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 Jan 2015 Drew
River Scott
A How To
 Jan 2015 Drew
River Scott
How to be unhappy all the time:

it's not hard
to be sad
and angry
and unpleased with the world
because the way you see the world
is how you feel
but the way you feel
is how you see the world

and you think,
if all you see,
is the happiness
of your friends
and family
in their life's
and loves
you'd be
inspired
to be happy too

but all I see
is the lack of love
in my life
the lack of someone
to remind it's alright

all I see
is the girl whose found her love
and they are happy together
and I'm happy for them too
I'm just sad for myself

all I see
is the girl with her girlfriend
desperately in love
and I'm happy for them
I'm just sad for myself

all I see
are my friends happy
in everything that happens
and I'm happy for them
I'm just sad for myself

I know wallowing
in self pity
can't get me far
but it's hard to be
happy
when the world
doesn't feel that way.

-r.y.s
I am just sad.
 Jan 2015 Drew
Chloé
secret
 Jan 2015 Drew
Chloé
maybe the secret to their love was that they didn't know they were in love
 Jan 2015 Drew
Nicole Bataclan
Can I not take

A compliment

Without questioning

Whether he means it

Look into the mirror

See what his eyes believe

Sees me as it is

Red lips he wants to kiss.
 Jan 2015 Drew
Taylor
1. Don't get angry when you dream about him smiling in slow motion. Do not awaken and sob, because you love his smile more than anything and it will not do for you to bawl when he was just trying to make you happy.

#2. Forgive him when he slips into your bed at night and holds your hand while you're trying to sleep. Don't resent him for leaving his smell all over your sheets, all over your room. You love the way he smells, and it gets cold in the grave. He just misses your warmth.

#3. Breath him in like smoke and let him rest in your lungs. Let him feel the way they expand and contract, because his never will again and he wants to feel it again.

#4. Everytime you close your eyes and see his, smile. Because he's looking at you, watching you. He had beautiful eyes and they were only for you and death, and now he has death but he only needs you.

#5. Do not commit suicide to follow him to the grave. He loves you and he would like to be with you, but he doesn't really want you to die like that, even if he says he does sometimes. He's just thinking out loud. People aren't good at seeing consequences once they have died.

#6. Do not regret not eating a piece of his flesh. It would have made you hate yourself. People would have called you sick. It's okay to have thought about it, they don't understand your grief, the need you have to own a piece of him. But he taps your special knock on the window nightly using the wind. You do not need to consume him to keep him.

#7. Do not resent him for dying. Even if he killed himself. Even if you loved him and he knew it and he did it anyways. Look at the sky and know he's in your rib cage, feeling your breathing and the listening to the beat of your heart. Do not resent him. He doesn't resent you for living.
 Jan 2015 Drew
kj
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 Jan 2015 Drew
kj
I do not believe my love is pretty
Or that it belongs among your soul.
It is pathetically afraid of catching glances.
And it clings to distance with a passion.
It is alive but it dances among shadows.
It curls under your hands
And races backwards
Hiccupping into the dark.
I never claimed to love
Before any of my heartbreaks.
So you kiss my lovely friend
Unaware that I have fallen.
 Jan 2015 Drew
WickedHope
You are my snow
White reaching me
In my winter
Beautiful falling
Touching me all over
But you are the one
Melting me
My thoughts of you
Abundant as these
Crystalline flakes
All about me
Filling my heart
People move past you
Everyday ignoring
While I crouch
And hold your pieces
Up to my heart
Beating in my chest
Warmed by the chill
You are my frost
Coating me
Making me numb
Yet feel so deeply
Covered in your
Glistening in the
Sunshine
Moonlight
Daytime
Dark night
You are my snow
Reaching far to me
In my winter
I love you.
Now that I've said it, I won't stop:
❄ I love you.
 Jan 2015 Drew
Adam Kobosky
Give me a second to gather all my thoughts, please and thank you

The thought of life is scary is not?
All my fears and demons laugh mockingly tonight.
Does that ever happen to you?
I have this crazy thought of
when we die.
So throw me a penny or nickel,
maybe even a quarter if you are kind.
All my unwell wishes deserve to be tossed away.
I cannot bare to hold them in much longer
and we are all meant to be creatures of family.
This world scares me.
I should not be able to change the view of you in a poem
You are you, love yourself.
I love me, but I am afraid you won't love me back.
tosses a coin *

What did you wish for?
I am scared. Don't lose hope everyone. Do not.
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