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 Sep 2015
Talula
Trapped inside this place called home
Never allowed to wander alone
Four more years am I'm on my own
Can't you let me get a taste of the real world?

Hours and hours with nothing to do
Watch TV
Read a book or two
Same routine,
Day by day
Mommy, Daddy
When will you let me out to play?

Go out with friends
Have a smile
I promise I won't be gone a long while

Won't you have some faith
Have some trust
Know I won't do the things I must not
Your teachings are always playing in my head
So mommy,
Daddy
Can I go out with my friends?
Sigh....my life is so BORING!!!!
 Sep 2015
Sam Stone Grenier
this is how you do it
                          i breathe through
                                                    the nose
 Sep 2015
Sam Stone Grenier
It is me who walks the streets
with rusty shrapnel on my cheeks.
I am who it was,
whom nothing could be.

            Now
                    run as far as the eye can see.
I fall off the edge of the world.

But please remember,
                                remember this for me.
I really love you.
             This white rose I know of.
 Sep 2015
Styles
the hurt and the pain
tied to my heart
like a ball and chain.
the scars on my heart
are the initials of your name
you gave me the love
that taught me the pain
now i'll never be the same.
 Sep 2015
ThePoet
Mentally
insane,
psychologically
distorted
I'm physically
in pain,
and I'm
emotionally
contorted

©
 Sep 2015
Marge Redelicia
you are
fire
drawing me
almost mechanically but almost
because i am bound by my own volition
almost rationally

and as i inch closer
your energy
radiates:
radiance i cry
oh my
your warmth
holds me
permeating my skin
seeping into these
iron arteries and
cold, cold guts
(you unravel my knots)

my eyes reflect you
because you are all i see:
all i want to see
i'm a submissive prisoner to your beauty
captivated willingly

i am yours
and even if never
ever
will you be mine
**** it
**** it all
yours i will still be
and no
this is pure delight to me,
i won't consider it a tragedy

your embers are worthy of stars
your hot fumes to me an aroma
and if the price of becoming close
and closer
to you is the
disintegration of my flesh
so be it
give me death
because
i only feel alive
when i am with you

so burn me please
written with 5 people in mind
I don't know anymore this is just word dump haha
 Sep 2015
ConnectHook
۞۩۞

Offended by your victimhood
while victimized by your offense,
you hurt so bad that I felt good;
my guilt was sweet – your pain intense.

I lacked your lack of self-esteem
yet shared your sense of wounded pride
while sleeping through our waking dream -
the Inner Light left on outside.

Your suicide invades my space –
your death insults my lifeless life.
Your omnipresent cryptic face
beams forth, as dull as any knife.
su·i ge·ne·ris
ˌso͞oˌī ˈjenərəs,ˌso͞oē/

adjective: unique.

۞۩۞
 Sep 2015
Antoinette G
My pulse is racing
I can feel their eyes on me
My heart is aching
What is it they want to see?
My legs are quacking
I feel like I'm drowning in an endless sea
My life is a endless berating
Keep walking, don't look like your in a sense of urgency
With a final burst of energy
My daily task is complete
I've made it to the safety
Of Period III
Towering Shards of Castles shriek
A haunting discord, bittersweet,
In the Ancient Library..

All the while, Lonely Streets
Harbour Phantoms and touch the Unborn Sun..

Through the Forest, quiet still,
While Jagged Towers shriek so shrill,
I seek **The Cryptic Pantheon.
August 2015
Arcata, CA
He stared at the cuts on his wrist
Reprimanding himself for his cowardice
To not  finish the job
Melissa had seen those cuts
Dug deep  into his wrist; angry red
Knowing  full well the reason for them
But choosing to ignore them

He flinched letting out a sharp gasp
As slaps  and  punches  hit him
Opening old wounds  and  bruises
His body a palette of suffering  and  pain
Bleeding tears down his skeletal frame
Melissa  watched these attacks
Her boyfriend  inflicted upon him
But chose to ignore them

His eyes were dry from shedding tears
His heart was torn from the constant crushing
His body wracked and tired from the frequent beatings
And his brain weary and ready to shut down forever
That morning Melissa  couldn't  ignore the body
Hung in her front garden
Holding a bouquet of wilting roses;
With a heart saying *I love you
This is a touching one of mine
 Sep 2015
Madeysin
You're the only boy I know, who puts ect. Between the apologies & goodbyes.
Goo ***
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