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 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Lily
Love
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Lily
He gently traced her scars,
Kissed them gently,
Helped them heal.
She calmed his troubled breathing,
Rubbed his back,
Hugged him tightly.
They were there for each other,
When the world and
Their own minds attacked them,
When no one else came to their aid.
That's love.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Raiven Pryde
I wasn't hers to fix,
but she fixed me still.
I could push and shove,
but when I looked again,
she was helping me still.

She put me back together
and I was finally happy again.
But the world,
It has taken many things from me.

So when the world finally broke her,
I was more broken than
than when she found me...

And there was nobody like her,
Nobody to fix me this time.
Nobody to take this person
and make him whole again.
© 4 months ago   love • pain • sad
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Laura Duran
He loves me, he loves me not
We're meant to be, or so I thought
My heart is broken, the pain is real
I long for peace, from all I feel

I fake a smile, so no one knows
I mimic strength, lest weakness shows
I refuse surrender, I stand and fight
I must succeed, and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart, and I can breathe again

Minutes into hours, hours into days
The love I held so tightly, starts to fade away
The pain begins to lessen, the tears no longer fall
Seemed misery was forever but it's not that way at all

Those nights you haunt my dreams
Are now few and far between
When memories overtake me, I know I'll be alright
I know now what to do....and so I write

The ink it flows, pours from my pen
It heals my heart and I can breathe again
Yes, I can breathe again.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Acina Joy
You were.
You were the sun.
You were the pale moon.
You were the nebulous skies.
You were the large, hidden forests.
You were the perilous, unbound seas.
You were the large, hailing pandemonium.
You were the warm, dangerous, crackling fires.
You were the distant winter upon a loft near the lake.
You were the heat that rushed through my terrible flesh.
You were the cold present through the frozen snow.
You were the sad rain upon the garden below.
You were the dispensation of last spring.
You were the ruling law on land.
You were the due on my lips.
You were our sad kiss.
You were the burn.
You were here.
You were.
We were.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Katie Read
When you no longer love me I think I will know it,

And it won't be because I've betrayed you.

It will be signs in things that once made you sing,

Instead now they abstain or repulse you.

When I no longer tickle your fancy but instead I tickle your last nerve.

When I no longer ignite your pulse but instead I extinguish it.

When I no longer sing through your skin but instead I pierce it.

I know you you will no longer love me.

When I’m no longer the breath that fills both your lungs, instead I take needles and puncture them.

When I’m no longer the stream that carries your dreams, instead I capsize you and drown them.

When I’m no longer the fuel that feeds each of your bones, instead I withhold it and starve you.

I know you will no longer love me.

It won’t be because my smile’s gone stale; it won’t be because you dislike me.

It won’t be because my affections set sail; it won’t be because you’ve lost me.

When you no longer love me I think I will know it,

And it won’t be because I’ve betrayed you.

It will be because you simply forgot,

Each part of me that once amazed you.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Joliver
Okay
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Joliver
If there was one word
One word, isolated by itself
That I cannot stand above all others
It would have to be "Okay"
I despise "Okay"
"Okay"
Is how your millionth day at work went
"Okay"
Is off-brand raisin bran
"Okay"
Is how you say life is going
When you don't want to admit you spend
Every second of it
Wanting to die

"Okay"
Is packed to the brim with
Hidden implications
Like a treasure chest
Filled with bottles
With little subliminal hatreds
Written on tiny slips of paper
Passively aggressively pushed inside
To discover later
As I pull out a treasure map
And try to decipher
Where I went wrong

"Okay"
Is a one word dismissal
That feels like an essay a thousand pages long
"Okay"
Is a poison dripping with disinterest
When I dared to share with you
Something I thought might make you smile
"Okay"
Is like trying to talk to a wall
While watching the paint on it dry
"Okay"
Takes two seconds to write
Yet I waited days
For that dreaded word
To grace my notifications
"Okay"
Should be used sparingly
As if each time you send it
You **** the receiver just a little bit
"Okay"
Should not be said so often that
I know what you're about to say
Like I saw it in a crystal ball
"Okay"
Is not looking up from your phone
When I tell you about my day
"Okay"
Is not the proper response
To "I love you"

They say that the opposite of love isn't hatred
It's indifference
And I can't think of a response
More indifferent to pouring out
My heart into your hands
Than "Okay"
At least the last thing you said to me
Before we parted ways
Showed that you cared
At least a little bit
"I hate you"
Stung less
Than the thousands of times
Over our countless conversations
You responded
"Okay"
Okay?
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