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Chloe London Jan 2013
I'm caught, trapped.
In a world of trouble and temptation,
In a world of hatred and misery.

I'm alone, living this little thing we call life,
It's hard sometimes,
But you just have to get on with it,
And overcome your obstacles,
Whether they are just difficult,
Or what feels like the hardest things in the world,

I've had my little bumps in the road,yes
Yes I've been tempted and did all the wrong things,
That had me led me into the dark patches of life,

Like a demon,
Like me having the devil whispering in my ear,
Telling me how to lead a perfectly risk filled life,
Step by step,
Leading me to a hallway of suffering,
Leading me to the doorstep...
Welcome to the House of Hell.
Chloe London Jan 2013
You loved me,
But now,
What's left of that love?
Chloe London Jan 2013
Do you really know how it feels to lose someone?
To have them never want to even look at you?
To have them want you to move on ?
Forget them when they've given you so much to remember?
To have them fall out of love with you and leave you empty...

He made me feel warm when nobody cared,
He made me feel like I was actually worth his time,
He made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world, the feeling that he was mine,
He made me feel like I was special, like someone actually loved me,
He made me smile everyday that I was with him...
Can we forget all about this...
C..c.. Can we?

We are only  young,
But we are very strong,
If he loved me enough why would he want me to move on?

There was some trust,
But there  was a lot of hope,
Will he give me a second chance?
Nope, nope, nope.

Now I've lost him,
Now he's gone,
Will I ever have the strength to move on?

...

Now do you really know how I feel now I've lost someone?
To have him never want to even look at me?
To have him want me to move on?
Forget him when he's given me so much to remember?
To have him him fall out of love with me and leave me empty...

You were everything to me Mark,
Everything and more,
You give me everything I wanted, but tell me this...
Did it feel like a chore?

I was in a relationship with you,
As happy as can be,
'Till something came along(you know what it is) to come and ****** me.

You stayed by my side,
You tried
And tried
And tried,
Can you forgive me?
Hurry and decide.

My feelings are all over,
My head is in bits,
Please tell me how you feel now,
Tell me, are you calling it quits?
Chloe London Jan 2013
You left her... Empty, worthless and abandoned,
A heart of pure stone,
She lay there, face bruised, skull fractured,
You left her mindlessly, alone.

You shoved her, ***** her, killed her,
A heart of pure stone,
Her motionless heart doing nothing
But keeping its place,
Why didnt he just pick up the phone?

She ran, and ran, until she couldn't feel her legs anymore,
A heart of pure stone,
You sprinted and caught her, right from behind,
Why couldn't he just pick up the phone?

It rang and rang, went to voicemail,
You, you and your heart of pure stone,
You flung her to the ground and began to strip her,
Why, please tell me why he left her there alone?

Now that she's gone and she's far above but looking down,
She'll make sure that smile is wiped off your face, you clown,
And as soon as that deed is done, and she's had her fun,
I suggest you pack your things, you rat-bag, and ******* run.
I wrote this around 4am... xD
Chloe London Jan 2013
My life?
It's a bumpy road I guess,
I have my ups and downs.
But, then I get the times where I fall down and crash so hard,
That it's almost impossible to get back up,
Everything always seems so dark,
And it feels like there isn't going to be any source of light for some time,
Any time...

The sleepless nights,
The hollow, sentimental emotion,
The constant feeling of not belonging,
Or not wanting to be here,
Stabs me straight in the heart,
Making all of the happiness that I had in myself disappear,
Like it never even mattered and it wasn't supposed to be there.
Like I wasn't born to be happy.

It affects me so much that sometimes i question why I'm here,
And it worries me,
Because  if I want to do something, ill do it.
What if I have suicidal thoughts?
What If they ***** me over and tell me that I want to **** myself?
And I'm scared that it'll come to that...

This feeling isn't a phase, it digs into me a little further every day,
It's so deep into me that it feels like my life is depression,
Like I was born with it,
Like I've had a disability from the start.

What if I hit rock bottom again?
What if i get hit it so hard I summon up the courage to **** this feeling,
To **** myself?
*... What if?
I'm sorry if this is slightly disturbing to any of you, but it is my true feelings in a write up, it's the only way for them to get out. I express my feelings through poetry.
Chloe London Dec 2012
When you're still waiting for the snow to fall,
It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all
Chloe London Dec 2012
It's almost at the end of a year,
So much has happened,
So much time has gone passed,
I've loved,
And I've lost,
And I've made plenty of mistakes,
But now it's time to get rid of those people in my way, *the fakes.
Not one of my best poems, but I hope you can relate :)
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