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I can't take this game you play
I feel I'm caving in
My poor heart has had enough
I knew I couldn't win

Look at all the mess you made
Don't you think it's time
To clean up after yourself
I'm so sick from all your lies

Look at me falling now
Cuz you let go of me
Yet without you with me here
I have no gravity
"DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE" PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS AND REPOST TRY TO KEEP IT GOING:  HELLOPOETRY "DEAR BLANK" CHALLENGE SECRET SANTA POEMS EXCEPT NOT SECRET AND NOT SANTA RANDOM ACT/POEM OF KINDNESS STRANGER POETRY APPRECIATION

I thought it might be nice to do like a secret santa thingy on hellopoetry only not secret and not santa… what I mean is, find a random stranger you literally have never met and do NOT know at all whose poetry you like and spend actual time genuinely reading their work, picking out your favorite lines and responding to them, pondering them, etc. Write something positive to them and post it as a poem with their name in the title. The “DEAR BLANK” challenge only you put their name instead of “blank”. I think we could all use a little recognition that we exist and are worth something since everyone seems a little depressed on here (including myself) which is fine, it’s a great outlet but it would be nice for people to just spontaneously find that a random stranger spent time in their life just to recognize you and care about your poetry. To write a kind poem/letter to them responding to lines in their poetry. If you need an example I just posted DEAR IMALRIGHT which was exactly what I meant. Check out imalright's poetry btw it is amazing.
I plan on doing for more than one person and I'd love for you to do the same. Spread a little kindness, we could all use a little.
Also message me if you are going to do the challenge and message the stranger you do the DEAR BLANK challenge for so they know to look for and read your poem.
I just thought that Imalright who was a perfect stranger to me seemed like a wonderful poet and a wonderful person based on her poetry so I chose her.
You do that too if you accept the DEAR BLANK challenge.
INCLUDE DEARBLANKCHALLENGE AS A HASHTAG IF YOU DO THE CHALLENGE SO EVERYONE CAN FIND THEM
please repost this over and over so we can get as many people involved as possible and try and make a difference in a couple people's lives because I just want to make everyone feel loved but I'm just one girl, I can't do it alone. Please help me with this and join me in the DEAR BLANK challenge. Take time out of your day to properly appreciate someone's poetry who you do not know.

PLEASE REPOST LET'S GET EVERYONE INVOLVED!!! ;D
THANKS!

-EMBER EVANESCENT
DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE
Number 8 on the list.
8. The parties marriage is Irretrievably Broken

Those words cut so deep in my chest I gasped aloud reading them.
I haven't loved you in like, FOREVER!
So why this? Why now? I don't want to feel this, this pain, this despair, this regret.

You deserved to lose me.
You cheated and lied,
Broke my heart a million times.
And now that it's on its way to being really over, I am almost sorry we didn't try harder, love more, hate less.

MySpace and Facebook, italiansinglesmeet, xdating...
I could go on...
But it only angers me.
Because at the end of all of it, after everything you did, all the horrible things, after 4 years of no communication...
You finally realized what I told you right before I left you was true:
You will Never find someone who will love you the way I did, and someday you will realize I was the best thing for you. And by the time you realize it, I will be unattainable.
I'm the one that got away.
And that feels **** good.
Irretrievably broken.
Yeah. Your fault. Your loss.
See ya.
Am I over it or not? I'm still not quite sure. . .
Innocence lost
Attention found
Everyone turns the other cheek
Just because she fell when no one was around
Doesn't mean she don't cry herself to sleep

(Oh little star
You could shine so bright
But there's always something out there
Trying to dim your light
You have to choose what's true, what's honest and what's right
Let go of all your strife
And take a chance--
I know you're better than that)

A tired soul already, yet so young
Stop being a fool and respect yourself enough
Let your voice be heard
High above the earth
Little star, show them what you're worth

With a little perseverance you will overcome
The hardships of your teen years-I remember them too
The self loathing and self hatred
They are things that follow you

Sometimes what you say in one day
Can haunt you all your life
you have to have respect for yourself
Someday you'll be a woman, a mother and wife
Would you want your daughter to be like you?
Do you want her to do the things you do?

Oh little star
Are you looking for the sun?
Are you trying to find someone to love you so?
You don't let them see how much you hurt inside
If you speak from your heart and not your mind-maybe they'd understand
Maybe they wouldn't be so blind
This started out as a song, then turned into more of a story/poem. There was a young girl in a group on a chat app who acted and spoke very inappropriately. She said she was 16, just two years older than my oldest daughter.  It really made me upset, thinking things like, "what if that were my daughter?" She will be using social media soon if she isn't already and as I haven't seen her since she was 5 years old, how would I even know if I came across her in one of the many groups I am in? What if she were behaving that way? I literally cried for this girl, who could have been my daughter, and who IS someone's daughter.
Some days I feel the pain more than others.

Some days I can't cope at all.

But I'm getting better at pretending.
They say there's strength in numbers    

But I just want the voices in my head

                                . . .

                     TO GO AWAY
I guess I'm ready for this
Signed the papers with my tears
Didn't think it would hurt
After all these years

Friends now, like we never were
But erasing your name from mine
Even though I'm with someone else
I still think "what if we turned back time?"

You tell me you miss me
But you didn't want me when I was there
The saying is true, "you don't know what you got till it's gone"
Yet back then you couldn't bring yourself to care

Our house just wasn't a home
You were there but I was all alone
You worked all day, then with her all night
You never even answered your phone

Now I'm loved and adored
He holds me every night
Kisses me on my forehead
Tells me everything is all right

As soon as the paperwork is through
I'm marrying him after divorcing you
Love was a game I never thought I'd win-
But I did, and my prize is him.
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