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 Apr 2019 Gina
LaSharra Howard
I knew what I was doing
And I know it isn’t fair
To ask for your forgiveness
When I didn’t seem to care

The guilt is more appealing
Than the thought of you with him
But everyday it haunts me
So I’ll go out on a limb

I want to say I’m sorry
For any pain that I have caused
And your happiness is worth
So much more than what mine cost

You’re gorgeous and you’re funny
And you seem so very sweet
Yet I went behind your back
So now there’s pain fueled by deceit

You deserve so much better
Than what I’ve caused you to endure
Just know this guilt feels like a sickness
To which I don’t deserve the cure
 Apr 2019 Gina
Chloe Parkes
Forcing my self to break the chains
Trying to hide away my pain
Trying to jump off the moving train
It’s hurts my heart it hurts my brain

Stop stop stop
Give me a break
Give me back my breath

A stomach churning demon
It grabs me every single  evening
I’m fighting this consuming feeling
But it’s hard to fight when healing

Stop stop stop
Give me a break
Give me my life back
My personal feelings. This poem I suppose was an outlet for me. Feel free to critique.
 Apr 2019 Gina
Ray Dunn
Living isn’t
worth
dying for
Idk happy hundredth post in my stream!
 Apr 2019 Gina
Ray Dunn
We travel a path
winding or an arrows-aim,
we all go down our journey—
don’t mind me! I’m just
traipsing around this forest aimlessly,
I bid you no harm.
Allow me to lie down
and be one with the muck!
Idk
 Apr 2019 Gina
Ray Dunn
I’m dangling.
I’ve been hanging
for so long
my arms don’t have
the strength
to carry on...
yet here I dangle.
I’m watching documentaries on the Neolithic revolution
 Apr 2019 Gina
Matt Bernstein
Raise the flag!
The lucky lost
fighting waves of inky stars.

Sleepless soldiers
on silent streets,
waging war on the wild and wistful.

Fall in line,
learn our song!
These ragged ranks have room for all.

So long as dreams ne'er come
and nightmares run,
we will whisper our violent lullabies.
 Apr 2019 Gina
Tatiana
Days of happiness dance around
my ever-present mental frown
while a smile takes over my face
to disguise my lack of emotional grace
My mind is captured by stormy sounds
threatening to leak out of my face
and fall apart once they hit the ground
they're splashes of what it's like to be drowned
©Tatiana

I had a good week last week and today has just been a bad day and it's only 11 am.
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