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five words.
thats all you said
to tear my heart
into a million shreds.

how fat can you get?
he says
as he scans my body
like I'm a possible threat
i wrote this short poem 2 years ago when someone on the streets commented on my body. i still get stares & comments because I look "heavy" but little do they know that they won't tear me down. but this person did, and it's very hard to forget.
I want you to love me
like you loved me when we met.
After time and experience what's love
but a nebulous concept? I'm all yours.
Clutch my searing sparkle, while it's yours,
like your ardor is too voracious to contest.
I'm all yours. I want you to love me
as the moment's past, like you've
endeavored to make the moment last.
Had I ever adored
another sacred satellite
more, I would have left
but I'm permanently
pulsing in narcosis on the floor,
dead devoted, waiting for the wanton
conflagration to return.
.....

This one's for you.
 Jun 2017 Somebody Nobody
A
Love
 Jun 2017 Somebody Nobody
A
"I love you,"

I said.

He replied,

"Good night."

That night

I knew

what love was for me

was a dream to him
sad
 Jun 2017 Somebody Nobody
Addie
i am lost in a dark sleep
a never-ending maze of demons
haunting ivy crawling on stone
rotting wood covered in moss

i wind around corners
meeting new horrors with each step
a figure with no face
a beast with ****** fangs

i try to run but my feet are concrete
slowly consuming my legs
becoming one with my flesh
yet i persevere

i see a light through a thick fog
my heartbeat cracks the concrete
i rush with the wind
breathing in salvation

i break through the fog
light pours over my body
bathing me in life and love
i am reborn
I fell and I fell,
I’m still falling.
Deeper and deeper down,
it’s endless.

I thought and I thought,
and I’m still thinking.
Forgetting and forgetting,
more and more.

Errors and errors,
you reside in my mind.
I’m getting blind and blind,
you’re the only one I see.

Colder and colder,
you kept the warmth.
Silence and silence,
you’re the only one I need.

Darker and darker,
you and me.
Abuse and abuse,
still you’re the one I choose.

Wounds and wounds,
can’t heal them all.
Sane and Insane,
that’s what we are.

Alone and alone,
time’s longer.
False and true,
I still love you.
I remember when I was 12
There was this really cute guy
He had the most perfect hair
And the most amazing smile
I felt this connection between us
This little spark of attraction
And I liked him so much
That I named it was love
But day after day passed
And someone asked
'So you like her?'
'Nah'
I was broken
'Why?'
'Because she likes One Direction!'
'What if she didn't?'
'Still, not a bit'  
'Why?'
'Honestly, she looks like a pig!'
And there I was
In a broken hearted barn
In the mud of insecurity
As a filthy creature, darned
I could cry, I could wail
But I held myself and slept
Dreamless darkness seemed
So much better than the real
And when I woke up
Just for a moment
I thought it's all okay
But then it struck me like a lightning bolt
Everything came crashing down
I hated myself so much
For being so fat, ugly and hairy
For how I looked and who I was
For my skin and my very bones
And from that day on
I let him define for me
My being, my beauty, my value in life
And love, how it'll never be mine
 Jun 2017 Somebody Nobody
rey
Take one slow breath.
Breathe through your nose.
You are overreacting, it's just change.
"You don't understand!"
I am leaving everything and everyone I've ever known.
The streets I've walked.
The bruises I've gotten from your hands.
The broken-heart you've given me.
I can't just breathe.
Not even a breath.
You see, you've lived everywhere, almost as if you've never had a home.
This has been my only home,
the only place I can tell you the streets like the back of my hand.
You can't forget your hometown, unless you've never had one.
The people.
The small bakery on the corner.
The library across the street.
Those are some of the things I will never forget. Don't tell me to take a breath,
when you have never been through this.
You hypocrite.

© Regan
Just a little thought I turned into a poem.
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