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"I love you"
" A constant commitment 
                   or 
       an instant obligation?"
Me and you
We're alike.
The way we keep our hearts chained in our chests
So no one has a chance to break them.
Because there were the boys who crawled into our rib cages
And figured out the quickest way to squeeze all the red out of our love.

For you,
It was the boy with the fish-hook smile,
Who you let hold your hand
While he spoon-fed you lies.
And once he got bored with his own fabrications
He reeled himself up,
And left you with watery lungs
Now you chase after boys
while you wear that same smile
Hoping that
"maybe this time I'll learn my lesson,"
Because now you know how to change the hook on your line.

For me,
It was the boy who lost his heart
Long before he could give it.
And I realized that giving him mine
Wouldn't give him feeling in his empty chest.
It would just make mine emptier.
Now when boys leave after
I've taken too long to make up my mind
They say I'm heartless
And I agree.

After awhile,
Girls like us stopped hiding their hearts in our chests.
Instead we hid them in castles
Because we knew no one would look for them there.
You asked me to read something from my journal
There was always someone
Better than her
Prettier than her
Smarter than her
Loved more than her

She couldn't figure out
Why she didn't measure up
Why she wasn't good enough
Why she never made the cut
Why she couldn't be anyone's number one.

Second choice.
That's all she was,
All she's ever been,
And all she felt she'd ever be.
Just someone's second choice.
Making someone feel like your back-up plan hurts them more than you'll ever see.
i am not good at writing
love poems
unless the love
is hurting me
i used to wonder why this was
but i have realized that
when i cannot cause myself pain,
i like others to do it for me.
blunt, i admit that, but very true.
my sleep deprived mind
is telling me to text you
reminding you,
hey,
i think about you,
quite a lot,
actually.
but it also says
hey,
he constantly forgets about you,
does he really love you?
or are you just a game?
maybe i am,
but i text him anyways.
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Sarah K
Those who go to bed early
Look forward to tomorrow
Those who dread the coming day
Stay up until they can see the sun
Just to make sure they'll make it.
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Emmy
humans
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Emmy
I rather write about this world than live in it
And id rather play music all day
and read and wander around in bookstores
and watch humans but not be one of them.
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Emmy
veins
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Emmy
the veins
on my hand
look like road maps
and still, I’ve been trying
to follow my heart home.
the road map of veins end
at my forearm
where I’ve etched your name
countless times
with shards of stained glass.
home isn’t where the heart is.
 Nov 2014 Kaitlyn Marie
Emmy
I'm afraid that if someone were to put a knife to my skin and cut open, all that would erupt from my veins is your name, tucked neatly into the corners, so no one could know how fervently I love you. Even though you're all that is keeping me alive, at times youre all that I think will be the death of me.
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