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 Jul 2015
Anya
One of the reasons why I love books
and readings was because
I love words.
I am in love with words.
I fall in love with words.
But you knew exactly what to say.
You always knew.

I was afraid of how you made me feel
because I don't want to feel
anything anymore.
I was afraid of getting attached
to words you say
because none of it was sincere.
I was afraid of falling in love
because this was just game.
 Jul 2015
Nope
When a yellow cab pulled right into my mind
A little too drunk to drive
I’ll just need a moment to collect what I find
A ride from a stranger? I don’t usually partake
But you smell like stale beer and cigarette ash, so I don’t mind
The rules of love, take one and leave one, I think I heard you say
So I just stagger back to myself, and fall a little more in love
With your beautiful drunken sway, the way
You just want to be used, and then thrown away
So you can add my memory to your exposé
 Jul 2015
Pea
"It gets better."
"I cannot see that."

"One day you would."
"But when is one day?"

When a wound heals, it doesn't immediately disappear. "It takes time."
"I run out of time."

Time is a mere man-made concept, nothing more. "Please don't say that."
"Yeah, I knew I shouldn't." Innocence is somehow socially accepted yet purity and honesty aren't.

"I hope you understand." What's said and left unsaid. They all matter and I hope you understand. I really do.
I wish you did understand. "I do. I completely understand."
Socials
 Jul 2015
sanch kay
and somewhere in-between
i'm okay and it's fine
i lost myself.
slipping through the cracks.
 Jul 2015
Doofinity
My clenched fists beat against your chest as I screamed in the night.
You snuffed my thrash, clutched my hands in your own and hugged me tight.
I cried out in agony, angst of life unfair
You stood strong, held me, ran your fingers through my hair
White knuckles still balled up, nails cutting into my palm
Your loving whispers to me soothing my torn heart calm
With my hands firmly pressed close, still between us embraced
You laid pen in my hand for words not to be erased
A treasure among all the loving gifts you give me
Realization of self, found freedom,
MY poetry
From tears of the same salt, blood of the same veins, resonating heart,
The mind reveals the poets together, though still set apart
 Jul 2015
Storm Raven
Do me a favor.
Just go away.
Leave me alone.

I tell you that every day.
Everything else has left,
So why not you?

Please do me a favor.
Just go away.
And leave me alone.

I thought I had lost you long ago.
But you came back to me.
I guess you never really left.

Do me a favor.
Just go away.
Leave me alone, this time for good.

I pray for this every night.
Want you to leave so bad.
But you never do, always are on the back of my mind.

But please do me a favor.
And just go away.
Leave me alone.

I lost everything but not you.
My friends, my hopes, my desires, my love for myself.
But you always stayed.

Do me a favor.
Just go away.
And leave me alone.

I did not ask for you.
So please go away and leave me alone.
This time for good.
This poem is about depression and how bad I want it to leave me alone when it comes back and hits me in the face. When I have a good time and I am not depressed and I feel sad for no reason it  scares me, will depression take over again.
 Jul 2015
Kolko
I can't breathe.
You're drowning me
I'm crying, screaming
While you're holding me
Why are you choosing someone like me
You're branding me, but I'm chaotic
Resistance. I've given up so just leave me be,
Cause all you're doing is just
Hurting me.
 Jul 2015
Candy Noire
I'm naked in your sight
You look at me as if you see through me
See through all my mistakes
Exposing everything I've left behind
Look in my eyes and read my mind
I'm uncovered in your gaze
You tear off my mask, destroy my cage
Trace all my steps and walk through them
Viewing me for what I am.
 Jul 2015
Dess Ander
The fire ran wild
why did I allow it?
your eyes sparkled like sunlight on the waves
why did I believe it?

you started the fire
the furnace that spread far and wide
it even reached my stubborn heart-
which burned like a twig in a flame

then you disappeared
like a frightened bird that takes to the sky
you left me to deal
with the scorching heat alone
and afterwards the all consuming smoke

and even now
after the monsoon of tears
has flooded out memories of you
the burn marks remain
the scars even spell out your name.
 Jul 2015
Liam C Calhoun
Eve’s ambient, so
She cries on porcelain floors;
I remain in bliss.
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