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4.3k · Feb 2014
The boy in Algebra I
Faith Feb 2014
I told him,
"If I could, I would gouge out my eyes,
so that you can see what I see.
I would rip out my heart,
so you could see who it really beats for."

He told me,
"If I could, I would chop off my hands,
so that you could touch heaven.
I would peel off my skin,
so you can be warm."

We traded our bodies,
and we learned where we stood.
I had the smell of his skin;
he had the beating of my heart.
there's really something about that boy in Algebra
3.9k · Apr 2014
stalker
Faith Apr 2014
My window was left open last night,
but I thought I closed it.

Someone left their camera on my A/C.
I thought I told him to stop visiting me.
3.5k · Feb 2014
Legs
Faith Feb 2014
You gave me a topic,
and you told me to go from there.
If only you knew what I thought of whenever you said 'legs.'

How can I possibly go from here,
whenever legs take me back to there?
If only you knew what I thought of whenever you said 'legs.'
2.0k · Feb 2014
Guilt
Faith Feb 2014
You told me that you'd feel guilt
- but I can feel your words against my skin right now.
I can feel absolutely everything you've ever promised me,
being ripped out of my smile.
1.4k · Feb 2014
Ana
Faith Feb 2014
Ana
I can hear  her yelling out to me. She's inviting me to come closer, to fall into her trap. She's got the eyes of the devil, and the lips of an angel.
She tries to find ways to entrap my body; to really get under my skin. Her hair falls in brown curls down her spiny back. Her bony hands reach up to hold my own, and I'm stuck.
I'm stuck between two worlds. I can't find out what is reality and what is made up. My mind is set on the girl in my mirror. Her red lips gnawing my neck. Her fragile legs around my waist.
She's screaming my name. Mine! She's pulling my own curly, brown mane. She's locking those beautiful lips onto me own.
I blink, and she's off of me. I look at my mirror, hoping she's staring back at me. All I can see is her from behind. She's turned her back on me, and I'm desperate to know why. I reach my hand out to her, but all I can feel is solid glass.
She turns, a smile tugging on her lips, and vanishes.
1.1k · May 2014
memorable positions
Faith May 2014
My bright red lipstick
trailing down his neck.
His warm hands
fleeting across my back.
Her dark eyes glaring at me
from across the room.
1.0k · Mar 2014
heartbeats
Faith Mar 2014
our bodies didn't know
how to move in a
similar rhythm together.
instead,
our hearts would beat
at the same exact time,
and that made me
realize that you
were the one.
1.0k · Jun 2014
Dexter
Faith Jun 2014
He makes the shallow cut on the cheek of yet another victim;
hope has been lost for another criminal
that roams the streets freely.
985 · May 2014
cute girl at Walmart
Faith May 2014
I watched as her words came out in the slowest motion;
lips made of cherries.
I knew right then that I wanted to cherish her flavor.
974 · Feb 2014
"Good day"
Faith Feb 2014
I hope you're having a good day. I am. I'm going to take a nap.**

How many times do I have to beg you to talk to me.
To show an ounce of something
that could be taken
as affection.
916 · Mar 2014
smoke //
Faith Mar 2014
I can't ******* write
over all of this smoke.
I can't sing anymore,
because I've inhaled too much.
Faith Nov 2014
Bitterly clinging to my skin,
the windows of your car have frozen over.
4:00 AM
and you're curling up to me,
making jokes in my ear.
I've forgotten who we are
to compensate for who we were.
832 · Mar 2014
5 pills a day
Faith Mar 2014
they handed me a bag,
and told me to have a nice day.
i reached in to find
90 iron pills
84 birth control pills
and 56 major depression pills.

my mom used to tell me everything would be okay,
but i'm starting to believe that that's not true.
798 · Mar 2014
stranger
Faith Mar 2014
the sun played beautiful sonnets on her shoulders.
every ray that hit her,
effortlessly caught my eyes.
beautiful waves crashes around her legs,
and a breathtaking smile was displayed.
thousands of shivers
crawled throughout my body,
and i knew that i had to touch her.
734 · Feb 2014
Veins- Flashback
Faith Feb 2014
"If you look closer, you can see my scar. It's a tiny little indention on my right cheek. It's the most flawed thing about me," I told him.*

I was with my best friend, Samantha Jayne. It was her birthday party, and everyone was invited. You could call it a lot of things, but we just said it the best best birthday party ever.
We left school, and a limo pulled up. I swear every girl almost fainted. I tried to make my way next to Sam, but I knew this was her one chance to talk to the popular girls. So, I sat down in the back next to the school loser, Miranda.

The whole limo ride was awful, and I was hoping Sam would pay more attention to me as the night went on. We arrived at Sam's soon, and everyone stepped out of the limo. She was still next to the girls that wanted nothing to do with me.
As the night went on: we danced, sang, and ate.. a lot. Here's where the scar plays its part.

We were all dancing. Almost 40 girls were crammed into one small shed. I was having the time of my life. That was until the lights wen out. I t was all right. We had the strobe lights.
I went to go sit down, and a huge girl bumped right into me. I tried to move out of her way, but she just wouldn't quit dancing. I remember her turning around, and I saw a flash of metal on her teeth. She dove straight for my face with hers, and her braces came clawing through my cheek. Blood instantly began pouring down my face.

*He looked at me, concerned, and said, "Faith, you're beautiful. One tiny scar won't make any difference to me. We could say my baseball hit you. We could say you tried to kiss me, and you fell."
I laughed, and I ran my hands through his brown, curly hair.
"Hey, I love you forever, ok?" I said.
"Forever. It'll always be you and me, girl. Just you and me."
728 · Jul 2014
what used to be
Faith Jul 2014
you were so beautiful to me.
the curve of your lips
haunts the blink of my eyes.
and the way your fingers ran across my chest
creeks into my memory
at 4:43 am.
oh,
and the way you loved me.
it was so beautiful to me.
717 · Mar 2014
sonic youth
Faith Mar 2014
Sonic Youth blasted from the speakers,
and her pale hands found their way into the air.
If angels were real,
she would be the complete antonym.
Yet,
I couldn't keep my eyes off of her plump lips,
or her petite hips.
//fc
got the inspiration today while driving with my bf
711 · Mar 2014
wobbly knees
Faith Mar 2014
i told you that i was ready,
and you promised you wouldn't hurt me.
you kept your promise,
and i love you more now,
then i ever did before.
707 · Apr 2014
playground (10w)
Faith Apr 2014
Whenever
the swings finally stopped,
I, still, could not leave.
Faith Feb 2014
You told me that if I was going to hate myself... I had to hate you too. I couldn't do that. What did you mean?
-backspace

Hey! I can't get your smell out of my mouth. Your taste is in my nose. Oh wait.. that's backwards.
-backspace

You hate whenever I drink, so I just want you to know that I'm drunk.
-backspace

I just took 27 pills; I love you.
-SEND
699 · Mar 2014
doctor office poems
Faith Mar 2014
a chair with 5 legs
beckons out to me,
and i wonder if you've ever
sat upon it.

a table with 4 legs
screams my name,
and i wonder if your back
has ever arched on it.

then i remember..
i'm in a doctors' office,
and you weren't
into public display of affection.
677 · Jun 2014
idk
Faith Jun 2014
idk
I guess you could call me a bit of a *******,
because whenever you ripped my heart from my breast,
I felt nothing but pure ecstasy.
I didn't think I could ever get rid
of the only thing that reminded me of you.
652 · Feb 2014
To be fucked
Faith Feb 2014
She wants to be ******.
- but not in the way you're willing.
She wants you to take the time to learn
every ******* curve
of her lips.
652 · Feb 2014
Trailer of Whores
Faith Feb 2014
He begs me to drop to his level,
to be marked by his beast.
By the way he holds me hand,
I'm encouraged to do so, at least.

"Baby, you're the best."
I hear him moan down to me.
I do not as much to respond to this.
How could I with a mouthful of sins?

His hands grabs fist fulls of my hair,
as if it were his own.
"Look up at me, girl!"
he forces my chin up to him.

I feel one single tear slide down my cheek.
He wiped it up with his thumb,
and flicked it away.
Just like he will do with me.

I brought my eyes back down,
and finished my job.
He threw me a wicked glance,
and turned to walk away.

'I'm degrading,' I thought.
"You're the best." I can hear him saying.
635 · Feb 2014
Poems for Tucker
Faith Feb 2014
1.** Calloused hands reached out to intertwine with my own.
Once soft, baby hands,
were now nothing
but rough.
I can't say that it bothered me, though.

Especially whenever they were on my own flesh.

2. My favorite time to be with you
is on Sundays.
We lay in your bed,
forget the world,
and smell each others' skin.
I've found my own bed to become foreign.

3. I can't help but notice how much you remind
me of someone I don't know.
Every time I look at you,
it's like I'm staring into a face I don't even know.
Whenever your hands run though my hair,
I'm almost frightened.

Will you hurt me?
I'm starting to memorize you.

4. Whenever you first began to notice me,
I was obviously nervous.

And now that you love me,
I can't stop scratching my hands.

5. If you could,
would you give me the moon?
Or would you continue to
sit in your car,
and scream out
meaningless lyrics?
634 · Feb 2014
Mind.
Faith Feb 2014
I can't stop staring so you,
and I hope you don't mind.

- By the way, you're on mine.
605 · Mar 2014
math fuck
Faith Mar 2014
if i could compare
his love for me to anything,
it would have to be a coordinate plane.
we seem to always be lost
somewhere in the origin,
or slowly decreasing,
605 · Feb 2014
"I call myself a masochist"
Faith Feb 2014
He said I was his muse; I'm beautiful to him.
He wrote songs about me.
"Your wings fly higher than anyone else's"

I was his prized possession.
However,  in time, I learned that with possession.. came obsession.
"I don't agree." he'd say.
"You can't do that.." he urged.
"******* quit. Now!" he commanded.

The first hit was the worst. I remember the bruise vividly.
It was purple, and I craved for more.
I didn't want to believe it was abuse.

My shoulders began to slump, and the bruises were getting harder to hide.
I felt his fists slam into me over and over again.
I didn't leave.

I watched my lips, knuckles, and nose bleed for you;
I let my skin bruise for you.
You fed me so many lied, and it only made me more hungry.

They think I'm ****** up because of you..
"You only crave pain, because you're repressing your memory of...him."

I found my wings on your side of the bed. I found my box of letter under it. I found my heart in your hands, and my pride in your smile.
591 · Mar 2014
different people
Faith Mar 2014
hot breath spilled over my bare neck,
and all i could smell was Jack Daniels.
clammy hands made their way onto my petite body,
but i couldn't feel any of it.
someone else was on my mind.

you were a faded dream,
a hopeless sigh.
you're the voice i had lost,
and the tear that fell.

i could think of you forever,
but eternity can't last.
infinity is a thought,
that i couldn't think.

i can still remember
your soothing hands
lying on my chest.
not trying to touch me,
but to pry apart my rib cage
in hopes to enter my heart chambers.
582 · Feb 2014
rant
Faith Feb 2014
I just want to have a picnic with something in the woods.
I just want to run my hands through your long, brown hair.
I just want to hear you call me, 'Kitten.'
I just want to be in your reach, again.
579 · Feb 2014
Similar
Faith Feb 2014
Blood rises to the surface of my flesh
whenever I'm cold.
Just like the heat blurs your windows
whenever you ****.
too bad im a ******
540 · Mar 2014
wrong
Faith Mar 2014
The wrong hands loved me,
and the wrong heart touched me.
What other mistakes
can I make in one day?
530 · Jun 2014
not really a poem??
Faith Jun 2014
last night i couldn't stop thinking of the way your head always fit into the crook of my shoulders,
or the way your tiny hands would wrap around my warm waist.
i kept feeling your bright blue eyes burning through the back of my skull,
pleading for me to never lie to you;
never leave you.
but i did i leave you.
you had nothing to call a home anymore,
because i kept you so high up in the clouds.

all i can say
is that the way your lips curved up whenever i smiled at you
is haunting me,

and i think i need you.
519 · Mar 2014
car 1
Faith Mar 2014
Your hands tried to undo the buttons on my plaid blouse,
and I couldn't help but sob.
I told you that I felt *****;
you shushed me,
and you held me close.
508 · Mar 2014
x 2
Faith Mar 2014
x 2
i'm stuck between
a tall wall
and a short shrub.
materialistic ****
is killing beautiful nature.
Faith Dec 2014
It is not supposed to be like this.
The tears,
they're supposed to disappear.
And I told myself
it would not end up like this again.
No,
I promised myself that I would not let it get this bad.

This is all wrong,
and I can not bring myself to tear away from your gaze.
488 · Feb 2014
Special.
Faith Feb 2014
I always hear that I'm special. You always wanted me to be "special." I could open up my veins for you, and you would still spit out rusty compliments.
I'd bite my nails off because you hated them more than you hated yourself. You'd take me on endless journeys that always led back to your ****** up dreams. I was the key to the box you couldn't open. I was the grasp you couldn't get on reality.
You told me you loved the way I got goosebumps whenever you played with my hair. You said the glint in my eyes when I saw you was mesmerizing.
Goosebumps turned into bruises.
Glints turned into winces.
I found the letters I wrote you in your eyes. I found my heart in your hands. I found my pride in your smile.
Faith May 2014
Waves are rolling
past my heart,
faster than your hands ever moved
to unbutton my blouse.
468 · Jun 2015
Ice Bucket Challenge
Faith Jun 2015
Singing to myself,
rain thuds on my roof.
All by myself,
I get lonely at night.

I can only imagine
your soft touch,
or even inhale
the scent of your hair.

The biggest mistake I ever made
was accepting the hatred you had for me.
Whenever I should have taken your hands,
I cut off my own.
467 · Feb 2014
Routine
Faith Feb 2014
I can hear you laugh,
and I know you expect me to
place my chin in the hollow of your shoulder.
Today, I can't seem to bring my skin
to connect with yours.
464 · May 2014
Sunday
Faith May 2014
Arms crossed
like the hopes to die
on my heart.

Head bowed like the empty prayers
I've made for eternity.

Hands on the hair.
Feet on the ground.
Arms crossed.
Head bowed.

Hands in my hair.
Feet around his waist.
Arms grasping for
the bowed head.

Promises sent out
to broken paper shredders.
459 · Feb 2014
Prayers full of Sins
Faith Feb 2014
You put your prayers in my hands,
- but you leave your sins in my mouth.
458 · Mar 2014
time
Faith Mar 2014
if i could go back in time,
i wouldn't,
because there's no such thing as time travel,
and i'd still be miserable.
//fc
432 · Apr 2014
lake lincoln
Faith Apr 2014
Tonight, as I looked into the vast lake,
I noticed something different.
It wasn't beautiful anymore.
The waves stopped overlapping each other,
and the shore line grew shorter.

Oh,
beautiful scenes can't last forever,
I suppose.
lake lincoln
431 · Feb 2014
Ignition
Faith Feb 2014
Riding in the car brings back so many old memories.
When the car hits a bump all I can think of is your body writhing under me.

As we turn the corner,
I remember the endless curves on your body.

When we get out of the car,
I can almost feel your arms reaching for me to come back to you.
428 · Dec 2014
Untitled
Faith Dec 2014
An old man looks up at me with a toothless grin,
and a sparkle in his eyes.
I watch as his feeble hands
reach up to the sky
in hopes of becoming youthful once again.

A teacher passes by me in the hall,
and she looks me over as if I’m nothing.
Little does she know that I sit in her class every day,
thinking of how much she inspires me.

The lights flicker on and off in my head
almost as much as in this classroom.
The girl beside me won't quit clicking her tongue,
and restlessly flirting with the boy in front.
I’m going mad in here.

The girl with long hair is reading nonstop.
She's never been in love before.
I always get the update of the offers
she gave out the day before.
It's calming to know some girls are insane.
427 · Jun 2015
Useless
Faith Jun 2015
Loose strands of hair fall over his thigh.
It's not a metaphor.
I am giving myself to a guy I love.
Tell me it's okay.
I'm hoping to fall into more than just your lap.

Rolling hips and bruised lips.
Have I been before?
Dignity seemed to be more of a factor then.
Maybe if I drown myself in hatred,
I'll look more lovely.

I'm only begging for you back;
the way I'm doing it is necessary.
You loved me once,
so what's the difference now?

Don't be blind, my love.
It's so obvious that she can't
love you like I do.
426 · Feb 2014
Observation
Faith Feb 2014
There's a boy in my band class.
He wears a white mask that covers his whole face,
with the exception of his mouth and eyes.

He watches every female that walks by
with open eyes
and a perverted mind.
419 · Jun 2014
i miss you a lot
Faith Jun 2014
you say you have other priorities to tend to,
but all is that you no longer care for me.
a broken wall falls to my knees
in hopes to skin up my knees.
418 · Feb 2014
Suggestions
Faith Feb 2014
I caught you staring at my hands the other day.
I don't know if I should be happy or sad about it.
You could have been thinking about how they used to play with your hair,
or maybe the fact that they broke your bones.
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