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 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Nicole Barnes
And yes,
if you were wondering,
you will love someone
you absolutely shouldn't.
that in no way deserves it,
and they will hurt you.
Its a natural disaster.
Unbending,
unwavering.
You can't be helped.
You won't be helped.
Until you help yourself.
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ashvajit
Every morning I rise and wash,
And dress and eat, and parents greet,
I talk with friends and teachers too,
Hoping always for something new.
I do what’s set, no duties shirk,
But what’s the point of all this work?
Day is done and dreams they come,
Then death, and all’s to do again.
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ian
Let me get what I want.
Just this once,
Let me have my day.
I have waited for so very long,
And now I sit idly in my desperation.
Waiting for magic to happen.
Waiting for a **** falling star to strike me.
Waiting for inspiration.
I don't even know what I am doing anymore.
I am lost, and confused.
I do what I do because it has been the same miserable routine that I have followed like clockwork.
I am breaking.
All my sympathy has melted
Only to replaced with frigid apathy and disdain.
So where is the fairness?
Where is the love in this fairy tale?
Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want.
Just this once.
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ian
Nausea
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ian
The taste of bile fills my mouth
Honestly, there are few words for how disgusted I am
I see the depravity of people
I watch as they throw their lives away
I am appalled by how easy it is for people to hurt one another
Because a heart is a tender thing, and has been known to break
You must learn to live in this world of hate
Because your Lovers are Cheaters
And your Friends are Liars
And your Family are your Judges
Where is the safety in it all
Where can I go to be real, to be safe, to be loved
Questions float throughout my mind
Asking what the **** was I
And what have you become
This isn't love
This is corruption
What is wrong with you
With me
With all of us
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ian
Dear Girl,
 Jan 2013 Stephanie
Ian
Dear Girl,
I do not know in which tense I love you
I could be in love you now, I could have loved you, or I will love you
But I do know this
That I do in fact love you very much
I do not know you yet, Or maybe I do
But every breath I draw is one I draw for you
Maybe your eyes are green, or blue, or brown
All I know is they are the most perfect eyes that I have seen or will see
Girl, I want to spend my whole life with you
It is a real shame that you could be anyone
No, I take it back
It is beautiful that you could be anyone
It gives me hope that each day I wake
Could be the day I meet you
Or it could be the day we fall in love
Well
Goodbye for now,
I will see you sometime

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