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 Feb 2019 Melin
brinn
cigarette
 Feb 2019 Melin
brinn
he was like a cigarette

bad for me
even though it feels good
and i knew i shouldn't
but i took a drag

and just like that

i'm buying packs
every other day
and smoking whenever i can
i feel my lungs
crying and begging me to stop

but i can't
i can't stop
i can't stop loving him
 Feb 2019 Melin
Grace E
Braille
 Feb 2019 Melin
Grace E
I traced the texture of your words
Like my heart was blind
And your voice was braille
 Feb 2019 Melin
No One
Death's Door
 Feb 2019 Melin
No One
Roses are not always red
Violets aren't exactly blue
Inside I know I'm dead
And I never show it to you

Your betrays, sins and lies
But I always wear my disguise
The day when tears fell from my eyes
I know I can never see the sunrise

Too many questions in my mind
For I am always the one who's left behind
Staring at everyone else while they're breathing
Asking myself why am I the only one who's drowning?

And now I'm lying in my bed
Praying if I am only be dead
This pain cannot hurt anymore
At the end, I decided to open the death's door
A poem from no one!
 Feb 2019 Melin
Francie Lynch
S/He/It
SHeIt
Sheit
****
It happens.
The name Francie works well with this poem.
 Jun 2018 Melin
Beaux
If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds  
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.
The state of Florida is now home to the two most deadly mass shootings in American history. Pulse Nightclub was attacked in my city, I have friends who attend Marjory Stoneman Douglas in Parkland. My little sister often fears going to school. I'm afraid to graduate and leave her. I want to be able to protect her if something happens. I hate that we have a reason to be afraid... That it's reasonable to have these fears. I hate it so f*cking much.
 Dec 2017 Melin
KJ
Suddenly
So randomly
Everything becomes too much

Too bright
Too loud
Too full
Too
Much

Suddenly
So randomly
The lights coat my eyes

They're shinning down
Into my eyes
Blinding me
Flooding my senses
Assaulting me
I cannot see

Suddenly
So randomly
I cannot breathe

There is no air left for me
I'm choking
Little huffs of breath
Escape past my quivering lips
It feels like nothing is coming
In or out

Suddenly
So randomly
I can hear everything

My mind will not shut off
The noises feel as if
A loud speaker
Is blaring directly into my ears
I cannot turn it off

Suddenly
So randomly
The room is so full

Everyone is surrounding me
They haven't moved,
Yet they are all around
I cannot escape

Suddenly
So randomly
My heart feels as if it will burst

The pounding of my heart
Echoes in my head
Jumping against my chest
Threatening to break free

I am assaulted by my own senses
I cannot turn them off
They're there
All at once

Too much
Too much
Too much
 Mar 2017 Melin
sunprincess
To a sweet poet living on the moon
good night and pleasant dreams,
sweet dreams, forever and always
good night,  i love you, muuuuuah!
xoxo
 Mar 2017 Melin
Luna Marie
He says that he's leaving..
And that it wasn't my fault.
I'm trying not to cry and yet his face is beaming,
He's hiding something in that vault.

He'll be gone for a year...
Where? I don't know.
Wherever it is, he'll be there and I'll be here.
He's really antsy, he really wants to go.

Thousands of miles apart,
He'll forget me and yet...
He will always have my heart.
They always leave me... Maybe the problem is me.
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