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 Feb 2019 Matthew
yúyīn
Untitled
 Feb 2019 Matthew
yúyīn
kissing girls is like heaven 
and worth going to hell for
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Poolza
Sunshine
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Poolza
Why throw shade
when you can throw sunshines?
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Poolza
Suicide
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Poolza
**** me, **** me; cut my wrists
**** me, **** me; hang my body

Everyday repeats again and again
Screaming inside; my voice is tired

**** me, **** me
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Poolza
I want to know
what it's like
to have friends

I want to know
what it's like
to eat

I want to know
what it's like
to feel

I want to know
what it's like
to be loved

I want to know
what it's like
to be human
 Feb 2019 Matthew
Sav
But you also liked boys.

Remember the summer when I was your number
one choice.

When I had you in my arms.

After dark, sparks sparked.

Do you remember watching Mulan with your sisters, do you remember slipping your hand under my blanket to grip my thigh so sweetly.

Do you remember kissing after dark do you remember going to the park.

Do you remember when I picked you up in an illegal car and you got in and gawked.

Do you remember calling me beautiful.

Do you remember kissing and laughing, do you remember the sweet kisses against my ear.

Do you remember me, and whispering in my ear.

Do you remember that summer holding me and asking me to tell you a story.

Do you remember me falling asleep on your thighs and you taking me up to bed and resting my head against your bed. Draping a blanket over me.

Did you ever love me?

Or did you lie.

Either way, you made me

cry.
strangers
passing
on
their
way

going to the same place
idk anymore. just take my 10 word crap for what it is
is there a hole
in my lungs
i've never felt
before now?
10 word prose challenge thingy again?
i just reread it and is actually 11
imma doof
i wish
there was one me
that everyone knew

i wish
i wasn't a lie
but even that's an excuse

i wish
i was just me
and could still please you

but mostly
i think it'd be easier
and that's the truth

maybe
that's self-serving
but surely i deserve to

wish
to stop acting like the old me
and become something new
no motivation
not enough time
falling to pieces
falling in line
prison of love
inescapable mind
scared of the future
getting left behind
choosing to be yours
but you'll never be mine
losing my reason
to keep finding new rhymes
everyday is hard
and i just can't seem to find
something to hold onto
as my many worlds collide
embracing for the impact
all the anger that boils inside
i'm still afraid
i just won't be surprised
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