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  Jul 2016 Stella
shion
hearing your name feels like being stabbed
by a knife engulfed in regret

remembering your smile
is like drowning with no water

seeing you happy with someone else
makes me want to shove my hand
down my throat and pull my heart out

hoping for you to comeback
is like reciting a poem to
a deaf person
  Apr 2016 Stella
Kanupriya Khurana
Love is meant to be a
Home,
not
Hurricane

KPK
Stella Dec 2015
Tears taste so much like you.
Stella Sep 2015
I grew trees on my arms to
carry the weight of your pride.
Atop me now this message
of my wild, wild love.
Touch me because I can't move
anymore these roots
are my bones. These roots
are my bones.
Stella Jul 2015
I tried to drape the sun
and I burned the skin
off my palms.

This is what you do to me.
This is you.
This is me.
I ******* hate you.
Stella May 2015
We burned flesh against flesh
until all there was left
was a mark of you,
and our bones in a tangle.
Stella Feb 2015
I went out of the house to put out the trash
and I cut myself on broken glass

it was your heart
on the street
out of someone's trash bag
cutting its way through
to reality.
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