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Alexandrina Oct 2013
she writes in third person, hoping the disassociation with her words makes her feelings a figment of her reality.
Alexandrina Oct 2013
I lack the capability to decide because the grass is always greener on the other side
Alexandrina Oct 2013
I hear the screams and cries traveling down the hallway
Something flies through the air, impact collision
I sit in fear, please Mom stop
she might hurt the one she loves
but words marked with hatred and sadness come through
"I'm going to **** her." **** her, it echoes through the room
"I hope you guys can survive by yourself,
I'm leaving from here, this place, this hell.
Or else I'll just **** myself."
Pondering, wondering, does she mean it this time
Why are we all so broken, this cant be my life.
© Alexandrina
Alexandrina Oct 2013
ive been fading into the walls and into the smoke
not a single word spoke, its such a joke
these lives, these dreams im dying to leave
but fading in is ok it seems
i roll around in blankets of depression
feeling the heavy weight of something against my chest
and i struggle to cope with what is real
with people and things youre made to interact
but they laugh at you and you pretend to laugh back
but fading in is ok it seems
not really but its what i pretend to believe
© Alexandrina
Alexandrina Oct 2013
I’m the joke of inbetweens
Take time away from your girl with me
A couple of months its all you need
Get back with her when you please
Leave me dry and high all alone
You’re getting high that’s how I’m told
Move on, move on try not to think
Or else you’ll lie in bed and weep
I did and now what else shall I do
Just drink and flirt until I’m due
Due for another cry  all alone
But months pass by and I get well soon
A year goes past and you’re still here
Cheating with me on that girl you swoon
I hope she never feels this pain you have given me
Since I'm not as strong as I should be
When you’re done and you have had your share
I will finally meet someone I think is swell
But my life is full of maybes please.
I'm not what you apparently thought I might be.
I wanted to tell you all the things I thought.  
But you already made your decision ****.
Now you’ll never know what I wanted to say,
since you decided I wasn’t good enough to play.
But I’ve learned a lot, like not to trust
because the past few years no one’s gave a single ****.
And I’m sorry you could not wait to hear the simple words I’d say...
like how beautiful you were running after that...
well I won’t give it away
© Alexandrina
Alexandrina Oct 2013
I keep thinking ill see you around
I haven’t yet
If I did it would be like the last time
You didn’t even look at me
© Alexandrina
Alexandrina Oct 2013
she craves the touch of sensuality
yet when she receives it
all she does is obsess
how long will it take
for him to realize
she is nothing but finely ground dust
slowly falling through the cracks of his fingers
a mess on his linoleum floor
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