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 Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
WickedHope
Sometimes I wonder
if you think of me,
in your bedroom,
while you're jerking off
to *******.
*******.
 Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
DC raw love
Lord am I unholy
Torn is what they tell me

Marked by my sins
From my beast within

Holy I know not
As filth is my only friend

Peace is not within me
As I walk down this path of pain

Despise I let control me
Love is not my intentions

For I know no difference
Torn, as I am filth

I pour in my own misery
Stole is what they gave me
Control is when they try to save me

Yes I am the one, the only one
That would carry on this far

Lies in my head
Take me from this life of misery

I have no allegiance to my soul
For I am already torn
Crd
Why?
How can I feel this way?
I feel myself
Losing you
Pushing you away
Purposely
Like, just talking to you
Is torturing me
Yet, I need you
WHAT THE **** DO I DO?
I don't wanna hurt anymore
I want the pain to go away
I don't know what I'm living for
I don't know how I got this way
How do I say
THIS IS TOO MUCH TO TAKE
To handle
To deal with
Torn, ripped in directions
I never thought existed
Expectations
Non granted wishes
ALL FOR NOTHING
Cause I'm still broken
Not even worth fixing

But you
You're worth so much more
None of the guilt
None of the shame
Is worth anything
**** IT ALL
Just forget my name
 Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
Skip Ramsey
Would you shed a tear
When I die
Because I am not there

Would you shed a tear
When I die
To show you really care

Would a stranger notice
You're sad
And ask you why you cry

Would you really take
A moment
To share the reason why

Would you share a memory
Of me
To someone else you love

Would you have a thought
about
The memories we are part of

Would you shed a tear
When I die
Because I am not there
An idea for a poem or song that has been bouncing around in my head for awhile.
 Jan 2015 Dark Jewel
WickedHope
I wish there was an easier way to explain my feelings.
I'm the kind of person who doesn't get a second glance,
I am the girl who looks familiar but is a forgotten name.
But these past couple of days, you've made me feel like
more,
more than that.

More than me.
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