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 Mar 2017 Hannah
Carlos Salinas
You are too quiet
Don’t know where I stand
For weeks you’d be smiling
Then suddenly break.

Thoughts in high motion
Your eyes tell me so
You read every movement
You pierce through my soul.

I wish I could read you
I wish you would tell me
You stay so well guarded
You love me or hate me?

For ages I’m blissful
I feel the best ever
Then you speak your feelings
And drown me forever.
I wish I could know what's in your mind. I make plans, look forward to you; but your over-thinking mind has other plans I don't know about.
 Mar 2017 Hannah
Willow-Anne
She’s more fun when she is drunk
At least…until she’s not
Because she’s puking in the toilet
And regretting her last shot

She’s more confident when she’s drunk
Gorgeous and ready to score
Until she looks in a mirror
And feels even uglier than before

She likes herself more when she is drunk
Until that feeling goes away
When she is so far beyond gone
That her self-hatred comes out to play

She’s happier when she’s drunk
All her issues leave her brain
But they all come crashing back at once
And cause her so much pain

She likes the world more when drunk
It’s filled with so much good
Until one little thing sets her off
And she hates it all more than she should

She likes life more when she’s drunk
Her mind for once feels still
Terrified of losing that feeling
She soon wants to end things with a pill

But she can stop any time she wants
Or so she’d have you believe
Because alcohol makes her seem so happy
That is, until all her friends leave
Edit: (3/10/17) Oh my goodness! I haven't logged on in a couple of days and boy did I miss a lot!
I am doing my best to respond to all your messages and comments now! Sorry for the wait!
Thank you all so much for such an overwhelming amount of love and support <3 You guys are amazing
For those of you who struggle with addiction of any kind, hang in there, and I hope you all find the help and support you need <3
Best wishes to you all. And thank you again <3

Edit: (3/11/17)
Alrighty, so I just got a very long message that without going too into details accused me of poking fun at alcoholism with this poem. I would just like to be very clear that this poem was in no way inteaded to make fun of the illness that is alcoholism, and if it came off that way to anyone else, I am truely truely sorry. Words can not express that enough for I very much wished the opposite intent. Alcoholism (and addiction in general) is a very serious illness that I take very seriously. I sinceraly hope that anyone who is struggling with it gets the help they need and those of you who are in recovery, I am proud of you. Stay strong and continue to work towards it <3
Once again, my sincere apologies again to anyone who was offended.
Love to you all <3 - Willow-Anne
 Mar 2017 Hannah
Jair Graham
I was an empty house before you found me;
You have planted wildflowers in the garden of my soul.
Now I walk beyond every horizon and paint the morning sky with our story.
 Mar 2017 Hannah
maxime
Sweetheart
 Mar 2017 Hannah
maxime
You always want what you can't have, sweetheart
Greedy hands grabbing at goodies
That are far out of your reach
You lost your ability to receive them
You destroyed your chance long ago
Don't come crying to me, sweetheart
Because I'm sure you already know
That I care nothing of what you become.
 Mar 2017 Hannah
Syd
x
 Mar 2017 Hannah
Syd
x
and today is one of
those days
where you wake up
to reality snuffing out
the flame of hope
and optimism
you've spent weeks
trying to light

today I am bombarded
with the thought of you
leaving
with the weight of
92 days
hanging over my head
like a rain cloud
today
I am
tired

and I've found that even when
I'm with you
I'm not really with you
because I am always too busy
thinking about you leaving
to enjoy what little time
we get to share together
and I'm sorry for that

I don't know how to apologize
for my feelings
in a way that doesn't ask for
you to say
"you don't need to do that,"
because believe me
I do

I am sorry
that despite my best efforts
I will not be able to be strong
all of the time
or perhaps even
a majority of the time

I am sorry
that I will never get used to
saying goodbye to you
that I can promise you
leaving will never get
any easier

I told you
this would be hard
and I meant that
but I also told you
that there is no one else
in this world
that I would rather do this with
than you
and I meant that
and that is what makes this
so
easy

and I mean that.
I'll wait for you.
 Mar 2017 Hannah
Xyns
Words once so tangible
Phrases so easily written
Character after Character
Flowing so elegantly
Cascading flawlessly
Dripping from ****** lips
And filled with a ******'s confidence

Artistic expression
Which can only flourish
In the shallow waters
Of innocence's temper

Dreams clinging foolishly
Fueled by nonexistent beliefs
In nonexistent things
Unknowingly temporary
Oh, so faithful were they
As they faded into memories
And we drained every ******* bit

Purity once so present
Talent once so black and white
Blurs into grey, stoner stories,
Pipe dreams, and *Childish Things
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