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drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
next year, i'll have no valentine
i'll be all alone, again
i will have to witness
guys buying roses
for their girls
and ladies
buying gifts
for special guys
i like being alone but i hate feeling lonely
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
you were the diamond
found with a bunch of rocks
you were the emerald
found with the ashes
of someone you loved
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
heart was broken on the ground, sanity was nowhere to be found, the girl who tried so hard to love was now lost and confused, from all the energy she lost, all the time she spent, trying to heal someone else, who eventually didn't need her help and said goodbye to her there and then. but, no one realized her pain because the smile she had on her face covered what was wrong and helped her sustain a solid alibi and she never showed signs of strain, of heartbreak, she tried to mend herself the only way she knew how: writing stories about life as it never was. after a while, it worked. but as soon as she met someone new, it was back to that same old page, that same chapter she once tried to escape. it all happened again. she fell in love with a heart that didn't belong to her. oh, she felt her own heart break in two.
I was trying to write a story but this was all I bothered typing.
not sure if this is good or not, but, thought I'd post anyway..
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
it takes all my strength
to bear a smile
on my face

my heart hurts
my mind aches
too many thoughts
too many flaws

no one loves me
i feel so empty

no one appreciates me
makes me feel lonely
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
i have an incredible urge to write
not sure what to talk about
whether i should talk
about your face
or the way
you make
my emotions
run all over
the place

or about your eyes
how they make
me smile
when i am down

maybe i should write
about how much
i despise the love
i have for you
because all you do
is not love me
and that makes me sad
very much so
because you are
the bright star i see
in the sky at night
when i can't sleep
you are the touch
i feel in my dreams
you are the angel
that makes me well
when i am under
a troubling spell

i guess i could write
about how sick
it is to feel so
traumatized
by the quick fix
i found in your love
you are a drug
the only one
i'll take
no questions
asked
i will take
even if it takes
my last breath
you're worth it
i guess
you are
my weakness
you are
my goddess

epic feel in my veins
are you in there, babe?
gosh, i swear
you were here
not so long ago
hello, hello
miss stranger
who i love so

rambling on
about your love
even though
you're gone
it's been so long
since i've had
this creative buzz
i used to think
i would sink
without your heart
caressing mine
darling valentine
nah
but you were mine
once upon a time
unless that was a lie

what am i even writing?

oh yes

a letter to the one
i love
who's gone

she won't be reading
this letter of mine
it'll be here
where
she won't find

she's moved on
i'm still here
rambling on

poetry?
short story?
i don't know
but i do know
that i love her so
i can't let her go
my heart bleeds for her
to repair all the tears
and damages
all the wounds
old and new
fix me
like i
fixed you
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
school seems like so long ago. i miss the one i called my ''best friend''..
we sat together in every class, exchanged notes every time we were bored,
always got told by the teachers to stop laughing and to pay attention.

everything was lovely. and then school came to an end,
and we both took a course in childcare, hoping we'd be close.

then, we drifted apart. she had her new friends..i was alone.
it's been years since i've last seen her. i miss her a lot.
things like this, you can never really forget.
i know people change and memories remain,
but it doesn't make it any less painful.

never knew i was so easy to forget...

the same thing always happens and it just hurts.
it's one of the reasons i write.
i write to feel something.

i don't write about people for no reason,
i write about them BECAUSE of them.

it's not always negativity,
sometimes it's the opposite.

sometimes, i praise them for being in my life,
and at times, i write about how they just ruined me.

poetry is meant to be full of emotion..
otherwise, it would be empty words.
basically a vent.
drunkonthoughts Dec 2013
all i want is to travel the world
be someone's special girl
experience different places
meet new faces
always change
destinations

one day
i'm here
the next
i'm there
that's what i want
a change of scenery
always and constantly

i want to eat different foods
with the one i travel with
the one i call my love
oh, life would be good
if i could travel the world
and feel happy for once
just grab my stuff and run
take a risk, take a chance
find someone and grab their hand
plan our future
as well as our romance
go out on dates
kiss all night
look in each other's eyes
it all sounds so perfect
right?

yes, it does
that's my idea
of a perfect love
of a perfect relationship
A neverending vacation
full of promise and life
it's what i've been imagining
since i was in my early teens

i wanted my teenage years
to be exactly like that
but all i have is sadness
but i wanted to experience it
the wonder of the world
the wonder of love
it's all i think about
but until then
in my sadness
i will drown

just wanted a nice life
and a love to match
we all want that
but some people
kinda destroy us
and the picture
we created
in our heads
of a nice life
in the sun
away from rain
away from worries
away from pain

there is so much
i would like to do
there's so much
i'd like to know
but nobody
and i mean nobody
wants to show me
how good life could be
This is a poem I'm proud of. Wrote it just now. It's a lot more positive than most of my work.
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