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  Dec 2015 cf
Torin
I'll write one thousand bad poems
If that is what it takes to write a good one
I'll have a thousand bad loves
For the same reason
cf Dec 2015
I used to only feel beautiful
Posing for naked pictures
Receiving comments back that read
"**** baby look at that ***"
Like my *** could compare
To what I held inside
I used to only feel beautiful
When they would stare at my chest
Like my mouth didn't breathe air
In and out of my lungs to make my
Beautiful heart beat
I used to only feel beautiful
While they pinned me down
Touching parts of me I didn't even know
Existed

They called this,
"Daddy issues"

And let me tell you
There is nothing beautiful
About filling a void
With childish boys
When you've only ever been looking
For a man
Whom will never love you more
Than your daddy should have
  Dec 2015 cf
Red Fox
So I do more than Say It
Never less when I Do It
For you I gotta Prove It
You're the goal
And I just gotta get to it.
Even though others want you
I know what I want to
And I hope it's mutual
And we can make this perpetual.

Just to clarify,
This isn't just ******
More of a pursuit based on intellectual.
With a little thirst,
Knowing I'll never be the first.
Just hoping to be your last;
Wanting more than just convos
Through our Apple and Samsung glass.
Just hoping to get past
These Instagram filter at last.
cf Dec 2015
When you feel not good enough for another human?

Does this mean you are no longer good enough for yourself?
  Nov 2015 cf
Pudge
we both knew
that this was going to hurt
sooner or later
so stop crying
this love is a wound
that we kept on pretending,
kept lying to ourselves
was a battle scar
for a war
we've never even fought

I'll pack my bags
and stitch my wounds
so please, at least
have the decency
to tell me you didn't
really love me

at least, give me
a reason to sleep
after I've cried
rivers out of my eyes

lie for me
one last time
for old times sake
pretty please?
cf Nov 2015
I hope you are doing okay;
Even on days darkened with rain.
There is more to this life than pain
Please don't waste your time away,

Ashing cigarettes in their tray,
And swearing his name in vain-
I hope you are doing okay;
Even on days darkened with rain.

The way you are seems so cliche,
And things are more or less insane.
Think of angels, sparkling like champagne
Singing loud above this cafe-
I hope you are doing okay.
  Nov 2015 cf
Tina Marie
Don't tell me I'm beautiful.
Look deep into my soul, past my scars, and tell me I have a beautiful heart.

Don't tell me you want to make love to me.
Let me in the place your demons live and make me love you in spite of them.

Don't tell me you want to love me the rest of our lives.
Make me believe it's possible to build a life with you.

Don't tell me you love me.*
Show me in so many ways that there is no doubt in my mind and I just know it.
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