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 May 2013
Lyra Brown
one of the most liberating moments
someone can ever live through
is the moment where they realize
that it wasn't their fault
that they were left.
the moment they finally decide
it's time to
forgive themselves
for thinking they deserved
to be
abandoned.
 Apr 2013
Olivia Mercado
These are words I hope I never have to say
And words I hope you never hear.
I only wish I could be a better friend
The friend you deserve, the friend you need
Who would have the strength for both of us
And all the right words, and all the patience I lack
You are my friend, and few people understand
What that even means.
And I thank you.

I only wish I could have saved you.
You are not dead, but you are gone.
You have not given up, but you've fallen silent
Just the same. I wish I could hear you sing again. with
Innocent love and childish joy
Instead of a bitter tongue.

But the birds are silent and the snow is cold.
If all my blood could save you,
If I could take your burden -- scar for scar
With the same hand biting my flesh --
I would in a heartbeat. I would fight
And scream and die for you
If it could save you.

There is so much more than now in this world
And it all works to bring us apart.
I cannot fight time, or passion, or you
Nothing remains but the past as I remember it
And you forget it.

I still wish I could save you.
Take my blood, for it is all I have to give.
Take my love, for it is not mine to keep.
It does not matter who you are
It does not matter if you are smart enough
Pretty enough
Good enough
Don't you see, it doesn't matter -- I pray,
I pray, if there is nothing I can do
Let someone save you.
You were my friend.
 Apr 2013
DG
every night when I am on my computer
why am I driven to tears?

it's not because I am lonely
it's not because I keep failing
it's not because I'm a fool

I cry because I cannot stand to see you suffer
I cry because you are hurt
this applies to a lot of people I know
 Apr 2013
madeline may
how much longer until my
corpse
is too broken
for all the kings' horses and
all the kings' men
to put my body
back together
again?
 Apr 2013
Chloe London
For all of these years many girls have been waiting for a boy best friend.
Someone who they can tell everything to,
Someone who they can talk about anything to,
Someone who's always going to be there for them,
To make them laugh,
To mend their broken hearts when they've been crushed ,
To support them,
To have movie nights,
To call each other every night and talk about how she is in love with his best friend
To get drunk together and lean on each other walking home
To skip school together and go on adventures in the fields
To buy countless cans of energy drinks and get hyper together
To go on long walks engaging in conversation about how he likes someone else
To have that one dance together at prom, her in her dress, him in his suit
Seems like the perfect friendship, right?
Listen...

But then there's the down side,
The side that she doesn't see
The side that screams at the top of it's lungs yet she's still blind to it
He loves her
He never stops thinking about her
She's his first thought the moment he awakens and the last thought before he sleeps
She's the reason the still wakes up every morning
She's the reason he never stops smiling
She's the only reason his heart still beats.
Every time she talks about him his heart sinks yet his face still holds a smile...
If only he knew she felt the same
If only he knew how he's the only reason her heart still beats
He's the only reason she never stops smiling
He's the reason she still wakes up every morning
He's the first thought the moment she awakens and the last thought before she sleeps
She never stops thinking about him...
*She loves him.
 Apr 2013
amt
Low
And I guess we've all just hit a new low.
Rock bottom ain't as deep as it goes.
Red
Her eyes were red,
They showed her pain
It was obvious,
That she was crying again.

Her voice, just a whisper
Insignificant as dust
She's searching for someone
Someone to trust

She smiled and laughed
While her eyes remained empty
Strange that a smile
Can hide things so deadly

Her wrists show no scars
But her soul, tampered and broken
Their words were like weapons
Invisible when spoken

Her eyes were red,
They showed her pain
It was obvious,
That she was crying again...
 Apr 2013
madeline may
the love of a best friend
is one that cannot be
smothered
but when i watch you and her
i don't see best friends
i see one girl desperate to escape
a sick, twisted, dying relationship
and i see you
starving, crying out in the darkness
wanting to be the girl she longs for
while she's too busy chasing boys
to notice your sacrifices
you look in the mirror and you see wrong
you see lost
you see empty
where she sees nothing
when she asks why there's no one
to hold her close in the night
you look at me and i can see it in your eyes
i'm here, love. i'm here.
but just because i see it
and just because she sees it
doesn't mean she wants it
doesn't mean she needs it
so please, for me, for her, for them
wake up in the morning
eat the food in front of you
smile at your reflection
just because she doesn't appreciate you
doesn't mean no one else does

when i look at you and her
i don't see best friends
i see a love that's been
smothered
by codependence and
a lack of oxygen

i see loved
and i see
lost.
sometimes it's easier to write about other people than myself
sigh
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