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 Jan 2015 Allison
NitaAnn
Parents
 Jan 2015 Allison
NitaAnn
I wish I had parents
The ones who were kind and loving
The ones who cared for you when you were sick
Someone who loved me unconditionally
Would be there to encourage  and guide

I am small and alone
Nobody cares
My "parents" use me for their pleasure
Nobody tends to my wounds
Nobody kisses me goodnight
Nobody holds me as I cry

Why
Why did you get loving parents
And I got ones who abused
What did I do wrong?
Pretty sure I am running a fever and slightly dehydrated been sick for awhile....just want a "mommy" or "daddy" to comfort me and love me.
 Jan 2015 Allison
Drifter
Turn off the pain and up the heat
   Puncture me with needles so sweet
Run the blade right through my heart
   And love me 'til the blood runs dark

Cut me arms and pull my hair
   Tell me just how much you care
Take my body, I wont fight
   Take me far from the light

Tear the meat from my bones
   And make it feel like this is home
Slash the whip across my face
   Bring me to my happy place
 Jan 2015 Allison
Golden Girl
I just sit in my room,
Thinking of those darker nights.


Two voices talk to me;
one is the saver and angelic,
other is the demon.


Monsters and demons play inside my head,
requesting to hurt myself all the time.


There is only one thing repeating;
Just hurt yourself already,
so much that you will walk away from everyone.
First time attempting this poem.
 Jan 2015 Allison
Bri
Insanity
 Jan 2015 Allison
Bri
"Don't let madness corrupt you." A wise man once said, but it is impossible not to be corrupted when you're as dark as insanity itself.
 Jan 2015 Allison
paper boats
I have a love whom I do not know
and when the wind blows we speak
sweet empty verses strung together
My hollow tree they seek

I do not send him kisses,
No songs are sung by birds
He does not hold me close to him
Ours is a liaison of words

His font is precarious
His emotions obscure
Soon it will fade away
Of that I can be sure
 Oct 2014 Allison
Paul M Chafer
Forbidden Fruit,
Oh yes, an acquired taste,
One I have sampled, hmm,
So long, this was denied me,
And now, the taste is good:
So, so very good; ah.
I indulged myself further,
Using hands to explore,
Becoming explored myself,
And how I enjoyed.
Oh yes, truly fulfilled,
Until I became quite dizzy,
Lost in abundant sweetness,
Things turned around,
Until up was down,
Until it was I, being consumed.
The world tilted, slipped away.
My mind woozy, cossetted,
My senses swimming, whirling,
With slowly falling blossom.
Reason floated away, danced,
With soft petals in the breeze,
Twirling among scented flowers,
And I discovered the truth.
Whomever claimed, stated,
That forbidden fruit, so juicy,
Is bad and to be avoided,
Can never have tasted,
Forbidden fruit.
for a challenge.
 Oct 2014 Allison
paper boats
Humanity's womb is barren
The music has died away
We ***** our children
Lead them astray.
Change marched through the streets
As they lay littered and free
For these corrupt eyes to see.
For these corrupt eyes to see.
How we bled for peace
And we killed for peace
But peace was power
And power was peace
How we bled for peace
And we killed for peace
*Now our blood drowns us.
-Our greatest punishment is that we crave change, and yet it is futile-
 May 2014 Allison
Tiffany
We’ve been given the Earth
And told to fix their transgressions
But that’s easy for them to say
While they’re relaxing away in heaven

The generation before
Has really ******* us over
And if we don’t act quickly
We’ll be faced with some indecent exposure
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