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Rj Jan 2018
I am angry at you for not trying harder for me
I am angry at you for making me think I am not worth your time
Rj Jan 2018
None of us know each other
None of us want to even try
Or maybe it's just me
And maybe my standards
Are too high

They wouldn't understand
All these strangers down the halls
I sit alone on my bed
And hear giggles through
The walls

And no matter how hard I try
It always comes to this odd end
I have to constantly remind myself
A therapist is not
A friend
Rj Jan 2018
I slip just below the surface
Like a thin blanket separating
The unconscious from not
But I never quite make it
To either side
  Jan 2018 Rj
witchy woman
I apologize,
for I am broken
and for all the things
I've left unspoken.
I criticize
myself, every time
you're around
for within myself I looked and reasoned
and there is not a cause to be found.
I am tainted
by my past renditions
left me in this strange condition
for more- is never enough,
but away these marred feelings I tuck.
But, it's okay
I swear I'm fine
I'm just losing myself in my mind
she calls me through sleep and time
to whisper horror stories late at night.
Lady Dressed in black,
disintegrating yet still whole
crying, as I sputter
shovelling dark, demonic coal.
Into the fire, she burns,
down beneath, revealing
something I never wanted to see
but she showed it to me anyway.
Held my hair and made me stay,
made me touch, made me play
made me say I like it
I swear I like it
I do.
it's really hard to describe
exactly what I've been through.
I've recited it enough in my mind,
I'd like to explain it to you.

I'd like to believe I could
if you were to ever bring it up.

but whenever I try to talk about it
the words always get stuck.
Does anyone have an experience similar?
  Jan 2018 Rj
A
I imagine it would be like the silence after you turn off the music
Rj Jan 2018
An old familiar feeling that I used to shove away
But I think this time I’ll listen to what it has to say
Maybe you don’t think I’d do it
Hell, I’d hate to give you a scare
But when it all comes right down to it
I wonder if you care
Rj Jan 2018
We laid in bed giggling to one direction
My phone's speaker wasn't very loud
A moment of silence, awkward silence
No. Anticipation. On your end.
You wrapped your arm around my waist
I giggled, nervous.
You stared at me. You bit your lip.
I made a comment about the song
You paid no attention.
You rolled on top of me. Straddling me.
I laughed again. My heart pounded.
hahaha stop
You leaned forward, mouth open
I panicked. Hands up to my face.
Your lips met my shield.
You grabbed my wrists and held them down
I turned my face towards the side
You put your lips to my cheek and neck
And you breathed slowly
Get off of me.
I don't know how many times you kissed my cheek
I don't know how many times you kissed my neck
But I remember your grip
Hard. Determined. Sweaty.
You sat up and I gave an awkward laugh
No no no hahaha
You slid your hand between my legs
Ran your fingers up
No stop, I jolted
You rolled off. You pulled me on top of you
I went to roll off.
You held me there.
So I laid there. On top of you.
Staring at the purple wall.
Listening to a song.
But not really.
a reflection
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