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 Apr 2017 alex
Amanda
I never knew love like this
every day your cheek I kiss
you make me want to live
endless hugs for you I give
I am forever grateful for you
I love you and you love me too
you're the sweetest thing
in this house, you are the king
each moment without you
is a moment I miss
you deserve the world
and a permanent state of bliss.
 Apr 2017 alex
Mary Beazer
I am Friendly but alone
I wonder what others think
I her the chorus of a song I never Heard
I see beautiful people even if they are ugly
I want to know the meaning of life
I am friendly but alone

I pretend that i am the prettiest
I feel the people i love angery at me.
I touch the begging of a story that never ends
I worry that i am alone in this terrible but wonderful world.
I cry for a million people
I am friendly but alone

I understand that we all have troubles
I say nothing is fair
I dream everthing is perfect, everyong is perfect
I try to allways be happy in a world of sadness
I hope we willl all be okay
please coment I am very new! Thankyou
 Apr 2017 alex
Daniel S Williams
Always Wonder, Never Know

Nothing can remedy loneliness once beloved is gone.
Nothing can soothe the burns of frustration and
longing for a thing that can never be restored or
verified as ever having existed at all.

These are the sacred words of never and always, the absolutes.
Their only valid usage; not tossed casually in with mundane things
nor wielded so carelessly by so many weak thinking humans.
No, these are the sacraments of eternity;
never knowing happiness or never knowing why,
instead always wondering.

No descent into any inferno will relieve him with substitute punishments,
not ever.
No failure, however spectacular, can again be used to club him numb,
not ever;
only infinity will again embrace him,
ever.

None of this will stop him
from praying to gods he does not believe in
for an insanity that won’t be granted;
he will remain on edge at the abyss, abandoned even by gravity,
unable to fall in.

Even death might not clear this from poor soul the memory
of the few who loved him despite his many failures,
fewer still whoever understood him,
nor prove release from one single thing.

He will revisit Distress and Dismay
at home; there no hero will save him.
No omnipotence will forgive him,
no time will heal him, not ever.
 Apr 2017 alex
Mitch Davis
Crazy Jeanie sat in her house,
Crying every night.
For she thought she was young
And she thought she was fun,
But really she was just crazy.

When she was a child
Her abuse was wild
And it messed her up completely

Now she is old,
And eats too much mold
Because her brain is rotten.
 Apr 2017 alex
Amethyst Fyre
Naivete
 Apr 2017 alex
Amethyst Fyre
There's a picture of me when I was younger on the nightstand
My pudgy little toddler cheeks beaming toward the camera
I'm holding sand in my hands, have been for all of these years
I don't see it slipping through my fingers

I think it's raining outside
It splashes on my window with soft thuds
Like the sound of faerie feet dancing across your face before you go to sleep

If I fell asleep now, I know I wouldn't dream
My eyes flutter, but there's too much to do and never enough Time-
It's always been slipping through my fingers, all of these years
I just wanted to be a good person, you know?

If I actually did my english homework tonight,
Would it warn me that good and perfect were never synonyms?
I don't though
I text you instead

"... and I'm really scared of becoming anorexic," I type
"I don't want to be like that"
"Oh sweetie," you hesitate
"If you're starving yourself then you already are. And that's okay"

My mind runs blank with those words
****

I'm anorexic.

I stare down the photograph of my toddler self, her and her empty, innocent eyes
I'm anorexic.
I bet she never saw this coming

Don't let me be like time or sand
*Please, don't let me slip away
 Apr 2017 alex
Timothy hill
Sea
 Apr 2017 alex
Timothy hill
Sea
Lady of the sea, please recite this from me.

I'm the area, am the vessels am the breeze that moves your waves for there speed.

So take responsibility, as too my objective for you.

You are too stop, the hurricanes in there pace.

How am, I to do this task.

You will surge, your waves and move water at different speeds changing the heat.

They would then have taken of you its rage.

Disruption of fury, the hurricane, saying stop, let me destroy the city's and builds.

Am the focal point, of my only Mission
too divinely place chaos into points am chooseful.

Only the objective, is plane to construct.

Going into shelters yet my strengths have been modified, so watch as bridges collapse as my previous attempts where point-less!

Now sea's are higher, in frequencys and boiling my power even "higher out pours of rage".

So scents of "humid rain" back yards you will soon be mine.

For am, making a new Region of Space, for All my Destroyed "Components shall become There".

Spinning winds and scrap and walls.

Cars horns bering north as lighting is in designated local.

So as men, run there tallest builds fail miserable.


My honor, winks "hi" then changes to good bye, the dust fills the lung's of person sadly they couldn't have stopped this.

Long duration, as Weather men ponder how the hurricane, stayed in land so long.

Span, of 4 hours the hurricane changes it's path going for a flame of green.

So tax of yellow, and suits and blue jeans filth of pavements.

Tornados spawned in too eat the gross area's.

Tennis courts ***** then engulf into the spin of raft.

There was only whom, that could reverb the hurricane, he created in pure power.

He had made preportion, to avoid all out comes if successful was achieved.

The device uses all matter, in the range of the path of a power source.

And recalculate it's pressure on the ground.

See when a hurricane, stays in land it messy with the gravity some what strange.

Planes fell out of a rigid now sky.

Super weaponry, where place in a hurry to shoot, in attempts to diulth it's stain.

Sorry the creator, then states there noting the can accomplish.

For my plains are flawless and tip toeing in silent progress.

Only there is no means of transportation, for its matter is right at scene.

Deconstructing and unfilling your subscriptions.

I'm a teacher of metric diameters and master at construction.

So with amps of vocals sted fast with your own deductions.

Should have avoided the blank white of spaces.

For my out lines came and conduct reality mods.

My weather shall, yield pure fury tornados change to EF8 and hurricanes winds reach 344 mph.
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