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 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
GaryFairy
I used to keep my heart on my sleeve
so naive and easily deceived
any lie told to me, I would believe
my mind fought what my heart perceived

trying to find all of the right signs
I hid my heart and tried my mind
then within those dark confines
I've come to find that my heart was blind
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Roberta Adele
sometimes I fidget
uncomfortable with the weight
of the words
that course through my veins
unable to rid myself of the itch of the need to write
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Denel Kessler
Beyond the thoughts
that keep us bound
fear
suffering
anger  
love
we will fly
though it be fleeting

we savor
the height
while craving
the ground below
knowing
it takes both
to make
a soul
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
RH 78
Dribbling down creating waves.
Cut through the water knife like shapes.
A tear drop is all it takes.
Our love never at stake to leave like this would be a mistake.
The hardship of a word our lips won't partake.
Downward waves upon a tear filled lake.
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Ash Rose
Stay
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Ash Rose
Please, forgive me.
You have every reason in the world to hate me --
believe me, I do too --
but please.
Stay.

I promise.
I'll try harder to be the person I should be --
the person you want me to be --
and please.
Stay.

My only reason.
You push air in and out of my lungs, you keep me alive --
when everything else tells me to just die already --
so please.
*Stay.
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Hayleigh
If i could, i would,
Disassemble your malfunctioning thought processes
And rewire them back together again,
With a spanner, in the manner,
That meant you were not
Classed as insane.
I'd unfold and rearrange,
The chemical imbalances
Within your brain
So that the years of disdain,
And self blame,
Where a thing of the past,
I'd put you back together,
In a way, that showed you,
You were meant to last.
And excerpt of one of my poems, for all those who are suffering or who know someone that is suffering. There is always hope.
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Jordan Rowan
It's fine
I mean it when I say,
That everything's fine
Even if I'm slowly losing my mind
I'm fine
You can believe me or not
But I'd like to say one more time
That I'm fine

It's right
Nothing better than this
Optimistic lunacy
In the face of cold misery
Dead friends
While they drink themselves to life
Smiles ten miles wide
But I know that it's alright

Break backs
Trying make them take me back
Send love but it's never enough
I guess I'm alright with that
Send notes
Written in calligraphy
All the words read perfectly
Crying out to come back to me

I'm fine
Please believe me when I lie
Straight to your worried eye
That I will be just fine
Take time
I smile when I hear the words
Please, say that you're alright
Even when I don't know what it's like
 Jan 2016 Miss Grim
Amanda
There is something wonderfully intoxicating with youth.

The crash & burn of foolishness.
A shipwreck of lost treasures and mirages.

The wiseness that will come over glassy, pink-rimmed eyes.
Honesty and maps found in the bottom of beer bottles and glasses.

Here's to the loves that felt like a desert blessing.
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