Convinced me I could lean on him
He said he was exactly what I needed...
He lied.
I've been twisted into something
I don't recognize myself
He has raked through me
His voice will forever be in my head
He is beautiful
His soul is truly breath taking
But he only pretends
He doesn't genuinely care.
Maybe he isn't capable of it
He only cares for himself
And that beat of course.
Oh but how he tries
Tries to pool the wool over your eyes
I think he wants to love
I just don't think he knows how.
Take my warning girl
He can't show you he cares.
He doesn't understand
You'll always try to tell him
It will never go well
Don't fall for him.
It will hurt.
I'm the end all he will be able to say is
"I don't know."
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 7:49 PM UTC
Life is such a wonderful terrifying thing
The best part?
No one can predict what will happen tomorrow
Or even later that day
Anyone you ask will tell you
A year ago today they never saw themselves where they are right now
All through out your life you will worry
You will stress
Be confused
Have lost everything
and gained it all back
But through it all we should come to an understanding
that life is wonderful
Through the good and the bad
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 8:05 AM UTC
You know I was 14 when I joined this site. I am now about to be 20, I am expecting a child and life has been crazy. I couldn't ask for a better group of people as my support system. I love this site and talk about it to this day. You all are wonderful people and I hope you are ever changing but keep your poet heart. Thank you for your words and letting me look into your privet lives. You all are amazing. Never stop writing.
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 3:16 PM UTC
I wanted to feel whole again
But I chose to walk away
Because, I’d rather have holes
In the soles of my shoes
Than in my heart
Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC
He is a hurricane in my throat. A burning in my chest. A sickness in my stomach.
You are the lozenge that soothes my torn up throat, the aloe vera for my singed heart, the calm my nervous belly.
You are cool waves that sway me back to safety after his harsh waves of words have carried me so far out.
You teach me how to sing again without being afraid of my own voice.
You do this by showing me that you are afraid of your own as well,
but you still sing above everyone else.
And for that, I love you.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 10:38 PM UTC
How many times does is take
How many bruises must I make
How many smiles must I fake
You tell me, how bad does it hurt
Did you fall hard
Did you break your heart
You broke mine
Thats not fair to say
You didn't mean to
You didn't know
How bad it would hurt when I fell
Into the pit of feelings
This must not make any sense to you
but thats not the point
Dig deeper
Breathe harder
Its too much these days
With the air suffocating me
The weight pressing down
I can hear my ribs crack
But i feel nothing remember
Not a thing
Im not real
Im nothing
But nothing isn't such a bad thing to be
Im evil.
I worm my way into the heart
Trying to feel something
Something at all
But i feel nothing remember
Not a thing
I scratch at the membrane thats holding your sanity together
Tearing away a little at a time
Making my way
Into your mind
Into your soul
But i feel nothing remember
Not a thing
So pay me no mind
Drop me like im nothing
Weightless
Really its okay
I understand
I would do the same
Infact i already have
I feel nothing remember
Not a thing
Besides that awful snapping
Of my heart.
Of my soul.
I've already dropped myself
Just like you knew i would
You called it.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
So tell me do you still think of me as much as i think of you?
Do you still hear my voice in your dreams
And my touch on your skin
Do you understand the anguish the my heart feels
When i can no longer remember the way your eyes shined
When you would smile
I dont even think you remember what it is like to smile
Do you even know what it is like to breathe?
Or walk down the street and not panic
Tell me how bad does it hurt when you no longer know how to think
Do you feel like you're sinking in quick sand
clawing at nothing and falling deeper?
Because thats how I feel when you look at me.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
The smooth sound of jazz always makes me swoon
Makes me smile and move
That sound
Is almost as irresistible as your voice
With the beat my feet move
With your hands my hips sway
I can still hear you whisper in my ear,
The sound of heart strings in the back ground
The light feeling of your kisses on my neck
I can feel the smile on your lips
As you tell me you don't dance and
I smile and tell you that you don't have a choice
Lets save that moment forever
Put it in a box and every now and again
Take it out and admire how simple it was with
The smooth sound of jazz always making me swoon
....Or could it be your touch
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
I paint my nails perfect
never a chip to be seen
and my makeup is always nice
Not even a single smuge
I always smile
and say hello
I wear nice clothes
and have such cute shoes
but inside
if you look deeper
You will see not the pretty outside
but the ugly inside
The rage that boils
Hate festers
Revenge is something to look forward to
When you are spread out on the couch
Like you always are
I will slip the blade
Into its home
and smile while the blood runs free
Neve again will you hit me
or yell at me
or insult me
or humilate me
My my how the tables have turned
When its your blood on my hands instead of my own
And no one will cry
because all you did was destroy
so may you always
Rest In Hell.
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
Death is such a crazy thing
3 uncles so far
the kiss of death
comes unexpected,
Alone and crying
in my room with bottle in hand
Death always takes the family
but never me
no matter how much
I scream and sob
I'm always ignored
Banging my fists on the wall
sloshing my whiskey
Tear streaked cheeks
Alone with my fears
Slashing my wrists, watching
My blood drip
and silently pray
"Maybe God will take me next."
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 8:39 AM UTC