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Even someone, as cold as me
can be warmed up by the right
*person
I'm a lonely person at heart, searching for my other
I love with my fingertips
on your cheek bone
And my lips whispering
on your shoulder
You
with a blunt in your grasp
And a fist ready to run
A blistering rage set on full
And a kiss
with the sharpest tongue
I'd ask you to be gentler
But that would be too much
I'm lucky to be in your thoughts
And crushed
beneath your touch
We all love a little differently
But that does not make me weak
When you have all the words
And I can barely
*speak
It's not about you
Watch them pass the roll of grass
As they fall...  
                         down on their ***
Let them sit and take a hit
Even though it smells like ****
I want to be a different kind of free
Where I can just be me
And dance in modest pants
To a song of romance
"It's not my crowd"
I say out loud
"I belong on the ground"
Far from the **** and tar
Out of the clouds running far
To a place bound in lace
*As pretty as my face
You died, By Suicide
And I cried,
and cried and cried.
Inside, Part of me died
Cos you lied,
and lied and lied.
You’re gone, and I’m the one
To suffer on,
and on and on.
Why, Why? You had to lie?
Chose to die?
Oh why Oh why?
You knew, I loved you
So why you?
Why you? Why you?
I try to understand why
But I cry,
and cry and cry.
Heart break, a pain that makes
My soul ache,
and ache and ache.
You knew, what I’d go through
You had to!
**** you! **** you!
Sorry, but you hurt me
Needlessly,
badly, sadly.
Guilty and so angry
You left me
lonely, empty.
Someday, the hurt just may
Go away,
I pray and pray.
Love you, will always do
Forgive you?
That’s hard to do!
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