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 May 2014 Jade Joyce
kyla marie
I can't believe how amazing you are. You're the only person who's made me feel this special in a long time [delete]

are you sure you just want to be 'friends', I think I'm in love with you [delete]

can I have a goodbye kiss? I love your kisses, they taste like summer [delete]

I wish you would just say "Hi" to me in the hallways [delete]

that girl you always walk with is beautiful, I can understand why you didn't want me [delete]

when you told me I was beautiful and **** and all you would ever want, was that all a lie too? [delete]

I got a mosquito bite today and it reminded me of when we slept outside and were attacked by them [delete]

it smells like the nights we spent together [delete]

one, two, three...I've lost count of how many drinks are for you [delete]

I wish you thought about me as much as I think of you [delete]

why are your words stuck in my head [delete]

I was naive and young, I'm sorry I actually thought you loved me [delete]

it's been months since the summer nights we spent together. please tell me you miss me. [delete]

my chest hurts. my heart aches. everything about you from the way your lips tasted to how I got chills down my spine from just one touch makes me want to explode [delete]

the blood running down my wrist contains the words you said but never meant [delete]
If
I could keep writing you poems you'll never read

Or I could put my pen down and bandage my own heart

Either way, I would still lose because I wouldn't have you
Most cases I dont have much to say. Instead I will watch and observe. Doing so I have come to realize all the things people are struggling to stay "normal" in the eyes of others.

Most Cases I can see right through people. I can see their pain. I can see how they really feel inside. Sometimes I wonder if they notice, that people like me notice. Are they calling for help? I always do my best to do so.

Most cases Im there all time. Other cases I can't because its beyond my grasp. I will do my best to help the people surrounding me.
I didnt believe at love at first sight. Then our eyes met and something ignited.
I felt as If I were dreaming, a fairytale of somesort.
Falling from the clouds, caught by reality. I couldnt deny it. I am in love.
Though the days have past and all I wanted to do was be around you.
The vibe you gave was so thrilling and got me trembling without a doubt.
Finally, One October day, I got the courage to tell you how I felt.
I hoped for the best and expected the worst.
But then you leaned in and kissed me.
To think that my heart will never heal, you made it beat again.
Why are you gone?
It's been so long.
You were once "catchy", like the words to my favorite song.
Why are you gone?

Why are you gone?
I am so alone.
You dont even answer me on the phone.
All I hear is *ring *ring.... dialtone.
Why are you gone?

Why are you gone?
What happened to being there by my side?
Now there is no one left for me to confide.
Why are you gone?

Why are you gone?
I have cried for help.
What a sad hand I have been dealt
Why are you gone?
I stopped writing when you left.
You gave my life meaning,You gave it depth.
I know how to say
"I love you" in
English and French,
and Spanish and Italian,
and Russian and Bulgarian,
and Arabic and Dothraki
and High Valyrian,
and Klingon,
and in any other language
you ask,
I know how to
write "I love you"
in Gallifreyan and
Tengwar,
I know how to make up
a billion different poems
about my love for you.

But still, it won't make you
love me back. I somehow
was never enough for you.
You keep me awake every night
wondering why you left
and I think it's high time
I started looking up
how to say "I don't hate you",
"I've moved on", "I don't miss you"
and "I am okay" in all these
languages in which
"I love you" didn't matter.
 May 2014 Jade Joyce
unwritten
numb
 May 2014 Jade Joyce
unwritten
this
is my first poem
with no capital letters.

and i don't know
why it matters so much,
because the height
or shape
of a letter
has nothing at all to do
with what you are trying to say
or how you feel,
if, of course,
you are one of those lucky few
who feels anything at all.

(a.m.)
 May 2014 Jade Joyce
Lunar
monster
 May 2014 Jade Joyce
Lunar
monster*
is what i call myself
when i'm alone
when it's dark and late
when the thoughts attack me
when my hands pull at my hair
when my tears threaten to fall
as i scream out and curse your name
ever since my angel left
i have never been the same
I wake up every morning on my bed, in my room.
Everything looks the same,
but it all feels different.

I look back at how I woke up on this very bed,
a year ago, and I was different,
and I was Happy.

Then you had to swoop in and put everything out of place,
leaving me to clean up the mess.
But that mess isn't the worst part.

The worst part is the fact that I liked that mess.
**And I still do.
#love #life #sad #pain
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