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 Oct 2015 Y
KILLME
BlackOutPoetry
 Oct 2015 Y
KILLME
He sat down and wrote
Complaining of his exclusion
And the life of extreme seclusion.
You must be surprised if you suffer
A danger that I cannot name.
I am the chief of terrors so unmanning.
Lighten this destiny.
Respect my silence.
The Dark Influence smiled
With the promise of peace of mind.
His life, so great.
A change of words must lie
For some deeper ground
words from Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
I'm not crying for you
I'm crying for me
I've wasted
my
time
with
you

you
are
nothing
to me now
 Jun 2015 Y
iridescent
Life's a blank canvas and the artist's sometimes not you, but those who once came into you.

Some have sparks so blinding you almost forget the charred mess they made; some have hands so warm you couldn't resist memorising every contours of their palms that you almost would make a replica of them; some leave lines so intricate yet untraceable you wonder if they were supposed to be maps that lead to somewhere.

Learn to draw on your own and draw for your own. Paint all that is intangible and paint all that you that you could hold. Remember that no one could love you better than you do.
 Jun 2015 Y
XIII
Zigzag
 Jun 2015 Y
XIII
I am not straight.
I am curly, wavy, jagged, zigzag.
 May 2015 Y
medicine
Dumb Girl
 May 2015 Y
medicine
I noticed you at first day
But you didn't

First time we talked,
you thought that I was funny
We talked a lot from that day
And you recognized me as your friend
It was really a move,
because I started to liking you

You looked at me in the eyes,
with those brown iris.
You were sad that day,
and you said
that I am your best friend
Your sad eyes blinded me
I was drowning,
but you were too sad to see

Morning came
I realized your words
"best friend"
It was a sign
that I should stop my fight

When our knees touched
I didn't even know
to move my body or not.
Intoxicating,
and terrifying at the same time

It was December
We were close than ever
You wished me happy birthday
And I almost said
"I love you too"

I knew it from the start
this whole thing could really pained me
"you can't be friend with someone you love"
But still,
dumb girl, do the dumb things
 May 2015 Y
Summer Jackson
Alcohol drowns my sorrows,
smoking numbs my pain
ya i might lose my lungs and my liver
but it s nothing compared to what i feel in my heart
the aching and the breaking
like its dividing into to itty-bitty pieces
i feel like you're killing me
but don't worry, lucky for me its just cancer.
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