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amber Mar 2018
You wear a mask,
Perfectly painted,
Seemingly realistic,
But I see the chips:
The flaws in its craftsmanship,
Where your skin peeks through.
And I see you for what you are:
A coward.
amber Mar 2018
I am so cold,
Inside and out,
I suppose.
Like Jack Frost:
My heart as cold as my nose.
These holes in my jeans,
Do not help.
2015 I think
amber Mar 2018
I step toward you,
You pull away.
My heart shatters,
Glass scatters,
Everywhere.
amber Mar 2018
my head is pounding.
is it the presence,
of nicotine,
in my bloodstream?
or is it,
that too many thoughts are swirling about?
bashing into one another,
knocking each other out,
creating chaos in the walls of my skull.
amber Mar 2018
I pushed you away.
You hurt me first,
I ran.
You hurt me again,
That time worse.
You knocked my legs out,
From under me.
Stop,
You're winning.
You always have been,
Can't you see?
amber Mar 2018
you move away,
I think of me.
I hear your voice,
I think of me.
your laugh pierces the air,
I try to think of me.
I see your smile,
I *******.
I am so hurt;
you don't mind.
I am so dumb,
to think you kind.
I'm sensitive:
you are too.
please forgive me;
I wish I could forgive you,
but,
do you even want me to?
  Mar 2018 amber
myrka
I spent most of my time scrubbing my body as hard as I could
I want it to come off
Your touch
Your kisses
It’s tattooed all over me
I feel empty
And numb
I cry until my eyes burn from the mascara
How could I ever entrust you with my heart
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