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  May 2015 vane
Jacqueline
You didnt even try,
You just left me without saying goodbye,
Accompanied me with so much lies,
And it’s suprising cause we had such good days.
I don’t know why I’d even fight to keep you by my side.
When you’d just leave me here to die, anyways.
  May 2015 vane
Dark Jewel
As I walk,
On the black top.
Till my feet bleed.
My wings tattered,
Soul destroyed.
Fearing for my life,
From the might of your words.
You brought this upon us...
Now I leave you,
Without saying Goodbye.
Without saying 3 little words.
They don't mean anything,
When I say them to you.

Only one thing left to say,
I'm sorry,
*But this is MY LIFE.
Some issues went down and it was not pretty.. Don't ask either
  May 2015 vane
Remedy
Once upon a fantasy there was a time of you and me,
a friendship that could mend a broken wing
But I no longer breathe your air and you no longer seem to care,
as if our friendship never meant a thing. And

I don’t need dreams to show you’re not worth it,
don’t need a mind to tell me right from wrong,
but tell my heart that you just aren’t perfect,
we’ll never get along.

If being a stranger after all this time is
what you call a friend,
then you’re the best friend that I ever had.

Once upon a friendship dear I never saw something so clear;
in my life you got rid of all the mess
We both got lives went on our way and though I thought your friend I’d stay
I realize my efforts were all worthless. And

I don’t need tears to show how much I miss you,
don’t dare remind me what a fool I’ve been,
just tell me that the boy who gave me new life
is buried deep within

If being a stranger after all this time is
what you call a friend,
then you’re the best friend that I ever had.

I know I’m wasting my voice,
I know I’ve lost my mind
But do I have a choice
How could I quit and then rejoice
when our friendship was one of a kind?

You saved my life,
You saved my mind,
One of a kind.. But

I don’t need dreams to show you’re not worth it,
don’t need a mind to tell me right from wrong,
but tell my heart that you just aren’t perfect,
we’ll never get along, and I,

I don’t need tears to show how much I miss you,
don’t ******* tell me what a fool I’ve been,
just promise me that the boy who gave me life
is buried deep within


If being a stranger after all this time is
what you call a friend,
then you’re the best friend that I ever had.

You were the best friend that I ever had.
moreso lyrics than a legitimate poem, written 3 years and 2 days ago. Posting so I can put up the follow up, the Drunk Rage 2015 version.
  May 2015 vane
Frances Adams
I haven’t heard from you for a while.
Seems like our relationship has just disappeared into thin air,
And you don’t even care.
We had a blooming friendship that was intertwined with love,
But like a needle taken to a balloon, our little bubble of joy bursted as reality barged in and tore us apart.
It would have never worked between us anyways.
I didn’t know what I wanted, but all I needed was a friend.
You wanted more, or nothing.
I barely knew you yet I lay here staring at the ceiling thinking of your hands.
You pop into my mind at the most inconvenient times,
And leave me motionless.
When I think of you its like time stops and the only things I can feel are the deep crater in my heart that you filled for a moment and my missing you.
I now lack our long conversations and your early morning texts,
Would it be that bad if those were to exist once more?
I fell for you but not in love.
I fell into the wall of friendship, and it supported me.
You didn’t go crumbling down when I crashed into you.
I valued that but no matter what my feelings, you still wanted more.
Everyone wanted me to have more for you.
I can’t give you anymore.
I have been drained of love.
I am barren and empty.
There will be no more love for me to give as long as my feelings are knotted up like this.
I thought I had you to help me detangle my emotions and figure out how to feel okay again,
But you’ve left me like all the others.
You left that empty crater and the tangled ball of feelings for me to sort out on my own, even though I can’t.
I’ve gone down this road one too many times.
I’m finished with finding someone to help and to compensate for the one I loved.
I give up.
And so I’ll have to find my lost strength and fix myself alone.
But I don’t know if that is even possible,
Because what if I like being broken?
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