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games,    games,                   fun to play
fun,         fun,                   never stays
stay,       stay,           she begged him
him,       him,     who wanted to win
win,       win,                       at a price
price,    price,       loser takes her life
I hate myself.
He called me beautiful.
"You're so beautiful", said he.
It should have been sweet,
a compliment to flow off one's tongue,
but I knew what he wanted.

His lustful lies are empty
to my delicate heart.
I know better than to fall
for the charming prince
with the beautiful words.
Faking "I'm okay"
Almost hurts
And definitely makes
Me worse
 Oct 2014 TheBrokenSoldier
V Anna
Why are
you still
in my head!?
Please
Go away!

Please don't.
I wanna erase you but i can't
What is jealousy?
In its simplest form,
insecurity.

The emotions involved,
fear of impurity.
The nagging thought,
disloyalty.

The dependance,
that need for security.
I want to be your light

I want to pretend that I can

But

I can't shine like your night sky

I can't even fake a smile
I wanted to put his poem here because, yeah, I added to it and we made it a piece for us together that I already put here, but I honestly just love his lines so much, far more than mine. If he knew how many times I've re-read this, he'd probably laugh or give me a funny look or something. But, I don't know... he just makes me so stupidly happy. It doesn't even make sense that I can be so miserable, see him, and just want to... grin...
Yeah, well, this is the original poem he sent me on 9/29/2014 at 12:43 A.M. while I was sleeping. (I love waking up to stuff *insert stupid him related grin*)
In a word
I would describe
The way I see you
As beautiful

In one word
I would describe
The way I see me
As ugly

But then I realized
You're in my heart
So maybe my heart
Is beautiful

If my heart is beautiful
The am I beautiful?
Maybe I can be
If you love me too.

I looked up
Smiling like crazy
And I realized that maybe
I shouldn't write this
In the middle of math
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