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 Jan 2016
Bipolar Hypocrite
"Don't make promises you can't keep," They said.

Well my heart is filled with the ones you couldn't.
When it comes to you,
Promises were made to be broken
 Jan 2016
Bipolar Hypocrite
Once there was a girl who made many mistakes,
And she decided to build a mountain with them.
She never fixed them;
She was just too afraid of falling.
 Jan 2016
Bipolar Hypocrite
I'm sorry I grew up.
I guess they never understood.
 Jan 2016
Bianca Reyes
Little inexperienced girl
Wanted to eat the world
But it swallowed her whole
It won't return her
Until she's nothing but bones
 Jan 2016
DET
By:D.E.T

If you can't fly
Try to to sly
But do anything to see yourself rise

If you want to to get high
Then try
Start from the bottom of the floor
Cuz as you rise there will be a door

If you can't speak write it down
If you can't write then speak
If you lose
Chose
To stay on the right shoe

If you can't win
Then try again
If you win then help others with your talent
But first learn how to fly
Cuz a bird with a broken wing
Will try again to win
A bird that learn's how to fly
Will take another try
Or sly

If you fall
Stand tall
And walk
If you fail then try

If you want to cry,
Cry but wipe your tears
When you feel ready
Go for it
While I sit
Here and watch you rise

But only if... you try
 Dec 2015
Mica Kluge
What do I want in life?

The wind in my hair,
The sun on my back,
The sounds of drumbeats
And rustling trees in my ears.
A well-loved book nearby,
And a pen in my hand
With a blank page before me.
A creek running over my toes,
Its melody blending with the trees,
And the grass beneath me.
The arms of the one I love around me.
That is all I want
From this life.
With only this,
I will be content for all of my days.
 Oct 2015
december
I keep wondering why your name exists so loudly at the bottom of the bottle,
And why I keep waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat with my hands around my throat.
My fear of drowning was replaced with the fear of you leaving, but no one ever told me what to do when my biggest fear became inevitable.
I keep scratching myself hoping that maybe it'll be your skin I find under my fingernails, because then I'll know a part of you stayed.
You left bloodstains on my pillowcase and holes in the wall and I think you chose to slice me vertically so that I'd be harder to sew up.
Now it's 2am and I'm alone in my bed trying to stop the bleeding.
Maybe these bandages could've taught you a few things,
Like how to heal the wounds you created, or maybe even how to stay.
 Oct 2015
Marie Poindexter
If I told you you're too chunky,
That you need to lose some weight,
Would you take my word as gospel?  
Mold yourself to fit my taste?

If I told you,  wear more makeup
Your skin is way too flat,
Would you hide your true reflection?
Behind a powder ridden mask?

If i said your "tastes" are tasteless,  
Would you offer up that too?
Would you hide your true desires,  
And all that makes " you"  you?

If I said to join the masses,  
To act and look the same,  
Would you try the hottest mind *****?
Would you treat life as a game?

If I told you,  be more willing,
Would you lay upon your back?
For if you wish to catch a tiger
You must offer up a snack

Would you follow the suggestions
Of a stranger you can't see?
Is that not what we're all doing,
To fit in with society
 Oct 2015
Alyssa
13
it took
the smell
of coffee grounds
and smokey burnt wood
13 days
to finally escape
from the thick fabrics
of my favorite sweatpants
and I promised myself
I'd never let you
burrow away
into the deepest parts
of me
just to keep warm;
23 nights from November
and I'm still digging you out
from underneath my skin.
and that Sunday night
at 12:37 AM;
remnants of
melted rouge kisses
overflowed
from the surface
of the birthmark
on your left shoulder-blade
when I traveled across
the terrains
of every inch
of your back
with my bottom lip;
sweeter
than the sugarcanes in my tea
sending chills
up every bone
in my body
and I knew you
had finally found your home
for the winter.





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if only I knew I'd one day have to stop loving you
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