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 Dec 2017
Beaux
Light the end
Watch the flame
Feel it within
White dissipates to yellow
One by one
Pack by pack
Soars your spirit
Sets you free
Drops you low
Poisoned lungs
Coughing fits
Struggle for air
Holes for air
Oxygen for breath
Skin gone rough
'It's a metaphor'
Never said what it really could do
Finish it
To end teen smoking
 Dec 2014
WickedHope
I'm just tired. Of everything.

Lay your head on my shoulder and rest

Kind and tender offer, truly touches my heart, but my head is too heavy a burden for me to rest on anyone.

I will take that burden as I hold my own. If I were Atlas the Titan holding the sky above I would still take that weight

You are beautiful.
Please don't stop being beautiful, love.
I no longer have a sky,
But you make me want to rebuild mine.
If only a piece.
You are a star,
Shining at night.
You are a lamp,
Shedding some light.
You are a hope,
Making me want to fight.
Want to fight.
But to weak to stand.

I will be your shoulder to cry on
I will be your arm to lean on
I will hold your hand when things get rough
I will light the way in your darkest times
I will be here to the end


I just want to cry but the tears won't come.

Why cry darling? You have no reason to shed tears

I'm so broken, ***, I'm two shards away from gone.

I can be the glue that holds you together. < holds you close > I will be here

Glue always seems to wash away with me
< curls into a ball >

Then I'm industrial welding. I'll be here for as long as you need and longer

Darling... you are a lovely piece of humanity, never lose that about you.

*Please just hang on [my real name]. I couldn't bear losing you.
Losing you hurts like hell, love. </3
What if I still need you? What then?
- - -
Some exchanges from earlier November, when I was "unwell."
I wanted to **** myself, and when I felt like no one else was, Andy was there to give me reason not to.
The BOLD words are Andy's, because everything he said is boldly imprinted into my heart.
- - -
~ 1 A.M. (EST) 12/30/2014 was the last I ever got to hear from him.
I want to remember that.
- - -
 Dec 2014
Beaux
You see
My skin
My face
My size
My hair
My legs
You judge by
My color
My cleft lip
My larger than life style
My single leg
You single me out
You spread rumors
That I steal
That I'm ugly
That I eat 6 meals a day
That I'm pathetic
You judge me by my appearance
MLK had a dream
A dream that his four children
Would not be judged by the color of their skin
But the content of their character
That dream hasn't been lived
I am labeled
I am judged
He gets arrested
She kills herself
She's anorexic
He.
He writes this poem
He brings a voice to this world
He says you don't want to be judged
As much as you judge
You don't want to face the end of that stick
It is laced with poisons
He is still here
Talk to me if you need it
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Hey you're more than pretty. You're gorgeous. You're eyes sparkle brighter than any star. Your smile beats the moon. Your hair is so much fun to play with. Remember not to starve, purge, cut, tear, stab, poke, burn, scratch. There's no need too. I don't need to see your face to know your beautiful. I don't care what the mirror says. You deserve to know the ugly truth. You will always be beautiful and there's nothing you can say or do to change that.
For every girl, guy, and everyone in between. You deserve to feel beautiful. 'I kissed the scars on her skin and I still think your beautiful. I don't think I could ever lose my best friend.
 Dec 2014
Beaux
My heart is full
My heart is true
My heart is all just for you
Pathetic but written from my twisted heart
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Your eyes they hold the key to your soul
They burn me through with passion
My love for you is far greater than any sum
My love for you is  bulletproof
But those eyes they shoot me through
Your eyes range in colors so varied
The only color I'm able to pull is brown
A deep hazel that peers through me at my naked soul
A hazel so strong that it could take down a thousand of the Earths finest warriors with little effort
A color that I have grown so fond of I see it when I close my own eyes
Your eyes are my favorite thing to look at
I see them before I go to bed
And when I wake up in the morning
Your eyes are the reason I keep moving
Somewhere you are waiting for me with those eyes
I can't wait to see them
 Dec 2014
Beaux
You light my world
You hold me close
I kiss you gently
You hug me tightly
We are a match made in heaven
Nothing can stop us
Not time, Not space
Not 10,000 light years
I will love you no matter what
That is a promise I can keep
;-)
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Her
The stars are shining bright
Come sit with me tonight
Your hair is a perfect mess
I would never think more or less
Of you than perfection
Listen to the crickets sing
The melody of harmony

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

We share the sky
As we dance all night
The world is alive
Buzzing with sound
Natures music is my remorse
We won't stop until the sky turns pale
Time and space aren't enough to stop me

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

The stars are shining bright
Come sit with me tonight
Your hair is a perfect mess
I would never think more or less
Of you than perfection
Listen to the crickets sing
The melody of harmony

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

We share the sky
As we dance all night
The world is alive
Buzzing with sound
Natures music is my remorse
We won't stop until the sky turns pale
Time and space aren't enough to stop me

The world can move on without us
I just want to live here and now

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you
For Rosie
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Him
His hair is caramel with a twist
Light and dark
Golden and perfect
It just falls short of his eyes
He smiles widely
His teeth straight and white
His eyes they linger on hazel
When he's serious they dip to brown
He always seems to make me smile
He doesn't know it yet
But I love him
I really do
He may not know me well
But he's too perfect not to just stand and stare
Him. Gosh it gives me goosebumps
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Alone
                                                    me, myself and I
                        the dark is a blanket
                                                         ­                                my thoughts are knives
    they cut me deep
                                                            ­Alone
                                                                ­               suffocating air  
                                  Thick and painful
               I thought you loved me  
                                                            ­             I thought wrong
This is bad, but oh well enjoy
 Dec 2014
Beaux
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
You're too fat
You're too tall
You're not the fairest of them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all?
You're a geek
You're too dark
You're not the fairest of them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why can't I be pretty like them all?
You're worthless
Not good enough
You can't be pretty like them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why can't I be clean like them all?
You're a cutter
A stupid b*tch
You can't be clean like them all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Is there a reason to stay at all?
You're family hates you
You have no friends
There is no reason to stay at all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
I'm a gonner watch me fall
You deserve it
You're life is gone
You're a gonner hope you fall
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Have you seen my girl at all?
I watched her crumble
I watched her fall
Your girl is gone
All because of the mirror on the wall
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 Dec 2014
Beaux
What happens in the future is uncertain
But worrying about the void that is what hasn't happened yet is pointless
It’s like looking back at memories, good and bad
That part of time has already crumbled away
Nothing else can happen in it
All that you need to do is live in the sculpted beauty of today
Soon it will just be dust in the wind
Not really a poem, but I like it. Sorry it's been awhile. Enjoy.
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