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I still remember his hands on me
Touching me everywhere
Everywhere he shouldn't
I still live under the same roof as him
Acting like it never happened
Acting like a loving family
But still I feel his hands on me
I told my mom
She knew everything
Yet nothing ever happened
Yet I sleep crying cuz I feel his hands on me
30
you can be the Hero
or the Villain
it just depends
on what part of yourself
you ****.
Well,
I've come to terms with coming to terms,
terms and conditions apply.

Please wait in line,
the firing squad is experiencing delays

and we'd all like to delay
but the inevitable is generally the rule.

Making breakfast
enough to last
until supper,

not the last supper, I pray,
that's already been done to death.
may 24, 2017
last suicide attempt
everyone blamed you
it was him
he hurt you
why do you even talk to him still?

you were never the reason
you broke up with me that night
and i snapped
the only thing that kept me happy
left
and i had
zero reason to
live

it was never your fault...
 Apr 30 Whyfakeasmile
Her
the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r
She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.
I am throwing up straight gasoline.
Steam is dripping down my eyes.
I work twice as hard as that man.
I earn five times less awards.
My body is deteriorating.
I am tripping over the wires at my feet.
I am falling ill; I keep working.
That man will pay
But you know what they say
You can’t take it with you.
why do they get to determine his success, just because they said so?
the blood drips down my legs
oh my
what have i done this time?
The warm feeling of
the blood leaking
is the worst,
but it's comforting
knowing the blood is real
knowing that I'm still alive.
The blood drips down my legs
Its stings a lot
what happened to the happy
little kid I once was.
"That's okay though"
I whisper to myself
as i close my eyes and
fall asleep.
The blood drips down my legs
"Clean your room!"  
Oh, Mum, I wish you knew that my room isn't the only thing I can't keep clean.
im sorry
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