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 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
Em
I Forget
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
Em
I want to sip from the same cigarette
I want you to unzip my dress
We're suicidal but we're set
Lets get room and just forget.
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
mary chal
No one actually trust her
or actually likes her
she thought she had friends
but they were fakes
not even the people she trusted the most ,
don't even care about her half of much
and family forget it
her mom-takes her sisters side, barley likes her
her sister-bosses her around because shes defenseless insecure shes youngest
her brother-mean for no reason no respect for anyone
her dad-maybe the best of them all at least he uses reason
seriously she is powerless to everyone she knows
people she calls  her family and friends aren't just fakes
  their just simple people she barley knows
like a stranger in her own home
which isn't a home
because when i look at it,
i barley know those people
there just people not my family i'm living in a barren home
i am the she
i am the person in the barren home
You don't love me now
Because you knew me before
You ****** me over.
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
E
when i think about you now it's mostly physical
i struggle to remember conversations we might have had,
when you complained about your job i would reassure you
you made jokes repeatedly yet i never found you funny
you would teach me about the constellations
but not in a romantic way
more a 'why don't you know this already, are you dumb?' way
you never spoke about how you found your brother's body
when you were younger, you never asked how it felt to lose a mother
it was through knowing you that i now understand comfortable silence
today i live two streets down from you
i'm older and i wonder if you'd recognise me
now that i'm as broken as you were
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
diana
you
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
diana
you
you clipped my wings
then asked why i didn't fly.
you drowned me and asked
me why i didn't survive.
you broke me and asked me
why i couldn't be the same.
you told me you did those things
for my own good.
how can you possibly
still tell me you love me after
all the things you've done to me?
 Jan 2015 Kate Irons
Heidi Mason
to the one I blame
for the reason I have cuts on my wrists
you never thought you could
hurt me this much
arent you happy?

to the one I blame
for trust issues with relationships
I think the new term
is relationshits
and you dug me
6 feet deep
and kicked me in

to the one i blame
for me falling in love
with the pain
I confused
love with pain
and I'll probably never be the same.

to the one I blame
for putting myself into shame
you were the only one I thought
that would be good for me
and you made me lose myself
and now
im fully gone.
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