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 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Molly
I keep trying to find a song that can describe
how I feel with the hope that
maybe it will make this emptiness seem less empty
but you can't rhyme
"scars" with "I'm sorry"
or
"sixteen" with "alcoholic"
Idk man I'm drunk and I like this. I realize it's not great writing but I like the concept.
 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Helen
Are you okay?

No

Oh,
well,
have a nice day...
 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Olivia
If I looked you
in the eyes,
I would see
the end of everything
we ever had.

If I heard your
words, I would
hear the start
of a war.

If I put a gun in
my mouth, all I
would taste is
your name.
 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Stellar
Love*  is
kissing her tender lips
like they're made from the gods,
divine, palatable yet frigid and cold
Love  is
ripping her chest apart
only to find a labyrinth that led to home
─but never the place to call your own
Love  is
leaving a note on her coffee table
saying *I
  love  you
but
I  told  you  so
Love  is
­turning her into a beautiful poetry
without crushing her soul,
without tormenting her ego
Wind blows from behind
Blood flows from within
Love flows from me
Hate blows from you
Time flows constantly
Patience blows away
I'm tired of waiting
Marriage is, as they say, not easy
One, two, three have come my way
a blessed cheater, the first
the second, a liar and a cheat
The third showed me my soul

To see bone's soul, and then to cringe away
is a difficult way, who I thought I was
Then stark relevelations, a bitter taste
Its a marriage, blending of souls
My efforts were like that of the fairy tales
In the last, I expected, but did not give
I didn't know how to love

I didn't know what love was
we fought, leaving hearts ******
Torn, ragged and scorned
But he always believed he could
He was an elemental
Nothing could stop him
He would not fail

I broke him, like so many other men
His dreams of us, because I had none
Crushed his plans, because my future
Always so bleak, always so failing
he could not live in my world of dispair

He had a poet's soul, beautiful
Grand, it made me pale
how could he be so sure
so confident to a future
Together, I so frail
I had to break his,
My reality, his not real

I bent him slow
My mind's strength and glow
Made him crooked,
Stretched and broke
Turned him, roasted

The blending of souls
My deepest dream
All I wanted
All I need
Stolen

I spent the time
But not the work
I did not know
that princesses
Must work
 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Amanda
2:24
 Jul 2014 Karen Porter
Amanda
Sunshine; this hazy thing that marks shadows of the hour hand, lingers on my cold, slightly lonely fingertips.

I made two cups of coffee, yet again
Only one met my lips.

The other one went
*cold & colder.
Hello there lovely soul! How are you doing today?
x
I attended a debutante ball yesterday, man, it was brilliant. My feet still hurt from the heels, my hair is in day-old curls, my eyes are tired.
Any prom/formal/ball memories, you, you and you wish to share?  
Good morning/ Good Afternoon/ Sweet dreams.
Love never betrays
Only the unworthy does
Take all my pictures from off the wall
The antique mirror hanging in the hall
The roof on the house that covers it all

Please just leave your heart behind

Take my ideas before they go to seed
My newest and oldest poetry
Take the meaning of all that I believe

Just don't take your love from mine

Take the bed in which we both laid
Even the dawning of the day
Take the hole the emptiness has made

But not the ties that bind

Take the early out of the late
Remember all the mistakes I've ever made
Take whatever words are left to say

Please just leave your heart behind
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