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 Nov 2016 AFJ
Just Melz
Love* can conquer all
But so can *war

So be careful
What you wish for
 Nov 2016 AFJ
Chloe Chapman
Alone
 Nov 2016 AFJ
Chloe Chapman
I like reading alone,
I like drinking tea by myself,
and eating without anyone else.
I like listening to music alone,
I like painting by myself,
and walking without anyone else.

But when I see
A mother and her child,
Two best friends
Or a pair of lovers

I realize that
even though
I like being
alone,
I hate
being
lonely.
 Nov 2016 AFJ
Jacqueline P
Imagine your ice cold fingers
Like melting candle wax,
Seeping onto a window pane,
Waiting for the ever looming ******.

Imagine a bed of flower thorns,
Digging into your skin.
Convince yourself it's normal,
Tell yourself to start again.

Wait patiently for the sound of the lark.
Wait quietly for the non-existent spark.

Tell all your friends and your ex lovers too,
Tell me what they think of you.

When morning is gone and night won't start,
Make yourself pull apart
From the demons inside your soul.
I won't follow them where they go.

If you cry before you wake,
Say one good prayer for goodness sake.
And if you die before you rise,
There's nothing left to do.
 Nov 2016 AFJ
Jasmin A
fake poetry
 Nov 2016 AFJ
Jasmin A
she cared about you, you know.
there was a lot you didn't see.
•☾•
she stared at walls for hours when you left.
•☽•
and she put you in her song book.
you're every lyric on 50 ******* pages.

j.***
 Nov 2016 AFJ
SakuraSkye
Bridge
 Nov 2016 AFJ
SakuraSkye
I stand atop the railings,
and take in some fresh air.
If I were to jump now,
would anybody care?

The world is now retreating,
I feel myself getting further from the ground.
If I took my life a mile away,
would I even make a sound?

A crowd soon starts to gather,
they say "You have your whole life ahead of you!"
But life isn't some simple game,
if only those fools knew.

I fill my lungs with one breath,
as do others as I leap.
I smile, knowing what awaits me,
is joy and eternal sleep.

The world must truly despise me,
something just won't let me leave.
I lie conscious on the ground,
wiping my tears with a frayed jumper sleeve.

Strangers try to comfort me,
they say "It's okay to cry."
But crying won't change anything,
it's easier to give up and die.
I wrote this today when I had a spare class. I'm not sure how I feel about it, what are your opinions?
I've been having these feelings here and there recently. But I don't think I'll go through with killing myself ever. It's a permanent solution to a (possibly) temporary problem.
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