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 Sep 2014 Bella
Sia Jane
Power play
 Sep 2014 Bella
Sia Jane
You're just like
All those
Who came
Before.
Only needing me
Because you like to keep
Me pretty; & you always
Said, a repeated voice
In my head;
"You're pretty when you cry."
Smeared make up
Mascara; black shaped
Tear drops,
You'd wipe
From the pink
Blushed cheeks
You so loved to
Kiss, oh what such
Appeal;
My weaknesses
Broke me down.
Exploiting me
Was the high
A drug, in the past
Enticed.
Kissing your lips,
I bite;
My mark remained
In the groan of pain.
Pleasure arching,
Your back.
A kiss,
A slap,
Power or glory,
You repeated
The same old
Story.

© Sia Jane
 Sep 2014 Bella
Gaby Comprés
when it's raining in your heart
i will put my umbrella over it.
when your coffee is bitter,
i will be the sugar.
when your heart is breaking
i'll buy a hundred band-aids.
when you're feeling small,
i'll tell you that you're brave.
when you're feeling tired,
i will let my shoulders be your pillow.
wherever you are,
there i'll be.
whatever you need,
here is me.
Written for my mother.
 Sep 2014 Bella
Kaitlynn Williams
I remember everything you said to me
And how you wanted everything to be
I remember when you said forever
And how you wanted to be with me whenever
I remember the way you used to smile
And how you wanted to see me walk down the aisle
I remember the way we used to be
And how you said you only wanted me
I remember when you said "I love you"
And how ecstatic I was to say "I love you too"
I remember the way those words rambled off your tongue
And how people said we were too young
But I remember how I felt about you
And how I knew it was too good to be true
Because I remember the way you left me
And how you just let me be
You hung up the phone and left me there to cry
But I wasn't ready to say goodbye
I'm still not ready to move on
But all my happiness has been withdrawn
I just wish you would come back
And give me back all the happiness that has been lacked.
 Sep 2014 Bella
Riley
Death
 Sep 2014 Bella
Riley
Time has turned,
turned to death.
I am lost
without a breath.
The thoughts I had
began to disappear,
when I looked out,
everything was unclear.
When the world started to fade
everything I saw
made me afraid.
I began to ask questions,
in search for confessions.
When nothing came out,
I began to have doubt.
The moment my heart stopped,
my body just dropped.
Now I stare out to the sea,
and know my soul is free.

-r.s
 Sep 2014 Bella
circus clown
i don't remember
the last time
i tore my wrist open
before this

i almost forgot
why i even did it
in the first place

but now staring
at the swollen, red stripes
covering my arm
*i can now remember
what it feels like
to heal from something
 Sep 2014 Bella
circus clown
sometimes,
i feel so empty
that i cut my own skin.
not to try to let anything out,
but to see if something will crawl in.
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