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Let out your love first
Let in others' love next
 Jan 2015
Theara Steglaidias
With your arms comfort me
Or find a distraction to set me free
from the darkness and abyss
seeping in with its deadly kiss

Hold me as we watch our favourite show
or buy me roses, row by row
To heal me from the wounds of the past
and find me happiness to last

Give me advice gentle and caring
or in silence sit simply staring
To let me melt in your eyes
away from all the pasts dark lies

Compliment me on more than looks
or bring me all my favourite books
To distract me from all the scars
of the constant emotional wars

But don't ever let me hear you say
that everything will be okay
Because if I do, then you will see
that our relationship isn't meant to be

Let's think of the present now
and if you do not know how
maybe you don't know me after all, here's why
your only way to comfort, is to think of the past and lie
Why do people always think that the best way to comfort someone is to tell them that everything will be okay? They don't know, and all it does is show that they don't know you, because the only thing they can think to do to reassure you is lie about the future since they are unable to help you in the present
 Jan 2015
Theara Steglaidias
I planned it all out
    Carefully manipulated
       Every tiny detail
           As if I thought
               For those few seconds
                   That I could script life
                        I was going to tell you
                           I had it all figured out
                             But when life happens It never happens the way you wish.
    Your laughter seemed off
        Your smiles struggled
            As if you were clinging
                To a past happiness
                     Or trying for us or you
                         To act like everything
                               Was fine
And so I knew that my seemingly
   Unimportant piece of news
       Would knock you from
            Your carefully placed
                Pedestals, and that I could
                    Not bear to see
                        So since I couldn't
                           Find the courage.
                               To tell you in person
                                   I wrote it in a poem
I had a relapse, it was only two days
But I felt so hollow, so empty
And everything seemed to hit me
Like a train that had been delayed
I realized how far apart we really are
We said that it wouldn't change us
But I know that isn't true
We will always be friends but things are different now. And just the other day. In the hall I met his eyes and all I wanted to do was turn to you and cry
But then I realized I have gone so far, that no longer can I turn to you and hug you, unless it's from afar. So I had a two day relapse, it's run its corse and gone, and even though it's over now, if you know what I mean, the long sleeves are on.
All I can say is I'm sorry, I'm sorry I did it, I'm sorry if I hurt you by telling you, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. But please don't be sorry back.
Be proud that you're stronger than razor blades. That takes courage and strength.
If you're not there yet, don't worry. One day you will be, if you just give it time darling.
You miss the relief and you kind of grow fond of your scars, and you probably don't regret it, but being Clean is a different kind of permanent relief that you will never regret.
You made it.
you can't cut forever.
If you beat suicide, you can beat anything.
Time is all you can give it to heal.
If you let it though, it will wash everything away.
Yes, everything.
Even the pain.
Eternity is the web that loathing weaves and love caresses tenderly
 Jan 2015
D'Arcy Sahn
Sarcasm is anger in disguise
Cynical wit turned into lies
Cutting and burning bridges and ties
Until I feel too hollow to even rise

Bluntness is a wonderful gift
A symptom of an allergy to *******
Used by people used to grit
But optimistic enough to love it
Apparently sarcasm is anger disguised as humour. I don't want to be angry, I just want to make ****** jokes.
 Jan 2015
D'Arcy Sahn
Cerebellum grey
Decorates the promenade
At least my cat feasts
Oh homicide, how you amuse me to no end.
Long long, ere long ago
Adam was adolescent
Eve was effervescent
Both were glad in body clad    
  
Adam and Eve exposed each
The duo explored to match
Adam was adulating to catch
Eve was electrifying to ******
  
Pancreatic hunger in one way
Pubertal love on way any way
Cupid apple drooped in sway
He grappled apple-gel of angel

Couple cuddled and meddled
Kindled, spindled and fondled
Fire of passion ceded seeds of love
Shy free, sky free, spy free, scot free
Capsule of calories captured
Rupture turned into rapture

Head to head dual bite at sight
Headed to fuel the duel of luring love    
Adam was adamant on that eve
Eve spelled eventful gospel of life
Only lonely lovely pair espoused  
Exploded mirth of birth on earth
 Jan 2015
Theara Steglaidias
That sudden momet
         When you find the key
          To your writers block
         And poem after poem
          Floods in like a wave
          To your mind
          Begging you to write
          To share every
          Thought with the
          Strangers of the Internet
          As your fingers itch
          Trying to write
           Faster and faster
No matter how tired
Or how late
           You keps writing
           Because you need
           To get every idea
            On that plain white page
           Before the cursed writers block
            Seeps back into your brain.
I'm having one of those
Moments now.
Repost if you've ever had a time like that. Or if you just like the repost button. Or if you don't like the repost button.
 Jan 2015
Ena Alysopriono
I've been feeling so alone
And so lost
As if I was trapped in the dark forest of my mind
Not knowing which way is out
And which way is into further isolation
And than I walked
And walked
With music playing in my ears
Alone
But I wasn't lonely
I was free
And I wished that I could just walk forever
Not away from anything
Not to anything
Just walking
forever
Partially metaphoric, partially literal. Idk
 Jan 2015
Amitav Radiance
Life’s comprehension
Limited by apprehension
So many contradictions
Dissent caused by frictions
Relentless falsification
Path leads to dereliction
Facade of colorful graffiti
No one heeds an entreaty
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