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 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
About time the pretty smiley ones spoke out
I used to look at them like
"They need a reality check, they have no idea
What pain and torment
A girl like me has gone through
What it's like to be cheated and lied to
Spat on and *****
What it's like to regret waking up each day
Only to face the cruelty of a hormonal imbalance"
Oh but they do. Only they deal a lot better
Than me.
They put on a brave face and deal
Just deal
Because they may LOOK like they have friends
And a home
And love
But inside they are just like you
Just like me
And it's about time they got honest and started speaking out
And helping others
**Like me
To all you gorgeous smiley creatures like me who deal. Speak out, don't be afraid what someone's gonna think or BELIEVE, let your demons breathe.
I'm tired of the same *******
I want to live a proper life
Not this melancholy crap
**** the people who want to stick their noses where they don't belong
They can keep their crap to themselves
I want to love
I want to make love
I want to be passionate
I ******* want you
 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
Sitting here with my hand around my throat
I've never felt more
Alive
Get angry with me
yell at me, hit me
do your worse.
no matter what happens I will always love you.
I will always be there
I mean look at you.. how could I say no?
We can fight and make up
what is not to love?
I'm going to hope for the best
 May 2015
Daniel Wetter
I loved you...I really loved you.
But that "D" at the end of the word love,
is liberation.
Past tense freedom, from feeling dumb,
and tense and tired,
and numb and dense ,
uninspired love needed that "D", for proper punctuation.

Ending a love that faded,
with too many tries, wasted time, and de ja vu goodbyes.
It’s not just you I leave behind, it's the person that I was when we met.
Two of us, two years in,
in two years, we both grew, into fears
and far from respect.
That "D" at the end of the word love,
means love is possible again, just not with you.
And unlike just being friends,
or sticking with it until the end, of time,
I’m, being realistic, and finding truth.

Who made who so sadistic?
Angry and twisted, just 2 misfits throwing ***** fits.
Is true love truly so egotistic?
Asking a biased source, so of course it is, kid.
Passion ran it’s course, now my pain is specific.
A lack of reciprocation, mixed with a growing distance.
Because as I grew, I grew farther from you,
as I tried so hard to stay close,
in hopes, that if properly approached,
I can fix us both.
But I may have just been fixing something that wasn’t broke.

With time, you stole parts of my heart, soul, and mind that can never be returned.
A third of my heart is left inside lessons learned, so the next 3 words that come out of my mouth,
are “I loved you”.
And that "D" at the end of love,
is the only way that I can rise above, what we are, and call it was, cause it’s history.
And if I don’t learn from it, I’m doomed to repeat it.
In tune with what I need, in need to seek out me, and lose the we.
It’s true that I loved you, but the God's honest truth is I never loved you as much as I love me.

And I hope you understand how that could be.
http://modern-adolescence-poetics.tumblr.com/
"you are not just a secret
you are a secret worth keeping"
Yeah. *******. Right

Dont feed me that crap
Not when you are just going to
Make me feel like **** for wanting to talk to you
You never ******* change
And I am stuck loving you
Yet I wouldn't have it any other way
Being your toy is better than not having you around at all
 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
Fall down sister in your lacy underpants
Eyes red with THC and regrets
Let your faith slip between broken fingers
With every punch you throw at him
You walk around talking like you're tough ****
While your addiction gives you an instant hit
Where is your boyfriend? Will we ever know?
Why you cut him deep with every paper you roll
Get up sister brush yourself off
He doesn't deserve this you selfish twot
Put down the blunt and clear the air
Before your mom finds out
And we all disappear
 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
Be my words that my heart can't stand
Take a breathe and hold my hand for the
Last time I'll ever feel
Will be the last time I know you are for real
You guide me through the poorest daze
Of my classroom detention haze with the
Soft lull of your beating heart it's
Getting harder to fall apart however
When you're gone I don't want to be without
Your arms holding me I wish
That Heaven did exist but you know well if
Heaven was real we'd go straight to Hell
But this bond it is meant to be that
You and I were made to see only
Through the touch of your lips to mine so
Drink me up like a cup of wine and make it
Last until the end of time
 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
It's almost like her demons are in her blood
And the blade is their final expulsion
Don't hurt yourself gorgeous, I know why you do it but remember who you really are x
 May 2015
Lachrymose and Lies
If words were knives, I'd talk to you more often
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