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å Apr 2013
humans are natural posers.
we're all those sheep.
trying to be like the next.
watching & following.
it's not just me.
å Apr 2013
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The black hole pulled her in,
and left her dead with no way to win.
So addicted but not at all ashamed,
Picture perfect and perfectly framed.
just a different take at an old poem.
å Apr 2013
in these early hours it's coming to me.
i don't really know what my life is going to be.
but i realize want you there with me.
i love you. you're all i need.
and i'm in way too deep.
å Mar 2013
there are signs on everyone's faces,
they all say it's time to go,
and i just know it is.
å Mar 2013
i tried writing something here,
it sounded beautiful in my head.

all that came out of it was
"you forgot me"

like the books you'd buy for sunday reading.
å Jan 2013
I hear people say these words,
only every now and then.

But they haunt me,
because i know they're true.

"Of all the things i've lost..
I miss my mind the most."

So i go searching at night
through the doors and windows.

Wandering.
Lost.
Betrayed.
Cold.
å Dec 2012
JG~
You hate me,
but i won't hurt him.
You see me,
and still ignore.
I sit there and frown
and you let me drown
in a silence of loathing.
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