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 Jun 2018 fibro
Kirill
The fall
 Jun 2018 fibro
Kirill
To have loved and lost
Is better than to have never loved at all.
To have loved and lost is better to those who have survived its fall
 Jun 2018 fibro
destiny
Truth is subjective
Your mouth says I love you,
But our heart says I love your body,
I love the way you make me look ,
I love that you take me back even after I shatter your heart time and time again.
You may think you love me ,
But truth is subjective
to the boy who broke me
If only time would be kind enough,
and show its mercy upon my helplessness,
I will crawl back into the sight
of your presence once again.

Before the season change,
and the music stops,
and the sound of your familiar voice
starts to fade into echoes.

Before your name turns,
into a memory,
I can no longer recall…



I love you.
 Jun 2018 fibro
Constantine
Almost believed the girl when she said
she missed me
but she's not making an effort to talk to me
and thats okay cause i wouldn't talk to me either
i just wish she wouldn't have said she missed me
it's all i've been thinking about
 Jun 2018 fibro
Acina Joy
I’m going to tell you to be silent, darling.
Strengthen your footfalls.
Dominate the halls.
But do not say a word—pick them out carefully.
Use them as weapons.


When you feel anger rise, clench your fists till you see the crescents on your palms.
Hold your chin up, and gaze back with a smile—and hold it long enough to break them, before they break you.
But when they hurt you even worse, and you can’t handle it—you tell them, and force them to acknowledge it.
Acknowledge it.
And hope that the tears don’t come, otherwise you’d have to wipe off that smile you worked so hard
To put on.


And I’m telling you this, darling, because beauty is found within your strength and your conviction.
You are a masterpiece—and this.
This is what control feels like.


To know when you can finally let go.
I maintain control over myself each day I lose my hindrances.
 Jun 2018 fibro
Anton
Dear Me
 Jun 2018 fibro
Anton
Dear Me,
.
Aren't You tired
Aren't You tired of these sleepless nights
Aren't You tired of waiting?
Waiting for someone,
Someone who would never Come,
For Coming back Means Shame,
Shame and Pain to her part.
.
Let me Remind You,
No one Loves You Anymore,
Trust me She Isn't Coming Back,
Nope,
Never,
Not even a Slightest Chance,
Not Even in your Sweetest Dreams,
So Come on Already.
Come to your senses,
Let me get some Rest.
Rest for a whole Eternity.
Just Go F**king Die Already.
.
Love,
Me ☺
6-9-18 -1:4:08

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