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 Mar 2023 S
Wednesday
Five Reasons
 Mar 2023 S
Wednesday
I kissed daniel because
he made me feel like a little girl
and that's all I've ever wanted to stay.
I kissed him because
he made me feel like a live wire,
ready to sizzle
and pop
and maybe **** someone.
We can only hope.
I kissed him hard,
I kissed him wet
so I could feel the spit
break between our lips.
I kissed him good
and fast against the wall.
I kissed him goodnight
I kissed him good bye

2. He got me so high I coughed and drool came out of my mouth and
his friend asked
"hey.... Um are you okay?"
And I shook my head no,
but they didn't really care anyway.  And I walked down the long hallway in my tiny shorts so they could both see the sway of my ***,
the sway in the walk of someone
who has gone entirely mad.

3. Daniel said 37 is his last real year before he hits middle age.
And he's halfway through it.
And I'm turning 19 next month
and he says that's where the real fun is cause that means I've had a year
of adulthood to figure my **** out
and I've still decided to be a *****.
He says 19 will be my real slutty year, the year I turn this bag of meat
and bones into a **** star.
He says I'll always be the best.
He says I'll make it real real big.
He says he will watch me
******* another man while he's ******* someone else
in the next town he goes to

4. Daniel said I was evil.
I told him he was a horrible person and he pinned me down
and did the things horrible people do.
I asked him why he thought I was evil and he said he can see it in my eyes. Real cold and mean,
oh **** it's a real nice gleam.
Like sharpened knives and laughter when a chalkboard screeches.
He says I'll die within next year if I keep living like I am.
I guess he doesn't believe me
when I say I just really don't care.

5.
Bad girl bad girl sad girl they say.
Like how I can't make eye contact
and malls freak me out.
How I don't care how fast I drive my car cause I've got places to be,
like nowhere.
Knives don't scare me,
in fact,
cut me so I can show you how good
I am at not flinching.
Pull my hair and
pin my down and
I'll show you a good time babe,
cause this feels like love if
you're good enough at pretending. They call it self destruction,
I call it preservation.
Excuse the weird way this is split up, I'm doing it on my phone and will fix it later when I can use my laptop.
 Nov 2022 S
Ruth Nadler-Nir
Tend to me
Like a thirsty garden once forgotten
Sing to me
Like a crying infant, pure and innocent
Hug me
Like an old friend years after
Look at me
Like an abstract painting, more complex with each glance
Touch me
Like the the cold steel strings of your guitar
Love me
Like you did before
I poem I wrote early last year while thinking about with my ongoing need for co-dependence
 Nov 2022 S
FrankieM
Half Fool
 Nov 2022 S
FrankieM
I can only pour so much
Of myself into you
You say I'm half empty
I say I'm half full

It's hard to stay gentle
When you've been so cruel
I say I'm in love
You say I'm a fool
 Nov 2022 S
Infamous one
R48
 Nov 2022 S
Infamous one
R48
He told the truth everyone is mad why are they mad for living a lie. They tell him crap all the time but he knew secrets exposed the truth by calling them on it. Mad at the narrative because it's them when it's someone else they are quick to throw others under and blow the whistle.

The stories come out the tension heat is burning up everyone. No one talks unless it's to bad mouth someone or defend themselves because someone is spreading lies. Making things sound worse than what they reallu
 Nov 2022 S
Infamous one
R49
 Nov 2022 S
Infamous one
R49
Break away from the rest
Aim to be one of the best
Walking away from insanity
Staying sober loving solitude
Withdrawal from drama
Gaining life no more succubus
A life choice made to be saved
No turning back a clean escape
Dragged down by a miserable lead
Made moves away from dictatorship
Free starting over finally belong
Taking charge to get it done determined
The chosen one fills the void moving up
As everyone retires to enjoy life
 Feb 2022 S
A poet in Paradise
The room is dark...
I can not see my own hands...
I randomly hit the piano keys...
The notes don't make sense...
It does not matter if I keep my eyes open...
For the room is pitch dark...
And it does not matter if my fingers play in disarray...
The sound just lights up the room...
I discovered darkness is no match for music and poetry...
Any evening can become magical if music and poetry are by your side...
How these words can flow when I can not see anything is a mystery...
Which I don't intend to uncover...
I will just keep the company of my piano in the dark...
 Feb 2022 S
A poet in Paradise
You must be light...
And I must be darkness...
For we're never together...
I disappear whenever you come...
And I come back as soon as you leave...
We are perhaps separated by a millisecond...
But we will never be together...
And I never get to see you...
No matter how hard I try...
I am destined to appear only when you go away...
And I don't seem to be able to stop chasing you...
Even if I want to...
For we always go to the same places...
But my destiny is to get there just after you leave...
And maybe I am too shy...
If you come back to the same place you were before...
I leave before you can see me...
I live by night...
You live by day...
We are on different worlds...
Why I fell in love with you is a mystery...
A mystery as dark as the world that surrounds me...
For I am the eternal darkness...
And you my eternal light...
It is a good thing it is so dark here...
For I  don't want anyone to see me crying...
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