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Imagine this:

We are in a car that is
plummeting over a cliff
after spinning through a guardrail
off an icy mountain road, and we know
that our time is hopeless
and about to end so
I stare at you intently while
the rocks below
come racing toward us.

Can you see the look on my face?

This is how I look at you
every morning
between 6:15 and 6:25,

10 minutes
of loving the gift of you
with my eyes,


as if I’m
about to lose you
and I need to sear your image
in my mind
so it will always be with me,

even in death.
Being a girl,
Doesn't mean a three way hole,
Being a girl,
Means to be admired and respected as a whole..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that getting married is your goal,
Being a girl,
Means to be whatever your heart says to your soul..

Being a girl
Doesn't mean that (just) as a mother, wife or girlfriend is your role..
Being a girl,
Means that you need to prove yourself as a diamond in the mine of coal..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that entire your life you need to stay a tadpole..
Being a girl,
Means that you need to develop into a frog before getting ole..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that you are the negative of the dipole,
Being a girl,
Means that - you need to take your life's control..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean to accept your worth to be ***** and *****,
Being a girl,
Means to accept your beauty, not just the duty,

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that you can be a heroine just in the movie..
Being a girl,
Means that you can be a superhero in real life - you can be a ruby!
Learn to accept your beauty girls..

Being a girl Doesn't mean to be oppressed by the so called " society's rulers "
So much hurt, so much pain
You'd never know it by just a glance
You'd never feel her timid fear of you
While you shake her hand.

You'd never know she was touched and abused
By the smile she gives you
And you'd never think twice about her innocence
Because of the way she moves you.

You'd never know of her fear of men
Because she seems so bold
But appearances can be misleading and
Her eyes do not tell the story of her soul.

Alone deep inside
She sits by the river and she wonders
Where her heart and soul have ran off to
And why they left without her.
REVISED.  Written: June 21st.
Dear No one,

Your eyes were shinning bright today and I was at a loss of words to say. It's finally starting to feel like fall again. The leaves are falling and my heart is constantly wandering  back to sleep. Dreaming of worlds so beautiful and true. All of the colours swirled together and made something new. In the sky they drew out the face of you. I am not sure if you're going to understand my late night banter but try to remember to look up at the stars every once in a while.

Sincerely,
No one
Take long showers and rub your skin raw
Until it becomes red
And their touch has been washed off
Their kisses and hugs washed down the drain

Say their name over and over
Until it becomes distorted
And foreign in your mouth
So all that's left are traces of bitter taste
Wash it down with a glass of wine
Or two
Or three

Remove all the sheets and blankets
That were once entangled with their legs
And embedded with their scent
Clean them. Rip them. Burn them.
Buy new ones. Buy a new bed.
One where the mattress has yet
To comform their figure

Start hating yourself
Because no matter what steps you take
You can never forget them
You don't even really want to
I closed and condition my heart not to love
I build walls, no one can climb above
Scared that someone might hurt me again
A promise of love then leaving me in pain.

I don't want to get myself lost,
I don't want to be Alice,
Who keeps on falling down forever.
I don't want to be buried by my own emotions.
I don't want to fall into a trap anymore.
I don't want it to be just another period of bliss
Followed by heartaches, heartbreaks,
Clinched fists and chaos.
I don't want my love to be just another myth
I want it to be real and live

I've fallen once in this kind of crime
And if I'll give it another shot,
I don't wanna fail this time.
I want to thank you for all you taught me
I spent 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes crying over you
That was 4 days,3 hours, and 20 minutes I could have used to get over you
That was wasted time
After 3 years of trying to get you to look at me that's all it ever was
Wasted time
Wasted tears
Wasted make-up
Wasted anger
Wasted me
Wasted love
It's taken what I used to be and destroyed it
I used to feel strong
I used to feel like I could do anything
I used to smile at my reflection, and know
Know that regardless of what you said, I was beautiful
But if I saw that ******* the subway, she would be a stranger
I know that you never be able to grow up enough to own up to your mistakes
I know that everyone talks about my poetry at school and that it scares you
Scares you because with one word, I could tell everyone
I could ruin your reputation, and wreck your relationship
I could turn the tables
I won't pretend that it doesn't sound beautiful
But I can't ever hurt anyone the way you hurt me

You are class president
You are the perfect student
You are the perfect boyfriend
But you will be the perfect pariah if I tell them what we did

I won't tell them though
All of your ***** little secrets will die with my feelings for you
And they are definitely dead

But after reviewing my options I have decided that I am not a martyr
We both know it, Matthew, I am not a martyr
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