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Jan 2015 · 501
i forgot to punctuate
WickedHope Jan 2015
the hurt hurt hurt please make it stop i cant breathe anymore i wanted to call you at one fifteen this morning when i wanted to die but i knew you would just hang up or tell me to ******* so i texted him god knows why i choose him he helped some but ten minutes later i was worse and worse and im internalizing everything and im going to explode god i want to die last night i drew up five separate plans for suicide im not sure which i want to try this time but im so done with hurting my breakdowns and panic attacks are more frequent and i dont know when it was last this bad and im scared i cant compete with all the things dragging me down i dont know how to get back up and im scared so scared i want to **** myself but i cant but i might but i dont know anything i want to run away from everything but everything always follows me and i dont know how to stop the cold blood that somehow keeps pumping though my heart has stopped i feel like the dry leaves in the fall no matter what you try to do what i try to do i end up in more pieces so much so that you cant recognize me or put me back together yeah i feel like that nothing and everything and too many and im so alone empty gone gone gone make the pain stop i beg of myself but ive always been such a *******
welcome to my head
vacate immediately if you want to maintain your sanity
WickedHope Jan 2015
I never stop burning,
even dim my coals are fiery.
That's me, cheesy but true.
Passionately loyal to a fault.
Thank you, INFJ-ness.
- - -
Thanks to Shannon for putting the challenge out.
Jan 2015 · 965
"Define insanity," he toys.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Darling, we're insanity.
I come back to listen
To you whisper your sweet nothings,
Then get a backhand to the face.
I know "you have the capacity to change,"
I mutter to myself, the whole way
To and back from your place.
I tell myself "it won't always be this way,"
One of these days,
My blood soaked clothes
A trail upon your floor,
You'll beg me to stay.
You're so painful.
- - -
"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again
and expecting different results."
- Albert Einstein
Jan 2015 · 1.9k
No Good, Too Good
WickedHope Jan 2015
What are the things that you wish to remember about me
You better write them down before they all slip away
I keep having this recurring dream recurring nightmare
That you forget about me or remember only the bad
Or only the good but not me never all of me for who I am
Shh, keep talking and maybe your tongue will fall off. Hahahahaha.
What what what what. Blood.
Jan 2015 · 678
The Fog Won't Lift
WickedHope Jan 2015
I run the back roads
to our hill
and stare at Boston
in the distance

I wish you
were that close,
close enough to see
so I know you're there
Memories I'm supposed to let go of, though I go back there all the time looking for something different. But I never find more than memories of someone I'm supposed to have forgotten.

His twentieth birthday is soon...
- - -
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/918689/meet-me/
Jan 2015 · 967
Recipe (Challenge by konr)
WickedHope Jan 2015
i suppose i am composed
of some of my mother
and parts of my father
no matter how i try to shed them both
i am warped by premature exposure
to prostitution and *******
my veins are ***** from
the needles i don't use
and my head is clear from
the pills i don't take
painted skin covers
the pale emptiness
my skin as a canvas
that all too accurately reflects
the blank white nothing inside of me
cruel hope after hope that's been
left to disappoint
disapproval of myself end to end
fiber to fiber is deemed inadequate
so focus outward forget about this body
how to impact the world
how to change the world
how to fix the world
I don't know, okay? It was an attempt. :I
Thanks to konr and Creep for putting this out.
- - -
Guys, I got a new twitter, am I "hip" yet?
Jan 2015 · 3.8k
Lucky 7
WickedHope Jan 2015
"You're so                      
much prettier
                      with wet hair"
"Yeah?"
"Mmm... Yeah."
- - -
The conversations we have... yup...
Jan 2015 · 680
Grip
WickedHope Jan 2015
Twist with your wrist
The dagger into me
Red pours out
Looks like I can still bleed
You smile, I laugh
The pain sets me free
Was going to be longer, but I'm lazier than usual lately, sorry -- not sorry.
- - -
Have I ever told you guys how much I love toast?
'Cause, like, I really dig toast, ya know?
WickedHope Jan 2015
the rim of your beer can
tastes like your stale cigarettes
i choke on the lingering flavor
persistent in my mind
you're overwhelming from afar
if we were closer perhaps
i would build up immunities
to your snares that have me
caught up and falling
head over heals drowning
only at the rim of your beer can
I made it longer. Tada. :P
- - -
Anyone else feel like dying right now, or is it just me?
Jan 2015 · 4.5k
Addicted to Assholes
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm addicted to having my heart broken

Sometime while he's groping my chest
He rips my heart out of it

I live for being lied to

Keeping my eyes covered staying blind
As to only rely on his words

I'm crazy about being a game piece

To be handled and moved wherever he pleases
For toys are meant to be played with

Mostly though
I'm addicted to having my heart broken
Jan 2015 · 1.8k
Let's Play A Game
WickedHope Jan 2015
let's play a game
where i call it love
and you call it something else

both of us losing while we win
you call it beauty
and i call it sin

we pretend always is the same as today
but 'us' and 'forever' go their separate ways
Me and you aren't an "us".
I hate that I wish we were.
Jan 2015 · 365
To Recall An Introduction
WickedHope Jan 2015
I miss the boy
               Who would reassure me

        But then again I'd bet

You miss the girl*
               Who didn't need reassurance
Surprise, somewhat inaccurate first impressions.
I might add to this but I'm busy today.
Jan 2015 · 47.8k
Goodnight, Sweet Dreams
WickedHope Jan 2015
Goodnight, Bug*                                  
                                   *Sweet dreams, Bee

Have all my love                                  
                                   *And dream for me
Based off of a thing that happened c:
Jan 2015 · 3.6k
You're Mad At Me
WickedHope Jan 2015
I feel like you're mad at me
But you know
You know how I am
You know that I'm in a fractured state of mind
You know that I don't remember what I say late at night
you know that I have to delete our conversations because my phone is stupid
You know that I can't accept myself
You know that I need someone patient to calm me down
You know that I'm hard to fight
You know that I've been ****** up for the past 11 years
You know that I'm constantly terrified of everything
You know that I am most afraid of being left alone
You know how I am
And I feel like you're mad at me
I don't really remember what I said, but clearly I made you mad at me. I wish you'd just talk to me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You're all I have right now, please. I feel like everyone else is gone. I just want someone who cares. I just want a friend. Please... text, call, email... I'm sorry I'm the neediest person ever. I'm sorry I'm ****** up and hate myself, I just don't know how to do anything else. I'm sorry I told you about the lists and now you think I'm a worthless idiot. I'm sorry I never had the nerve to properly chase you -- not that you ever wanted me, even though there was a time I thought you might. Please talk to me. Please. I'm freaking out even though I have no right to. I'm sorry that I can't just leave you alone, because I know that'd probably be easier for you. I'm sorry I'm broken. I'm sorry I cry so much lately... the girl who never cried. I just want us to be better friends. Tell me what you want, anything, name it, even if it's for me to go away. Outright say it and I will. I'm sorry I always want too much of you. I'm sorry you hate me now. I'm sorry, I really am.
- - -
Sorry the note's long.
Jan 2015 · 1.4k
"I'm done talking"
WickedHope Jan 2015
You said you cared once
I wish you'd keep telling me that
Instead of *there's nothing I care about
Last night.
Hahaha, I'm going mad.
I'm full of *****.
Kiss me before I **** me?
Jan 2015 · 5.4k
Ringing In My Ears
WickedHope Jan 2015
There's a ringing, ringing in my ears,
You can't hear it, the people don't hear it.
I draw rings, the ringing in my ears.
Dark circles appear under my eyes;
I am so tired from doing nothing.
The lights flash and we don't blink,
Forces clash and we don't blink.
I can't hear what you're not saying,
What you're not praying, proclaiming,
For there's a ringing within my ears.
It drowns out the stars,
It drowns out all fright for
I am so tired from doing nothing.
Peace and retreat drive me mad;
Retreat is not peace, it is pieces.
There's a ringing, ringing in my ears,
You can't hear it, the people don't hear it...
Yet another example of how I don't pay attention during lectures.
...I'm tired of the seemingly unanimous refusal to fight.
- - -
I'm tired of talking about marriage, on a completely unrelated note.
Jan 2015 · 2.1k
Secondhand Kiss
WickedHope Jan 2015
the rim of your beer can
tastes like your stale cigarettes
I don't know... It happened, so I wrote it.
WickedHope Jan 2015
A good day, today was a good day
Laughter and joy came out to play
But happiness can never stay
Depressed. Literally for no reason.
Yay.
Jan 2015 · 3.4k
Smoke Me
WickedHope Jan 2015
Put me to your lips and inhale
Taste me on your tongue
Before you force me out
In a puff of smoke
Watch me disappear into the air
As I swirl around you
Bring me back in
For round two
What.
- - -
Anyone else wonder why I'm so lonely, like what the **** is my deal?
WickedHope Jan 2015
i am seaglass
collect me along the shore
i am once jagged edges
now dulled by time and salt
wounds full of salt
i have forgotten what sweet is
foggy clouded
clarity lost for the sake of beauty
i am discarded
collect me along the shore
i am scattered in pieces
that no longer fit together
curves and waves
i am tough i am smooth
i have lived my life in rough waters
water and rock
have rearranged my shape
i am under your feet
collect me along the shore
will you hold my fragments
and tell me i am beautiful

- - -
Capitalization and punctuation
are completely optional,
no matter what anyone says.
Jan 2015 · 808
Losing Our Grips
WickedHope Jan 2015
Navy blue sweater
Five buttons up
Reaches my thighs

Brush the sleeves
Graze my hand
I gasp and sigh

But you turn away
*I wish you'd stay
Will you stay?
- - -
This is an old piece. Ehhh.... it's bad.
Jan 2015 · 17.4k
"Sleep, Beauty. Sleep."
WickedHope Jan 2015
I wish I knew how to
Freeze myself
In a cryochamber
So I could wake up
In fifty years or so
When no one will
Remember me
Or what I've done
I have weird thoughts.
Jan 2015 · 1.9k
Cast Iron and Hands
WickedHope Jan 2015
I hate me, I hate me, I hate me
For being so jealous, possessive, angry
Why do I ruin everything
By claiming each as my own
Why can't I just let things go
I lead myself to further pain
I keep saying "my" and "mine"
And expecting a long time
I don't, don't want to share
I don't, don't want to care
Not even fair, when I act this way
I'm the one who'll never stay
I keep setting myself up to fail
Punishment in my own twisted jail


I make people my whole world
I orbit someone like they're my sun
But it's cold, being left in space
They never wanted me in the first place
****** poem about ****** me.
- - -
I'm in the midst of a violent outburst.
Thought this would help me stop.
It didn't.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Whether or not I was "asking for it"
Shouldn't matter
No one deserves that,
Not me, not her -- no one.
Jan 2015 · 721
Give Her An 'A'
WickedHope Jan 2015
You love her
You still love her
I don't know how I forgot
That she was always everything
You were looking for
I was never
Enough
Another one for KB, who wants to immortalize her and put me on meds.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Crystal Blue
Trained on my back
I can feel you
I wish I could feel you

Would you let me
Do something out of character
Or would it push you further away
Sorry about my anxiety, I know how much of an inconvenience it is for you.
- - -
I've missed his glasses.
WickedHope Jan 2015
If I love you
It means you
Can break me
If I don't
I could miss
Out on
Someone and something
Amazing
You're so much more than just amazing, ***.

Falling in love is... a lot of things. (too many adjectives to even begin)
- - -
For a guy, he knows who he is.
- - -
I only write **** lately, I'm so sorry.
Jan 2015 · 3.4k
In My Mouth
WickedHope Jan 2015
He laughs at me

When I arch my back

Trying to get the last drop
... of my drink. :p
Does this pass as innuendo?
Jan 2015 · 2.6k
I'm On Clearance
WickedHope Jan 2015
I always swore
I'd never sell my soul
But then he told me
How hot I'd look
In sexier clothing
I hate breathing.
Hate it so much.
Jan 2015 · 1.2k
"You can't... (10w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
...save everyone," they said.

                                                                    They were right,
                                                                          I died trying.
Jan 2015 · 959
Family Affair: 6:43pm
WickedHope Jan 2015
I hear my father ****** my brother in the next room
Before he slits my mother's throat
Brother dearest already stabbed me prior to his death
Father simply ignores me and walks right out the door
He's gone to light the town with matches
While I cut myself into pieces
I leave littered on the floor
hate hate hate
nothing
why
WickedHope Jan 2015
Don't be mad at me when I lie to you
Tell you I'm okay
The days that are bad are the days that I'm smiling
******* laughing at my blood
Stab me, stop being kind
Only spend time with people who hurt me
Use me, hit me, pick me apart, crush me
Don't ask me what I ate or if I drank
Don't be mad at me when I lie to you
Laugh you off, flip my hair
Don't let the pretty colors fool you
I'm not the church girl you think I am
Don't let the brains fool you
I'm not the try hard you think I am
Don't let the smiles fool you
I don't have a cure
Don't be mad at me when I lie to you
And tell you I'm fine
You don't care, you can't care, I'll hurt you, just forget about me, you know it's easy, I always fade away from memory, it's one of my few ****** up talents.
For a friend who was concerned today; don't be.
I'm fine, after all, that's all you need know.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I don't love him.     I don't love him.     I don't love him.
He hurt me.             He hurt me.             He hurt me.
Breathe.                     Breathe.                    Breathe.
I can't see what's to come, and that terrifies me.
I terrify me.
WickedHope Jan 2015
What if                              


I'm        


              not


                                         real?
Jan 2015 · 771
"Made Too Pretty"
WickedHope Jan 2015
My mind lies to my heart, says,
We don't love you,

My heart lies to my mind, says,
We hate the pain,

But my mind knows,
Just as my heart knows,
How addictions work.
Idk why this song made me write this. There's literally like no relevance.
Go listen to "Made Too Pretty" by As Cities Burn, it's been stuck in my head all afternoon/night.
Jan 2015 · 1.7k
I Want Far Too Much...
WickedHope Jan 2015
I want someone to look me in the eyes
like nothing else matters

I want to wake up to him
or a text from him or something more
than the empty feeling in my chest

I want someone to share random thoughts with

I want him to pull me into
his jacket and zip us up inside

I want to talk to someone
about theories, ethics, words,
the universe and more

I want someone to call me at one in the morning
and tell me to look at Polaris

I want him to pick me up unexpectedly
and make me laugh hysterically until I snort

I want someone to trade literature with,
sleep in with, cuddle with

I want someone to miss me when we're apart
Even if it was all fake, I still miss the little things.
- - -
He was always the perfect lie...
WickedHope Jan 2015
She rises at night,
As new or full,
And she pulls him to his feet.

He rises at the sight of her,
A reflection of her old self,
Yet still illuminated
In her inconsistent darkness.

When she is unbalanced
He aches to compensate,
Attempts to return her kindness,
But he is left merely trying,
With her unsure of dying.

For the moon can raise the tide,
But the tide can't light the moon.
Might do more about this or something similar.

For the one who calls me his moon.
---
WickedHope Jan 2015
You never looked at me like that...

Together I see you
I try not to stare
That girl do you love her
Or simply not care

Attention focused
On one another
That boy do you love him
Or does it not matter

I don't care and it doesn't matter
Maybe you two will be happy together

For
You never looked at me like that...
Over you, I swear...
WickedHope Jan 2015
"Forever?"* is too long;
"Love me?" is too difficult;
"Stay?" is too needy;
"Hold me?" is too awkward...

Some how my questions are always wrong,
I just want to regain the love that I once felt;
But I'm left with broken bones and broken heart on the ground pleading,
And he dusts himself off, walking away telling me to *"keep going onward."
*Love has never worked with me...*

How do you keep going when you're so battered?
WickedHope Jan 2015
I still want you, but I know know you aren't worth it.
You aren't worth it, so I'm over you.
So over you, that I dream about you.
I dream about talking to you.
Talking to you, I'd push you.
Push you back against the wall and tell you.
I'd tell you I want you and plant my lips.
I'd plant my lips all over you, making your skin bloom.
Skin bloom and desire sigh.
Desiring sighing, let's go somewhere private.
Somewhere private, I'll at last show you after months.
After months of built up ****** frustration, you'll see.
You'll see what I've been wanting for so long to show you.
I'll show you what you've been missing.
I hate you.
Because I've totally accepted the fact that you're a complete ****,
but I still kinda want you in this weird way.
- - -
Aaannnddddd... title. Yup.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I miss the way you would hum to me
with your lips moving on my bare back...

I miss the way you'd look into my eyes
from above, me on your bedroom floor...
Why is it the later it gets, the more my singularity *****?
Jan 2015 · 3.8k
My Face Is A Mess (10w)
WickedHope Jan 2015
Don't we all want
to be held
while we cry?
I'm alone.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I don't know how to cover the miles,
Hell, I don't even quite know how I feel,
But I know that tonight we're both alone.
I wish I could just hold your hand,
Hold you close and tell you, "I'm here."
Physically transcending the miles between
Seems impossible for you and me.
How do you hold broken bones together;
How do you dig one grave in two places?
We're buried under the rubble together,
But I can't grab on to you darling.
How can we keep each other from sinking?
We can't even sink with one another.
I just want to be able to kiss your cheek,
And show you I'm real and here for you,
But I don't know how to cover the miles...
Hell, I don't even quite know how I feel.
I just want us to stop having to be alone.
(As friends or otherwise.)
WickedHope Jan 2015
Babe,
You've been distant
The whole time
You've been home...

I see you out with her,
And my soul is crushed.

I always thought,
That out of the two
Hearts you broke,
I was your favourite...
He broke both our hearts,
but I always thought that he loved me a little more.
But he said no to me, avoided me,
and went out with her recently (as friends, but still).

Why does my heart end up in pain no matter what?
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why did you eat that?
Don't you know
You're already fat?

Everyone is staring,
At the way your skin
Is swelled and sagging.

No one wants you,
With all that extra cargo
You look 200 pounds.

Put the food down
And go for a run --
You look disgusting.

Why did you eat that?
Don't you know
You're already fat?
Jan 2015 · 2.0k
Pink Poinsettia
WickedHope Jan 2015
Pink poinsettia petals
Are really just leaves
What makes them so rosy
Or the red ones bleed

I think they are quite like me
All year round my mother
Grows them in our house
Most days they must stay inside
I do the same, in here I hide

Leaves green, on occasion wilting
My smile white, I'm always faking
Potted plant, forced to grow
On one, set path chosen for it
By my mother like she does for me

Pink poinsettia petals
Are really just leaves
What makes them so rosy
Or the red ones bleed
I like the stanza that I repeated, it's from the original version I wrote, I lost the rest though. I tried to re-write it but... I'm not pleased in the slightest.
Jan 2015 · 458
Yes, I have.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Have you ever seen a yellow sky?
Have you ever made a man cry?
Have you knocked on the cabin in the woods?
Have you let a friend down when it mattered?
Have you seen the smile on the face of the homeless?
Have you called out after that special someone in a public space?
Have you pleaded for another chance to change and be better?
Have you given everything for something you believe in?
Have you watched someone you love die in front of you?
I have my annual protest this month.
Trying to focus on it; something to look forward to.
- - -
Have you ever ...
Idk, it just happened, ignore it.
Jan 2015 · 580
I Sleep With My Eyes Closed
WickedHope Jan 2015
I had hoped to be the girl of his dreams,
Turns out he was the guy of my nightmares.
Plot twist: I woke up.
Jan 2015 · 650
Tonight, Tomorrow, Forever
WickedHope Jan 2015
She asked for tonight and he was ready for forever
So he just held her while the window shutters shook

She muttered in her sleep and he called her name when he was awake
So she said his back because he made her heart beat faster

She stood calf deep in the wind and snow and he wished her inside
So he stepped into the storm and was just in time to see her collapse

She was the only one he wanted and he was the only one around for her
So she let him bring her inside and he held her for another night

She woke in his arms once more
                           He dreamt of their together days and always
But his sleeping face scared her
                           But he was unaware of her uncertainties

So she left at his side a note to replace her
                           And he wasn't sure where to look for her this time

               But                                                                  ­           While
She had after all only asked for tonight                   He was ready for forever
Any guesses who these people are?
Yup. Exactly.
WickedHope Jan 2015
Why did you stay
I never asked you to stay
I wish you would leave
It would be easier
My mind distorts reality
Though I'll never tell how much
But when you're here I can't
Go and get the hell out
I can't do this with you here
Leave, leave, I'm begging dear
I need to get away, as do you
You just leave me
And I'll leave you
Walk down the stairs and
Don't come back
I'll just stay here with shards of glass
Then when I turn and see
You've gone down the street
I'll slit my throat
With no one left
                              to hold on to me
I hope it's goodbye this time.
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