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 Dec 2013 apathy
D
You're everything I wish to be
And I'm nothing at all
You're everything I'll ever need
And I'm nothing you'll ever want

And sure, you say you love me now,
But what about tomorrow?
What happens when we go back to school
And everyone's cold stares follow?

I'm scared --Scared of losing you
To someone else's selfish desires
But for now, listen when I call you in the dark
Be my lover --Be my fire

Keep me warm in the cold the late nights bring
Shed your light down upon me,
Show me the paths I must take to your heart
So that I may steal it for myself
Because I know that if it isn't me,
It'll be someone else
A thought I cannot comprehend enough
To even write about

I guess what I'm trying to say
Is this

I don't care how many glances get shot our way
It doesn't matter if your mind changes
And it's okay to make many mistakes
As long as its we who face them

Be my lover --Be my fire
Be my everything and know
That you are my selfish desire
And nothing I'm ever letting go
 Dec 2013 apathy
Infamous one
Everyone journeys to be more but stuck in the struggle
Some desire love while others chase dreams
Careers that others told them would never happen
Obsessed and determined to more
Stuck with less deep down you can be the best
Limits and held back all you want to do is breakout
Feeling good others poison the mind with doubt
Stand tall others want to see you fall
Broken within hide the pain keeping busy not lost in thought
Shattered memories remain that one wants to relive
With the good comes the bad everything will be fine
Be happy over sad moments stuck in tim
 Dec 2013 apathy
Earl Dignos
Lips
 Dec 2013 apathy
Earl Dignos
your lips looked like a garden
full of flowers, wonderful

as i lock it with mine,
full of venom and lies
constructed by your
broken promises

tendrils of depression
and demons bloomed
watering them by my tears
hoping one day it will be better
 Dec 2013 apathy
Anna
12.2.13
 Dec 2013 apathy
Anna
i've seen things that haunt me with every turn i take. i just can't shake their ghosts that howl and crawl their way back into my soul, darkness settling deep in my stomach like a lead weight. and there's nothing i can do. no matter how many pills i swallow, alcohol in my system, or chemicals in my lungs; there's no running away from them. there's nothing i can do.
and i realize my existence is a joke. i know i've hurt so many people. i know i'm a mess and it would just be easier if i pulled the trigger. because i can't love. i can't feel. i can't move on. i'm stuck and i need help.
but i realize, i'm here because i'm a fighter and i don't accept defeat.
 Dec 2013 apathy
AJ
I'm so angry.
I really am.
You are college students.
You think you could tastefully
Complete a project on eating disorders.
I very well know that
Demi Lavato is a beautiful woman.
Is that honestly all you can say?
How could you possibly romanticize this issue.

My throat burns because of the acid.
My teeth are ****.
I brush them three to five times a day.
I lock myself in the guest bathroom in the building
So that I can ***** in private.
I can eat a whole loaf of bread in three minutes.
When I was in high school
My mother tried to force me to eat breakfast.
So I filled multiple gallon bags
Of cereal and rotting bagels and toast.
I don't eat meals with people.
I bring a take out container to my dorm
Once a day
Stuffed to the limit with food.
And I eat it in ten minutes.
And then I *****.
And sometimes I cut
And sometimes I sleep
But I don't even cry over it.
I itch my legs at family meals
Because taking another bite seems unbearable.
It's not something I care to discus.

To tell me that men can't have eating disorders
And that women are the only important ones.
I am a woman
But that makes me feel even sicker than my ED.
Ana and Mia are pansexual.
They don't care who you are
And they don't care if you hate them.
They will become your best friend
And they will stalk you
And destroy you
And they don't give two *****
If you're asian, white, male, or 300 pounds.
It's still a big deal.
I don't care if you have a BMI of 0 or 100.
It's still important.
It's still a big deal.
And you're offensive.
 Dec 2013 apathy
Josh Taylor
as I run my finger
down your
spine
its texture speaks to me
whispering
taking me by the ear
pulling me back
through time
nearly four years now
but, oh, how it seems
to have been so much
longer
so much has
taken root in
the spaces between
growing along with
the distance
but as you open up
I see the names of
all I once loved
and the stories
we shared
and I wonder
if it's ever
too late
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