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Rhiannon Dec 2016
You're so cynical.
Not moved by those crocodile tears,
You frown and scoff dismissively,
As if you've not cried in years.

We stigmatized the nation,
Because you couldn't understand,
That sometimes people just want affection,
Need someone to hold their hand.

So you're drowning in the grave you dug,
As it fills with water and bile
Of those you thought to be smug,
Cutting them with words vile.

You didn't get the memo.
Not everyone is mean,
But of course you cannot hear that,
As you deafen us with your screams.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
You said you were "Fine."
But I don't think you understand what "Fine" means.
It insinuates that you're ok,
Erasing the voices in your head that make your brain decay,
Causing a mass of anomalies to appear in front of you.

You told me you were "Fine."
But I've seen your wrists and I don't think they cut themselves.
It was all far too cliche for you to admit,
The fact that you need help.

'Cause I don't wan't to wake up without you,
Your bright smile makes my day,
And your soft words are of virtue,
That chase all the monsters away.

You cannot leave me now,
We're in too deep,
Both stuck in mud,
As the negatives devour our feet.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
You can't stir your negative words into my tea like sugar,
'Cause the sugar will not taste sweet.
And the water you boil will be chalky
Leaving me with a bitter aftertaste.

Which means your opinion biscuits will be soggy,
Dropping off into the poison.

The poison you tell me is "Tea."
Rhiannon Nov 2016
I've always found it ironic.

That as Humans,
We fight for peace.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
It's 2:55 and my mind is screaming,
It's 2:56 and I should be dreaming,
It's 2:57 and I'm still awake,
It's 2:58 for goodness sake.
  Nov 2016 Rhiannon
Don kingsley
Saw an old man
Working at CVS
I bet his bones ache
I know the sight of the man
Made my heart break
Saw a kid on the way home
Sitting alone
He had a nose leaking blood
And arms crossed
Not to let anyone in
Cause I bet he was scared that **** would happen again
Got home turned on the telly
Two sides going at it quite heavy
But neither stand for me
They never did stand for me.
Wife comes home her feet
Are beaten up the shifts
Are piling up
I feel wild in love
Bite through barbed wire for those I love
But it's not enough
Empathy
I watch those around me
Pushed down
But they get up
If my cups full
I'd give half to you
Enjoy that half
Its not a gift
It's what you're supposed to do.
  Nov 2016 Rhiannon
lil j
i'm sorry things had to get so terrible for them to get any better. i'm sorry this is what "better" feels like. i'm sorry for letting you break so often without offering to piece you back together. i'm sorry for letting you believe what people thought about you mattered even the slightest bit. it doesn't. you are so much more than i ever let you believe. i'm sorry for letting you dwell on yesterday. tomorrow has always been more important. all those times you hid in the dark, i should've laid with you and let you see how vibrant you can be. i should have helped you better when you needed me. i'm sorry i wasn't always there when you needed me. i'm sorry for letting you fall for boys who were never going to be good to you. i should've looked out for you better. i could've done more. i'm sorry i let you love people who never loved you back. i'm sorry i let those people make you feel like you weren't good enough. you have always been more than enough. never forget that. i'm sorry for teaching you how to fly but always calling you back down before you could reach the moon. i was jealous of how well you could fit in with the stars. i wanted you for myself. i promise to be your voice when you can't find yours and to hold you up when your knees crumble beneath you. i promise to be your eyes when your vision is blurred and to tell you i love you when your ears can't filter out the hatred anymore. i will love you with every ounce of light left in me if it means letting your flame grow brighter. i'm sorry for the way it always seems to get awful before it gets bearable. please remember that every morning the sun is still roaring, the earth is still moving and the rivers are still flowing. flowers will bloom in spring, waterfalls will rush in the summer and the sun will keep rising as long as you are here to see it.
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