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Dec 2018 · 945
love/alcohol
Hay Dec 2018
love and alcohol are practically the same thing.
you take it, and take it, and take it,
until all of the sudden,
you cant take anymore.
some people can take more than others,
some people push over their limit,
and those eventually end up hurt.
there's different flavors,
different strengths,
and sometimes different effects.
the initial feeling is good,
but at the end they both become a depressant.
they both leave you,
at 2 am
sobbing on your bathroom floor,
begging someone to come back.
Nov 2018 · 418
your lies
Hay Nov 2018
you said you wanted me
thats was the first lie
you said you wanted to be with me
that was the second lie
you said i was the one you wanted
that was the third lie
you said that she meant nothing
that was the fourth lie
and fifth,
you said that you loved me.

and i dont know how i believed it all.
Nov 2018 · 306
our first kiss
Hay Nov 2018
the first time
we met
you kissed me
and i pulled away
so you turned to her
and got your way

the first time
we met
you kissed me
and i pulled away
now i find myself wondering
if kissing you would've made you stay.
Nov 2018 · 269
me
Hay Nov 2018
me
the reality is
i fall too hard
too fast.
i care too much
for the ones who care too little.
i love too much
and it makes me blind.
im naive
when theres someone i want.
i'll do whatever you ask
and i'll give you whatever you want.
i'll always want your attention
and i'll always try to make you happy.
im emotional
im dramatic
i'll tell you when i think something is wrong.
it will take a while to get me to trust me
but once i do
i will give you everything i have.
i'll love you until you break me
and then i'll love you again.

this is it.
this
is who i am.
Nov 2018 · 311
care
Hay Nov 2018
my love is shown through caring.
you may think thats normal,
its the same as everyone else.
but no.
I care far more than anyone you will ever meet.
I care so much that I scared you away.
there is no harm in caring.
I actually wanted you for you.
I actually wanted to give you all the love I had in my heart,
but that scared you.
the closer I attempted to get,
the farther you ran.
and that is the reason
I've learned not to care.
Nov 2018 · 298
trust
Hay Nov 2018
I cant trust you.
I knew it from the beginning
I cant trust you.
I dont know you
but yet
I still love you.
Nov 2018 · 370
im okay
Hay Nov 2018
everyday
you ask me
"are you okay?"
and everyday
i answer with the same
"im fine"
and you believe it.

you ask me if im okay
as if you didnt break me
you ask me if im okay
as if you had stayed
you ask me if im okay
as if it matters even the slightest to you.

no
im not okay
will i tell you?
no
so for now until then
i am okay

and i dont love you.
Nov 2018 · 249
the idea of love
Hay Nov 2018
I've come to a realization
that love is merely a concept.
an immitation of emotions inside our minds.
we dont know love.
its an idea that we attempt to make a distinct reality of.
its an interpretation.
everyone makes their own definition.
i dont know love.
love is a trick of the mind.
its a mixture of chemicals that spark when you look at me.
its a saddening representation of happiness that nobody can explain
you dont know love.

and you certainly dont feel it for me.
Nov 2018 · 453
the start
Hay Nov 2018
all of this time
I've been suffocating myself with the idea of
Love
I thought maybe
if I loved hard enough
I would be happy.
I was wrong.
Love
was the downfall.
Love
tore me apart and stomped on the pieces.

now I'm here.
Emotionless
but entirely filled with emotions.
Loveless
but weighed down by the love I carry.

and it all started
with
You.
Nov 2018 · 156
your eyes
Hay Nov 2018
theres a swimming pool built up
inside my mind.
made from bottled tears- the ones I cant cry.
I swim in this pool
everyday
every night.
but the floods of self loathing wont leave my eyes.
when I look up at you though
they no longer fight.
they just flow right out
until they are dry.

but its not that I love you
its that thing that you do.
that look that you give me
like you can see right through.
never let me stay
but never let me leave.
you asked what I want
but never what I need.
and so here I stand,
right in front of you.
tears from my eyes
because of yours that are blue.
Nov 2018 · 235
Dead to you.
Hay Nov 2018
My body is built upon falling apart.
Crimson shards of a shattered heart
Traffic jam in my brain
From the accident that caused my pain.
My lungs have collapsed
Along with my skull
Color has faded
From the loss of my soul
A sunken in figure
With bone clinging skin
Eyes are glazed over
So depression wont win
Veins are sliced open
To run a red river
Drowning in alcohol
Killing the liver
Hands have gone cold
Along with my feet
Long sleeves cover
Despite of the heat
The more I go on
Theres not point in trying
Whats the point of living
In a body thats dying?

— The End —