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 Sep 2014 ev
Layla Thurman
Prove it.
 Sep 2014 ev
Layla Thurman
You tell me you love me
Do you really?
It's so hard to tell
Sometimes
But maybe
If you could prove it
I might just believe you
 Sep 2014 ev
Jack
Doubled up (10W)
 Sep 2014 ev
Jack
~

If I could love you forever,
I'd do it twice
 Sep 2014 ev
Layla Thurman
The leaves are floating
sliding off your skin
The orange and reddish colors
perfectly match your hair
your eyes stand out more
their blue color so frail
yet so temptingly wild
I know you hate this season
but oh how it loves you
 Sep 2014 ev
Aditi
I would rather suffocate and drown in my mind than ask for your help
I would rather swallow shards of glass than keep up with this silence
I would rather spend my night counting stars than have a dream about you
I would rather cut my skin off than feel your touch burn them while you love someone else
I would rather have my tongue forget how to speak than call for you every single night in my sleep
I would rather bleach my brain with HCL than have it think about you always
I would rather burn down this house and lose myself somewhere than try looking for you
I would rather drown the butterflies in my stomach with alcohol than have them fluttering, dancing on your tone
(But truth be said, i would rather spend a second with you and a lifetime reminiscing that moment than be with someone else)

I'll bleed till I've no more of you inside me
I'll smoke you till I've exhaled all of your empty words that i was fed
I'll cry till i don't know what i was crying for
*I'll write till I give you something that weighs you down
just like how your goodbye weighs my heart down
It's not good, is it?
 Sep 2014 ev
gwen


the buzzing in your limbs when you lie on them for too long

is the buzzing in my head

the static in my mind that makes

the world

s           p

n           i

in deadly motion;

as rivers run from my eyes

tear-soaked tissues clenched in my smothering grasp

lungs

c
      o
           l
               l
                   a
                        p
                            s
                               i
                                    n
                                         g
inwards

while the world spins around me

threatening to spin me into infinite inexistence by breaking me

into an infinite number of slivered

p
                      i
               e
c
                                  e
             s --

for i am too smothered by the world

and it is not the first time today

i couldn't breathe.

 Sep 2014 ev
Tyler Durden
Zero
 Sep 2014 ev
Tyler Durden
I have this weird feeling
The feeling you have when you miss someone
Or when you're homesick
But I'm  home
And my friends are too
I still feel nothing is here
Does anyone know what I mean?
 Sep 2014 ev
Eisen Pacheco
Hell
 Sep 2014 ev
Eisen Pacheco
Hell is
staring in your eyes and instantly missing you
Hell is
looking at your lips and wanting to kiss you
Hell is
holding you closely and having to let go
Hell is
wanting to tell you but never letting you know
Hell is
butterflies in my stomach when your hands brush against mine
Hell is
wanting to hold them for the rest of time
Hell is
knowing that someday I'll have to let go
Hell is
constantly having to put on a show
Hell is
the hurt I feel deep in my bones
Hell is
loving you in my sleep and waking up alone.
Reposting this because it was my very first post on here.
 Sep 2014 ev
Eisen Pacheco
How do I tell you that you're my first thought in the morning?
How do I tell you that you're my every single dream?
How do I tell you that your stupid smirk makes my heart race?
How do I tell you when you speak of them how much I want to scream?
How do I show you that I could be better?
How do I make you see that I'm all you really need?
How do I make you understand that if you just gave me your hand you'd never have to worry about a single thing?

But I'll just keep standing by
I'll just keep wishing.
 Sep 2014 ev
Eisen Pacheco
A Letter
 Sep 2014 ev
Eisen Pacheco
Dear You,

     I hope your day is wonderful. I want all of your days to be wonderful. I want you to wake up and smell roses, or dance in the rain, or be able to look in the mirror and just smile. I want you to know that someday you will make someone so incredibly happy, and that you'll be their whole world. I want you to know that you are incredible. You're perfectly imperfect. You're so special.

     I want you to know that you're my happiness. And I know that we are just friends and that I shouldn't feel the way that I feel because you couldn't feel the way that I feel and it isn't fair for me to even think that we could be anything other than friends, but I think about you all the time. I dream about you every night. You're the first thought when I wake up in the morning, and you're the my final prayer every evening.

     I want you to know that I am completely aware that this could never be anything at all. You aren't interested, and it has nothing to do with me but with my gender. No matter how many drunken nights you say otherwise, you will wake up sober and only want a woman. And I want you to want me all the time.

     I want you to know that I'm okay with that, because there is absolutely nothing else I can do. I can't change who I am to please you, and I would never want to anyway. I want you for who you are, and I want you all  the time.

     I want you to know that I would love you unconditionally, that I would give the world to you, all wrapped in a little bow if it would make you smile- God, I love your smile.

    I want you to know that in this whole wide world there are 7 billion people, and each and every individual is beautiful in their own unique way. In this world there are 7 billion different faces with different personalities, all of which will fall in love, smile, fall out of love, hurt, and fall in love with a different person all over again.

     I want you to know that within those 7 billion people there is only one you, and you are perfectly imperfect. You are the only person I want. I could spend the rest of my days looking at your face and that would be okay. I don't need an incredible life with fame and fortune, because having you would be the most fortunate thing.

     And I want you to know that even though you'll never want me, you are all I've ever wanted.
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