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 May 2015 Justine
Luna Lynn
i killed myself today
stood in the mirror and faded away

i watched the blood
pool down the drain

i was reborn into newness
and the fear was sustained

the death of myself is the truth
(C) Maxwell 2015
 May 2015 Justine
Gun Boy
Untitled
 May 2015 Justine
Gun Boy
Do you want to know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can’t savor all the… little emotions. In… you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?
 May 2015 Justine
Gun Boy
You used to be my best friend.
You used to be the person I trusted.
Now.
We are back to just how we were.
Strangers.
You told my secrets.
You rip my life apart
You rain destruction on what I protect the most.
Is this what you wanted all these while
I sacrificed so much for you.
Endured all the pain
Stood by your side when everyone deserted you.
I'm shattered.  
I'm giving up.
Because I only exist when you need me.
Written by a mortal that endured so much.
 May 2015 Justine
Wing Girl
You said I was beautiful,
But it was just to flirt.

You said you loved me,
But you said that to everyone else.

You said you cared for me,
But you weren't there when I needed you the most.

You said you'd never do it again,
But I counted twice.
 May 2015 Justine
Dornish Bastard
By a kitten's innocence,
A boy was fascinated.
"She hasn't met the world,"
The boy said.

"Have you met the world?"
Asked his brother.
"I know of killers and thieves,"
Was the boy's answer.

Not of sights, adventures,
Of love, life and its secrets.
By the world's cruelty,
A boy was disenchanted.
Inspired by an exchange I witnessed. Nonverbatim.
 May 2015 Justine
Maddie Sink
1st grade
She was called short
2nd grade
She was called stupid
3rd grade
She was called clumsy
4th grade
She was called fat
5th grade
She was called ugly
6th grade
She was called flat-chested
7th grade
She was called acne face
8th grade
She was called fake
9th grade
She was called a ***
10th grade
She took her life.
 May 2015 Justine
Laken Cooper
Song
 May 2015 Justine
Laken Cooper
You're the only thing I hear,
The only thing that I want to be with,
You're my heart's Last Song Syndrome,
Every line I'm remembering,
Every you I'm thinking,
My heart is singing your name out,
What a beautiful melody,
What a beautiful symphony,
But just like a typical song,
Get lost to trend
But still a memory of you,
Remains.
 May 2015 Justine
Jane
Us
 May 2015 Justine
Jane
Us
"I can't believe you did that...." I said.

This isn't your typical love story, this is what happens when you love, in reality.

I never regretted being with you,
Because each time when I'm with you,
I would feel so lucky and brand new,
And I just want to speak the truth,
I remember that night with you,
Under your warm arms too.

"Remember the time we met on the island?"

I saw through your eyes right then,
Looking so vulnerable and,
Do you remember when,
You look so weak with tiredness in them,
Back when we were just friends.

"Now remember when we went to MAC together?"

We used to yell at each other day and night,
You would throw sarcastic comments to prove yourself right,
But with my parents you act polite,
And later on we'll get back in a fight.

"I never told you I loved you, never had, never will."

Those were your exact words,
Those that led me towards,
Tears were in my eyes blurs,
And now I knew what you were,
Then I knew what you preferred.

"I'm sorry I loved you, I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you to stay"*

You left me all alone,
You left for the flight,
You were long gone,
You didn't want a relationship,
You didn't want a long distanced one,
And because you didn't,
I'm here begging for your presence,
Begging for you to come back,
But you left,
you just left.
I hope you come back, I hope you'll come back to me.
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