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 Dec 2012 Ayeglasses
Robyn
She wears tight pants
And a camo hat
Dancing in the living room
On the phone with her husband
And she yells a lot
And brings the toddlers
To ruin all our furniture
She brings huge pans of food
To share for Christmas
And we welcome her and her mess
She's my big sister
And I love listening to her yell
 Dec 2012 Ayeglasses
flynt
No, I could never show it.
Show it to the world.
How I really feel is ugly to most.
Sinking inside myself.
Becoming a slumbered ghost.
I'm in the comfort of sadness.
And it's getting bad again.
My own feelings turning against me.
He sang the words as a joke.
Later to realize it wasn't a hoax.
And now he's gone.
I'm gone.
By: Aurora (Jordyn K Ganes)
My feelings, Sadness, Kurdt
 Dec 2012 Ayeglasses
Robyn
In a day of lust and longing
I listened for your step
And now I'm trapped at home
With a nasty case of strep

With all the love I've given
You'd think you'd given in
But if love is what I'm giving
Then love must be a sin
 Dec 2012 Ayeglasses
flynt
I am a soul.
I'm searching for a body.
I am a soul.
And I'm searching for a home.
I am a soul.
And you have found me.
You found me.
I am a soul.
And I am deep in your body.
I am a soul.
And you are my home.
By: Aurora ( Jordyn K Ganes )
One month has passed us.
I know so little about you still
how u think
of me
of life
of now
of later.
I want to show you every part of me,
I still feel that you know too little.
And yet here we sit,
in what might be our first silent treatment.
I don't think I would be mad if it was.
I think I would get it,
agree with it.
Probably.
But this is my poem
thats meant to let you know
that I love you and care,
and that I am going to freak out
when things are pulled a little crazy.
But you matter to me, so it's ok if things get sorta mad hatter once in a while.
Love always,
**S
You fight your battles and raise your weapons..
Only eight, and you throw me across the room, and curse me..
Intoxicated you screamed, and willing you abandoned us..
You chose alcohol over me....
Open my eyes, through the knuckles on his fist I could see the glimpse of my mothers cry.. A little girl who never asked for dolls nor a dress... Just to see
The day when she can see the love of her father through his fist...
Taking a steP she couldn't so she listened and before she could take her shield, his line had been crossed, divorce was heard seemed like through every nation, ******* and your bashing words such as darts...
We all saw.. You drew your sword on many who didn't havE a shield...
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