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  Mar 2016 No name
Bailey
You turn the water on.
You pour in the neglected bubble bath liquid, you pour in a lot.
You are expecting much from this bottle as you empty it of its contents. You step into the tub and lay down.
Then you see; your toes stick out of the water, the water gets cold too fast, there are no toys to distract you from the awkward silence between you and the bubbles you were expecting to ease your pain, to set your mind free.
You curse the bubbles, stand up and pull the drain, not bothering to watch the soapy water swirl into nothingness.
You turn the shower on and rinse off.
You get out and wrap a towel around you and put on your sinful clothes.
You walk away from the bathroom.
It’s then that you realize your skin is baby soft, the bubbles had done something for you after all.
You forgot to thank them before you pulled that plug, sending them to their doom.
It wasn't their fault.
You are the one that grew, that left them in the back of your cupboard. You're ashamed for only about a minute before you return to your daily routine, only to get ***** once again.
broke the poem up because a few people suggested it
  Mar 2016 No name
Bones powell
My first love, I had thought she has came from heaven above, but it wasn't true..
For she had lied to me.....for she had blinded me with this false hope that I could be happy with another person, these feelings churning in my stomach, left my thoughts tossing and turning in my head, meaningless fights, sleepless nights....for all had come to an end with two words..."we're done"
Bad break up myan
  Mar 2016 No name
Bailey
Please stop trusting me.
I love you but you think that's a good thing.
It's not.

Stay away from me.
Don't you know that I'm poison?
I am.

Things don't work out for me.
You say someday they will.
They won't.

I love you so much more than you could ever know.
Go away.
  Mar 2016 No name
Liz And Lilacs
Today a man told a **** joke.
Everyone laughed.
I stood there and thought about it for a moment
And then I asked,
"What is funny about that?"
The laughter stopped
and they stood there in silence.
The momentary silence of shattered illusions,
There was no answer
Because it wasn't funny
So why laugh?
  Mar 2016 No name
William Shakespeare
My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming;
I love not less, though less the show appear;
That love is merchandized, whose rich esteeming
The owner’s tongue doth publish everywhere.
Our love was new, and then but in the spring
When I was wont to greet it with my lays,
As Philomel in summer’s front doth sing,
And stops her pipe in growth of riper days—
Not that the summer is less pleasant now
Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night,
But that wild music burthens every bough,
And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
    Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue,
    Because I would not dull you with my song.
No name Feb 2016
I can't help it!
In my heart I feel so alone
In a crowd of people
Don't feel like home
Something is missing
Even though I have everything
I could wish for

People think they know me
In reality it's all just bluff
They try to understand
Let's face it, they give up
One moment I'm easy to read
The other I'm a Rubik's Cube
Try to solve me
It's practically impossible

People tell me what's right and what's wrong
But in my head it's all just a blurre
I make mistakes - I'm human as you can see
That's life - that's the reality

I'm crazy and weird
I don't fit in
Trying to look perfect but I keep living in sin
An image of a respectful and good girl is
What I want you to see
But the actions fail to prove that fact
That's what I think - what a pity

I respect myself, I really do
It's just the past that haunts me
It tears me apart
I won't be able to forget
In stead I'm living a life full of regret

I'm a mirror with fingerprints and stains
Looking at myself with a body full of cold blooded veins
It's not me I'm looking at
Even though it's a representation of me
I feel so foreign to myself by the actions that I've done, empty

What's wrong with me
Can't I just be like everyone else; normal
Not questioning everything about life?
No, I just had to be like this

Loving myself is one of the hardest things to do
I'm telling you - it's such a pain to go through
Especially when the mirror is almost broken
By all the people who have let me down, cracked it open

Matter of fact - I've let myself down

Who am I, you ask
I have no clue
I might never find out
But as far as I know, I'll try
Try to accept myself
Try to let go of the past
Try to move foreword
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