YOU LOOK AT ME
THE SAME LOOK YOU GIVE TO MY SISTER
WHO CONSTANTLY MAKES
BAD ERRORS
OR MISTAKES WE ALL WISH WE COULD TAKE BACK
STOP HOLDING ON
THERE'S NOTHING THERE AGAIN
A SWEET KISS GOODBYE
THAT'S ALL WE WANTED
AND PLEASE DON'T
COME IN HERE AND PLAY
THE SAD ROLE OF THE VICTIM
IT DOESN'T WORK AGAIN
RIVERS OF TEARS
SUDDENLY VARNISHED
YOU ROSE LIKE A A BED
OF WIDELY GREEN PASTURES
NEVER THE LESS YOU FORGOT MY APOLOGY
AS NOTHING MORE THAN A PIECE OF WHITE TRASH
WAITING TO BE THROWN
WOUNDED SOULS
UN-FORGIVEN SORROWS
BUNDLED UP ALL OF MY STRENGTH
EMOTIONS
AND BURST INTO THIN AIR
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC
i never liked you
in my shadow
24/7
whispering in my ears
te amo
te amo
i don't understand
what are you saying
te amo
leave me alone please
screaming at you
with almost a closed
lips
you finally say
i love you...
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
sometimes the feeling inside me
get messy like dirt
and i like to clean things
and the dirt is the feelings
this floor is my mind
all covered in dirt and little ting bugs crawl
up in my mind mess up my mind thinking
that all this is an elution
i tried to walk on my own mess
so scared to fall into some deep ****
walking on tin cans...
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 2:08 AM UTC
i love you all so dearly
or maybe just a bit
you never seem to text me
am I not your friend
well this is just a poem
to tell you how much i care
because without you
i'd be nothing
but a sad little girl
writing poems to myself
bye bye now
it's sad but i must leave you now
do not fear i will be back
until then my best wishes are with you always
i love u all bye bye now
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 10:53 PM UTC
DO you feel it
the warmth of another
hands tightly griped
to my body
eyes like white sparkly diamonds
stared straight into minds
as if he could almost read my mind
he doesn't talk much
but i knew he felt
a burning sensation
we danced our dance
below the great moon
a peck closed lip touched
ohh i just relaised it was nothing but
a beautiful dream
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC
hello, helloo,hellooo
can't you hear??
are you deaf??
i'm screaming at the top of my voice
listen to me
don't you dare ignore me
this most be the smook house another voice unheared
by the tragic sounds of humanity
your doing this for spite
don't you care anymore
was i a one deal??
do not play me
i've much to do dan
stand hear waiting to be heared
you go ahead
leave me here
i'll wait til your all done
doing whatever is so important
that u cant stop
and listen to my sad story
i'm lost cold
and you just stand there
as if i wasn't wont nothing
more than
a piece of trash
unseen my society
bye
bye now
sorry for wasting your precious
TIME
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
What i do sooo wrong
that it comes to a point that u ignore me
all i ever did was try to love you
my love for is like a half note
you gave me the cold shoulders
now my half note is scattered
lost forever
i'm walking on tin cans now
so afraid to be heard
Don't tell nobody
Don't tell a soul
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
i loved you blindy
i though nothing could rip us apart,
you said you'd loved me and only me
you said i was the coolest girl you ever met
but if you didn't notice there's alot of yous
in that poem there's only me
there was never a us
there was never a we
there was only me
and then there was you
sorry i couldn't be everything you wanted
i'm sorry
i'm sorry that i met you, that i fell in love with
but i'm only human...
i spent countless nights trying to figure out how
how can i make this relation-ship work
instead of trying to find out a solution to how problem
i should have just left you alone
now its to late for us
goodbye
sorry i met you
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 8:43 PM UTC
TO THE GUY IN THE BACK OF THE ROOM COMPLAINING
ABOUT LISTENING TO ANOTHER **** POEM
When people ask me why
It took years of writing poems
to write this poem
the **** poem"
I will tell them all about you.
How you watch this stage
the same way you watch CSI,
you already know what's coming next,
it's just another mangled body,
I am just another hit and run,
so you take this time to get another drink,
i'll tell them
how every story sounds the same
when you stop listening,
i'll tell them how nice it must be
to be able to walk away, and
i'll tell them
how there's a voice in the back of my head
that sounds an awful lot like yours saying,
this is just another **** poem
just another little-girl-lost poem.
just another do-not-touch-me-until-i-ask you-to touch me poem.
just another seven-years-old,
sleeping with a Thinkerbell wand on my nightstand
and a kitchen knife underneath my pillow
because i swore the next time he came in my bedroom uninvited
he would come out bleeding
poem;
and I get it.
I know that you are tired of hearing **** poems.
I am tired of hearing **** poems,
the same way soldiers are tired of hearing they own guns go off,
believe me,
we all wish the war was over,
you are staring out at a world on fire
complaining about how ugly you think the ashes are,
The poems are not the problem...
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC