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Though we fought..
I still believe..

Though we yelled at each other..
I still believe

Though we turned strangers..
I still believe..

Though I am not longer your muse..
I still believe..

Though you've become the one that got away..
I still believe..

I still believe that someday...
You and me will find ourselves in love again...

I won't give up waiting for that knock on the door..
How can I get away from you when you are like the air I breath?

I will keep waiting
I will keep believing..
I will keep loving you..

I love you like my very own soul..
To a love I lost...
I haven't given up on us..
I love you BLOSSOM...
Sometimes walking on my way home
I used to wonder who owned the road
But, when I saw abandoned souls without phones
I realized that they paid "the place" more attention
Than pedestrians in the traffic-zone
Always busy texting
Homelessness brings you on the streets.
I wouldn't hurt so much if you had told me first.
Common decency seems hard to come by these days.
The hardest thing, I think, is having to pretend like every time I hear her name paired with yours,
My heart doesn't implode just a tiny bit further.
'I love you' would be a ***** lie.
I adore you, through and through.
I would hold your hand as you led me through the darkest pits of Hell,
Or maybe just a little too far off the beaten track of the woods.
Catching your eye across the room gives me an empty pain, which has replaced the rushing thrill you gave to me before.
When we talk, you drop the loving notes that used to precede our 'Goodnights'.
You pretend like we never happened.
You pretend like you didn't leave me stranded in the woods.

You pretend you don't love me anymore,
Liar.
 Oct 2018 Jasmine dryer
Michael
Life in this day and age,
Just as it has always been,
Is filled with anxiety, stress, and pain.
Are we enough?
Should we change?
Or is it ok for us to stay the same?
Nobody knows and nobody cares.
Only you can decide,
It’s your life and your mind.
Stand on your own two,
Just like they always told you.
With no support can we really thrive?
With no lift from others can we truly fly?
Indecisive in our assertions,
Second guessing our actions.
Our entire existence based on others reactions.
We are an ever growing mess,
Tell me, how are we to make any progress?
Anxiety is part of what makes us pathetically human
 Oct 2018 Jasmine dryer
Keyan R
Dear Love,

I know in my heart without a doubt even if I can never find the words to say
You are the one I am crazy about
You are the one I fap for every day
When everything doesn't feel right,
I look at you
My sun, my moon, my morning light
My happiness when all is blue
With you, I am always safe and every day you make my heart race
You're my home, my friend, and saving grace
I was asked to make a funny poem about *******
warning: adult content
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Tremble in the fingertips

Whispered calm and deep tone

Collar clasp clicks into place

Wave of silent surrender permeates the room

Rush of pride in my puffed chest

As a smile creeps to the corner of your lips.

Waterfalls of energy

Breaths fast and matched

Excitement rises like a roller coasters climb

For hours

You’re mine

The outside means nothing.

Then it finally begins.

With my forefinger against the bottom of your chin

With one word you melt

And I am your god.

But for only as long as you allow.

Chained to each other

Forever bound

By the collar around

Your precious neck.

My dear slave.
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