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 Sep 2016 Viseract
Maddii Lloyd
How can you say those things to me
how can you think of me like that
how can you feel like that about me

when you dont know me
dont know my secrets and flaws
my deepest and darkest hate
not only on my self but the
way i keep living

how can you be in love with someone
like me
who cuts
starves
binges
who is
ugly
hated
worthless

but i guess if i cant love myself
i may aswell let you love me
 Sep 2016 Viseract
Ovi-Odiete
there are some poets who you read and they give you a rushing inspiration to write more, better than muses from nature..... But when such a poet leaves, it's harder to write again
For my Friend Sydrivers who left this beautiful HP
I hope I get to read his works again
Let me go, somewhere safe, away from hell, away from pain, maybe something is to gain, in this place, a distinctive game, of blood and pain, all about the fame, I find it lame, this world in all, it makes me want to fall, and fall apart, its every day, I deal with a broken heart, I need to restart, away from life, heaven or hell, I live a ****** tale, I read back, the good days, **** I remember when we were a faze, you would talk about our kids, in the future somewhere, I always felt special in certain ways, I know now, it was all a game, not to you, but for god to play, with our hearts, emotions and all, sometimes I don’t feel tall, I feel like ****, left behind, would people notice if I were gone, I could ask myself, every day, when my heart again breaks, do they care, do they want me there, things I must know, is heaven above with heavenly snow, is hell beneath, with chains and murderous crows, making my fear grow, I act strong, high and all mighty, little do they know, I’m fallen and all pity, my life, well, no more than ******, I feel I’m falling in eternity, gods burning me, it’s clear to see, I’m a mystery, living in misery, I’m stuck In history, a ****** tree, my cuts all bleed, it sprouts new seeds, to bring me suffering, you think I’m bluffing, you think it is a game, of blood and fame, sometimes I think its overly lame.
 Sep 2016 Viseract
Lily
You and I.
 Sep 2016 Viseract
Lily
You say...
"Hate me."
I tried: ...I love you.
You say...
"Forget me."
I tried: ...I love you.
You say...*
"I am deeply in love with you"
I said...*
"Goodbye."
©Lily M Sky
And still, madly in love but too stubborn to admit it to you. So here goes the feelings I was to prideful to say outloud.
 Sep 2016 Viseract
Star Gazer
In a crowd of faces, some old, some new
But I shouldn't feel as lonely as I do.
 Sep 2016 Viseract
vinny
your flaws make you perfect
in every way
i wanted you to feel
but you kept me at bay

i've seen what lies beneath
crooked teeth
curvy spine
hobbit feet
scar on your calf
blond tuft of hair
on your lower back

your flaws make you perfect
in every way
revealing their beauty
86,400 seconds per day
 Sep 2016 Viseract
NV
MY GOD,
I HAVE INHALED ABANDONMENT FOR SO LONG,
THAT ANY SCENT OF LOVE IN THE AIR,
MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO BREATHE.
PLUS,
THE TANKS OF OXYGEN ALWAYS SEEM TO BE MIXED WITH A HIGH DOSAGE OF PUSHING PEOPLE AWAY,
AND I WEAR THE MASKS SO OFTEN,
I FORGET I EVEN HAVE THEM ON.
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