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 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emily
Dearest You
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emily
Dearest you,
It's hard to put into words
The feelings I get
They make my stomach turn
Sometimes good, sometimes bad
At the end of the day
You're the best I'll ever have
We talk about forever
We both think
We'll end up leaving each other
But let's not get ahead of ourselves
Let's live for this moment
However,
When we think about our long lives ahead
There's only one image that comes to mind
Only one way in which we'll spend our time
Only one we can imagine marrying
Only one we can imagine loving
And that's us
You're my best friend
That'll never change
From here, we'll only grow
And we will continue to exchange
Love
Kisses
Laughs
Smiles
We have it all
Every day, I continue to fall
Thank you for being you
My dearest
I love you
That is all
For my B.

© Peyton 2013
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Marie Ellen Grace
Tears that hurt
Pain swells
Brust forth
Exploding through
Streaming down
Down

Tears that heal
Let it out
Let it go
Let them free
Let them mend

Tears are destroying
Breaking
Crushing
Cant breath
Cant see
Too deep

Tears are helping
Washing
Cleansing
I am alive
I am free
Its okay for you to cry
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Vanessa Lee
have you ever wondered, sometimes,
why things just turn into ashes.
memories that are grinder, burnt;
into fine black powder
and with a gust of wind,
it flies away with you knowing.
until its too late to even realize,
that those memories are not there anymore.
and perhaps this whole thing
is nothing but only a delusion

it wasn't there in the first place
and that was never meant to be.
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
demons
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
my demons are my best friend because they dont leave me alone at night,
they cradle me in there wicked sins and kiss me on the forehead when they put me to bed,
they never leave my side,
through the light and especially the dark
they make me
they are me
i am a demon
my body is simply a **disguise
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emily
Fat
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emily
Fat
I have this thing, you see
I'm overweight
In this big body
It cripples me from doing the things I enjoy
Like swimming
Like fashion
Like running
Like the many things I imagine
Going to the beach
Having hot ***
Time just passes by
And I sit here with regret
I haven't spent my almost 22 years
Doing things I enjoy
Instead
I've been fearful
Scared of judgment
Scared of wandering eyes
Don't look at me
What you see are lies
I wish my body
Reflected how I am
On the inside
That's all that matters, right?
Not really
That's another lie
My weight cripples me
And I let it
I need someone to believe in me
So I can shed it
Is anybody out there?
Do you even care?
Perhaps I'll be fat forever
© Peyton 2013
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
self harm
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
hope and faith are my most elaborate form of self harm.
the more i hope, the more i die a little inside
because i know in the end of it all
i will only be lead back to my very bestfriend
*disappointment
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
alive
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
im starting to get sick of not feeling alive.
cemeteries are not the only places the dead go
and sometimes your ghosts live in your own backyard
on the days i feel miserable i sit for hours composing my own epitaph
"Here are the remains of a young girl, stopped breathing: age 18"
I know you are getting tired of all my bad days, but please understand
sometimes i need to destroy myself
just
to
feel
alive.
 Oct 2013 Eliza
JCkilledme
I want you
at 3 in the morning
when were so busy with getting wasted
fighting our fears
since we stopped fighting each other.
I want you
real, raw and breathing
i want to trace your scars as you tell me their stories
voice shaking, but still proud
I want you
and your loneliest thoughts
your tangled ribs
and your bruised knuckles
i want you
when you're breathing
but barely alive.
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