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 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Lila Valentine
Not a poem people:

I am the same Vayne Darkni, just changed my name
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
WickedHope
Rope
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
WickedHope
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s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.
Sorry if you can't read it.
Kinda.
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Crushing Love
To the guys who said I love you on the first date.
You think you had one over on us, and some you might have
But I just want you to know, we are stronger then before and
have moved on from your type.

To the guys who made they first move on second date.
You think you had one over on us, and yea I might have been one
But I just want you to know, we are stronger then before and want to
Thank you for now we know to walk away when that happens.

To all the guys who took us to a bar on the third date.
You think you had one over on us, and yea some went along with
But I want you to know, we did not enjoy being used and abused
And now we know to stay away from the likes of you.

To all the guys who think they had one over on all the girls on the first, second, and third date.
We are stronger then before, and know what signs to look for.
Now we Know to stay away from the likes of you.
You think you had one over but boy were you wrong because when you think about it we had one over on you the whole time.
This poem was dedicated to one of my best friends who was recently ***** because she fell for the first, second, and third date tricks.
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
ethereal
I crave emotion like I crave pizza
But I can't have it
I can't let myself devour every ounce of love that comes my way
I can't become dependent on the infamous L word that has broken me
I'm emotionally anorexic,
But sometimes I'm bulimic
Sometimes I'll hunt down my prey, and **** them dry of their love
I'll crave it until I'm stuffed full, and then I'll purge it out
I'll tell them I hate them,
I'll tell them to leave forever
I'll push them away until I'm broken and sad and alone
And anorexic again
Until I'm back where I belong, in the corner of my room
Crying, sobbing, craving affection, but not letting myself have it
Because I don't want to be fat with lust
I can't gain a single pound because if I do
I'll be weak.
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
MisspellingLife
new environment
you need to evolve,
adapt to survive.
just know yourself
understand yourself
hold on to yourself
because you are your best
when you accept yourself.
and most importantly:
love yourself.
don't change yourself
don't hide yourself
no one can love a costume,
a mask,
a fake,
a mannequin.
be yourself
because people will admire that.
it takes courage
it's not easy,
but it's best
and it's right.
so do yourself a favor...
find yourself
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Echo
~Perfectionist~
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Echo
~Don't waste time being perfect,
Instead, make time to be yourself♡~
Dear Perfectionist,
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Ember Evanescent
Duct tape, bubble wrap and chocolate brownies don't fix everything
but they don't hurt, so my grocery list is gonna be weird for a little while.
this probably makes no sense to anyone.... sorry about that
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
Just Melz
As we travel lifes long road
We meet and make new friends
And even though the friends may go
The friendship never ends

That is how it is with you
You gave me a fresh start
You gave me vision, you gave me hope
You touched and healed my heart

You gave me strength to do the things
You knew that I could do
You inspired me in so many ways
I can't begin to repay you

You're always there when I need you most
Somehow you seem to know
And that is why I hope and pray
Our friendship continues to grow
I found this in an old journal, I know the first stanza is a quote from a famous poet/person ( if you know the name please tell me) the rest, to be honest, I'm not sure if I wrote it or if it's all from that poet. I wrote it in my journal about ten years ago, so I'm really unsure. If you know, please tell me.

Update: The Original Author is
Kunal Badlani

I'd like to dedicate this to Frank, Adam, Jordan, Quin, Rose, Natasha, and Rino. Thank you all, for being my friends. I can't tell you how much it means to me.

I love you all.
 Dec 2014 Jinxx
WickedHope
I can't cry freely
Everywhere someone can see me
My woods have been stolen
My one place of comfort in this tiny tired town
Where everyone can see me
Well my illusions
Rarely am I reality
... to curl up in a ball and cry.
But "home" isn't safe.
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