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I don't fit in
This world
Everywhere i turn
It rejects me
My father, though
I know he means well
Puts her kids first
He neglects me
Taking them out to the movies
While I'm at home
Starving
Digging through
the pantry
And go to bed feeling empty
And my brother, well,
He has Chelsea
And he never plays
Games with me
Like he used to
Because he is too busy
Playing with her
And I go to bed
Feeling empty
While dad and
Shelly
Get friendly
I fall asleep
To their sounds
I Fall asleep
And never make a sound
Because when I sleep
I hope that
If I don't die
At least I'll dream
Chalsey Wilder Mar 2016
The less I have to do with it
The less drama I'll have to deal with
Stay out people's personal choices/lives.
Chalsey Wilder Mar 2016
I pray,
I find you.
Someday,
You'll be happy to meet me.
The true love I haven't found.
I have to
stop filling the
empty spaces in my bed
with cotton and stuffing
And start searching
For love or self-acceptance
- either would be less depraved
than sleeping with the lights on,
surrounded by bears
  Mar 2016 Chalsey Wilder
Neha shimoga
I tempestously glanced at your
black, cruel soul
where I no longer
found devotion and grace.
You bit your lips with excitement
and pulled me close to you
using a lace.
I thought you were a work
of art but you made
crooked lines appear on my
heart.
You looked at me with lust
in your eyes and I mistook
it for love.
All you ever wanted to do was
set my body on fire using your
lighter and all I ever wanted
was to love each other so
hard that our atoms get blown
in the form of dust back to the
place from where we came.
But you had other filty things
on your mind that made
me wonder if you were
worth my time.
Your hoodie that once smelt
like your cologne started giving
out a foul smell just like your
nasty soul.
Poor you, you thought that I
was devastated when
your mask fell on the ground
but little did you know I had
already detached you from
my body because you had
turned my body into
a souless
vessel.
You thought that you could
design my catastrophe and tear
my skin apart with your envious
words but I was too strong
and determined to be defeated.
I once thought you had a celestial
mind and an angelic heart but
I didn't realize that you were
pouring salt on my cuts.
I am closing this atrocious
chapter forever and turning
the page because it's easier
to let you go than holding
on to you .
Never let anybody take the spark away from your eyes. If you have been hurt a lot cry a river, build a bridge and get over it. learn to be happy . Move on. It's a  chapter in the book but don't close the book just turn the page cuz something nice will definitely come along and make you happier than you have ever been. Just believe in yourself.
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