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 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Nikita
Lost
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Nikita
It seems like I have noone
Noone to back me up
Noone to trust anymore
I feel alone dispite being around people 24/7
All of my friends just seemed to fade into nothing
Noone asks about me anymore
Noone invites me anywhere anymore
And if I am invited my family will sure as hell ruin that too
All I want is at least one mate I can rely on
One mate that understands
But I guess thats too much to ask for.
Loneliness is when you are surrounded by people but still feel like noones there
Twitter has got nothing on me
I'm your biggest follower
Facebook is just pretend
I'm your best friend

Instagram may like your photos
But I accept your every flaw
Whatsapp likes to chat you up
I'm the one you won't ignore

Hello poetry lets you express poetry
And act like such a mystery
But I know every detail you hide
'Cos I'm always by your side

You must be very curious to know
Well, I'm only your shadow
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You pick me up and kiss my open mouth in the middle of a "hello" and an apology for my hair
I kissed you back and forgot what I was even saying

small things

you ran ahead of me to open your car door
even after I get in you look at me for a moment before you close the door

you push me on swings even though you hate swings, I'll never really know why will I?

we got fast food and drove circles around the city we love
you took pictures of me in front of buildings
I took pictures of you eating

I feel most alive right then

We drive home and race the indigo sunrise
I like watching you drive
I wanna break the concentration in your eyes

I can't feel my face when I'm with you is playing- I turn it up to wake us both up
we sing at the top of our lungs to each other and even though you're tone deaf, I can't help but smile and cheer you on because you're the best singer I know.
The smallest things you do make me feel like everything is the way it's supposed to be
I'm supposed to be in this moment with you

I never feel more complete than when we become one
Vibrations turn to colors
Sounds melt into pillows
I'm finally able to be yours
I think I've entered a new realm of release, are you here with me too?

You drive me into sanity
Even though I may have walk through hades today.
Even though I am struggling to stand firm here today.
Even though my heart is braking and the loneliness stays.
Even though death might look better then life for me now.
Even though everyone has turn and walk away from me.
Even though I might had lost every thing here on the earth.
I am still standing firm, and the ones that has a place in my life.
Shall come back into my life once everything is healed by you.
I also shall rise up once again, unto higher heights I shall soar.
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Sia Jane
I'm wrapped around your pillow
my bare skin a magnet
to your presence - even
               your smile must suffice
the one you left this afternoon
as I breathe you in  - your scent
  is the Braille I use to read
your heart
my eyes remain closed
my thoughts only deepened
by the pictures my soul paints
   in your absence
the soft curves of the pillow
I imagine to be your body, and
I fold myself into you
our bodies fit, missing links of self
marry each others souls
and I have to believe we
must have been parted when
the Big Bang pulled everything away
from themselves -
we're both fragments of God's Universe
we're stardust particles with
       a gravitational pull, always
insisting we're to be drawn
                     together
our bodies morph into one another
pieces of the same picture
the force stuns me - vertigo
we're no different than boomerangs
crashing back into each others lives
  every time
               we part.


© Sia Jane
 Jul 2015 Belladonna
Dess Ander
A woman walks down the pavement
An image of beauty
With a red dress and the adoration of men
Her black heels click on the tarmac

A man converses with his mates
The definition of charisma
With a suit on and a beer in one hand
He commands the respect of a crowd

A little girl plays on the seesaw
With her friend who is without a name
But when others walk past
They see the little girl is alone

The old man looks at the photos
Reminders, memories of him and his beloved
Framed permanently in sepia tones
A tear rolls down his cheek

The woman walking down the pavement is lost
The man with his mates is close to breaking
The little girl feels rejected
The old man is laying flowers on his beloved's grave

For though the sun shines today
The pain remains
Their loneliness a constant reminder
A constant tormentor
Means that it's been broken, aching and stepped on,
But still managed to love others without the fear of getting hurt again.
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