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Angelica Apr 2016
When was the last time you smiled?
I know you haven't,
because I've seen the pain on your face for a while.
And I think you'll be okay.
Just know that pain is never here to stay
So just step into the sun and smile
And all that hurt will fade away.
But not forever
and the happiness will only come in a pinch
So when you get It...
I suggest you appreciate every inch
Let your body soak in the sun
Let you and the earth combine as one
But not forever
Because at some point forever will stop being fun
  Apr 2016 Angelica
Gidgette
The profound ignorance in a society gone mad
Obsessed with the sight of blood, naked skin, sad
Any murdering ***** is upheld and bejeweled
The thought of a good ****, and everyone is fooled
Worship the sinner
Spit on the saint
Don't remove the rust
Just cover it with paint
Smile wide
While you take it up the ***
Do I want seconds?
No thanks
I'll pass
No one today
Dares to speak the truth
Its considered impolite
Quite rude and uncouth
But dont mind me
Or the words I say
For I'm just a minor
In this life's ****** play
Angelica Apr 2016
We are far from death
Until we take our first breath

Born to be alone
You were never made to have a home
Struggling on the streets
It's like your breathing in foam

With a bullet to your mind
You never got the time to cry
I wasn't even there to hear you say goodbye

Blood seeping from your head
My dearest brother its time to go to bed

Close your eyes
I'll see you soon
And when I think of you
I'll know to look at the moon
  Apr 2016 Angelica
innerThought
we have our dream
we plan around it
who is to say unless they have seen
Who can promise the life of men
Yet we have promised for then
Although we can count the hours
Even the hours for tomorrow
Where some will still suffer
As we can't avoid the unknown sorrow
So as the present becomes the past
So the future gets bent
You said you would love me forever
Does this mean forever has an end?
can we promise something we are unsure of. can we promise at all if anything can happen? what if. what if you die or what if you get saved?
Angelica Apr 2016
So I've been meaning to write a poem about my insecurities
You know...
Those things that pull me down
And bring me up
That make me emotionally distraught

Those things that make me stare into the mirror at my eyes
And make me Wonder why God made this unfortunate prize
It's like feeling around in the dark
Waiting for beautiful to start

And all I keep hearing is
"You have to be secure with who you are..."
Something that I'm not.
Something that I'll never be
When I look into the mirror pretty is something I never see

So its become unreal to me,
This idea of beauty.
The blonde hair and blue eyes dont come naturally
And I know for a fact that I'm not so pretty
PHYSICALLY
but then I look deep down inside of me
And let me tell you what I see.

I see my exact definition of beauty
I see all my scars fading away
And I know my insecurities aren't here to stay
I soon see that I can bend and twist "not so pretty" to go my way.
Thank you to all that read and appreciate my poetry.

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