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taya-nata
taya-nata
"The sadness will last forever."
Dear __________, I really miss.... The way that your green eye's sparkle still gives me chills How your brown curls cover your head in a blanket of beauty Yes I love you. I will never stop loving you. I'm basically throwing myself out to the wolves by falling for you I gave my heart to you unconditionally, irreversibly, You see the truth is love, I can't get you out of my head At night I see you with the eyes of my mind; Your perfect white teeth smile, How your dimples show when you're honestly happy, I love how you wrinkle your forehead when you are thinking And cross your ankles back and forth if you sit down for a long time. I can still hear you speaking to me, how we used to message in the early morning, rolling over and seeing you're sparkling orbs in the darkness, wanting you so badly to be actually here
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Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
Dear you,
I guess its finally coming to light, My love wasn't enough You and I are nothing but a wisp of a daydream I still hold you close, though you have long since left my world My star has grown tired of hearing me wish for the same thing for years, and now even it has abandoned me
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 3:50 PM UTC
Not enough
Their truth was really a lie Those three words that shaped your life But when candor came to light it was that one sprawl that broke you down Whey you thought you would crumble and fall For the first time in your existence you smiled with your eyes and they lit up the sky, all of that happened from a single lie
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
Lies
"You're just an attention seeker, a lost and lonely child searching for a friend but your a freak! They don't want you, They hate you! Everyone views you as a ***** up in life." You say as you began throwing fistfuls of dirt in my face and pull my hair. "Mommy! Mommy!" I cry, but you carry on and I watch as mom just simply closes the drapes. Later as I lay battered and bruised Mommy comes up to me holding me and asking if I'm hurt, picking specks of dirt out of my hair.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:48 AM UTC
Some Mother you are
I bet it made you feel real tall Tearing me down so you could be the only skyscraper on the horizon
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:42 AM UTC
Tall
Wake up: List the reasons why you need to get out of bed. Pull a fake smile on your face. Try not to cry. Go to school: Be numb. Don't let the other students get too close. Keep that smile on. Try not to cry. Go home: Do homework Keep smile on. Stay numb. Bedtime: Take smile off Stay silent. Cry.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC
Day by Day
I'm finding it hard to remember what its like to truly be happy, Today I tried to laugh but it came out sounding cold and fake, Why is it that I have the ability to feel so much yet so little? I am depressed, anxious, angry, heartbroken, and alone, why can't I add another mood to try and lift me up? All I want is to remember what its like to really smile, to feel like I fit in. At night I try and remember what joy feels like but finish up feeling empty, I guess being empty is better than being full of sadness.
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 4:17 AM UTC
Empty
I have insomnia, the night is longer for me that for most I lay in one spot all night afraid to roll over and face the nightmare next to me, I don't look up because there is a demon above me and don't make me mention the beast the rests under my bed waiting for me to sleep so it can crawl into my mind and leave me with nightmares, its just as he said; When the darkness creeps in, I feel my nightmares watching me. He had never been so accurate in his life.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
Night
It seems that these days nothing is real The world around me shimmers artificially Women will have procedures done to fit into the world of plastic Men find it more simple to use cheep tricks to get a night of love People on the street dress to make the illusion of perfection Little girls stuff their bra's and paint on geisha faces pretending to be grown up The sad truth is that, Nobody is genuine anymore
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC
In This Plastic World
Anger, hate, bitterness all bubble up to the top of my heart when I remember all the lies you told. Desperation, depression, want fill the hole you left me with when you got tired of me. But you don't care do you? No, you had your fun throwing me left and right like a rag doll then leaving me like the broken toy I am. So you tried to return me, but nobody likes a naked barbie doll.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
Broken Toys