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 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Dana Colgan
Tom
I long to be between thy skin. Lust and desire are beyond my sense.
 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Kaka
Scars..
 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Kaka
My scars tell a million stories

The stories of struggle

The stories of persistence

The stories of survival

The stories that made me who I am

The stories of my life..


My scars voice a millions things

They tell me dark days will pass

They ask me to hold on strong

For even the deepest wounds eventually heal

& someday I will be looking at another scar

pondering over the story it yearns to tell.


My scars whisper a million things to me

And I know, Yours do the same.


*“What are your stories behind those scars??

Scars that are etched onto your skin..

& Scars that hide in your heart..”
 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Kim Elaydo
No. I have had enough.
I will not be your doll
Or your little puppet
That you can manipulate
And toy with.

No. I am not an object.
I will not be dehumanized
Or be touched by you — 
By your hands that linger
In my darkest corner.

No. I am a person.
I will not be enslaved by you
Or be snatched of my persona — 
For I can think for myself;
And I can be myself without you.

Just STOP.

Stop making leisure
out of my fragile heart.

Stop patronizing my body
for your selfish means.

Stop making love your petty excuse
for the lies you’ve tied around my head.

Stop making me feel ***** and useless
after you call me “beautiful”every time you
get your ***** hands all over my body.

*Stop objectifying me. I am my own person. I can live without you
For all the girls and boys out there that are in a toxic relationship!!! i love you guys I hope you find your true happiness

thanks guys!! this is my first trending poem :) thanks for giving a little time to read it!
I'm drunk
I'm very drunk
Not on beer or *****
Or wine or margaritas
But I'm drunk
But on what Nero?
What'd you get sloshed on?
I'll tell you
I'm drunk of a mixture of bitterness and lost hope
2/5ths of romanticism and no one to share that with
A shot of insecurity, and a tall glass of stress

I need to get sober
I'm tired of living through a constant hangover
So tomorrow I stop drinking my emotions
I'm throwing that bottle into the ocean
 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Curtis
Vent
 Feb 2016 Ana Sweeney
Curtis
And this is the time
I'll be up tomorrow
To start my new job

I've got to spend
These hours i've spent
To sleep instead of vent
I've had so much to say tonight
I'm glad i can still write
For the first two months of college I didn’t speak
Convinced everyone here are hillbilly freaks
Then you asked to borrow my paint brush
Long brown hair in a bun and brows so lush
I gave it to you in a heartbeat
Because you were the first person I thought was neat

Im still not sure how I got so lucky to befriend you
I’ve never felt a connection this real and true
When we sit in the forest smoking **** and cigarettes
And you’re still wearing the same paint covered sweats
Singing to Rihannon by Fleetwood Mac
I felt myself gaining my soul back

I can’t decipher what’s hiding behind your dark brown eyes
But your passion for art is as tall as the skies
You inspired me to change my point of view
Maybe this place isnt so bad, who knew
Your kindness cracked my heart’s thick shell
And painted the lines with shades of pastel

No boy ever told me they cried when they moved away
Your open and truthful soul makes everything ok
The freckles sprayed on your cheeks are like artwork
That’s a companion piece to your crooked smirk
I cried thinking we would drift apart once school’s done
But you told me we’ll always be friends in the long run

So
Thank you
Thank you for being my friend
Thank you for being who you are
7 weeks of sadness
7 weeks of "i hate this and me and everything"
7 weeks of scars on skin
and 7 weeks of hell

7 days of perfect
7 days of "i can do anything and everything"
7 days of brash decisions
7 days of heaven

7 weeks of no and 7 days of yes
or so it seems
i think its in my head
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