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 Jul 2013 kat
Danielle Rose
I am sleepless
Counting the pauses in your speeches
Wondering what you were thinking
or trying to conjure up for projection
and this yearning is much like an affliction
An infection of affection that's now holding me in reflection
Yet I fail to mention your betrayal to my desperation
and remember only the sound of your breath and your chest heaving
As you went on and on aiming for that academy award
Turning tables and settling scores
like so many times before...
 Jul 2013 kat
Madisen Kuhn
forgotten
 Jul 2013 kat
Madisen Kuhn
soon i will f a d e
like a photograph
left upon the windowsill,
and you will wipe away
my name from your lips

my laughter will become
a faintly familiar echo
in the hollows of your memory,
and unlike your thriving soul,
i will be fixed in a state of affliction
by the absence of your tenderness

yes, the fire in your heart
that once burned brightly for me
is growing dimmer by the hour,
however, you shall remain with me
e v e r m o r e
 Jul 2013 kat
Madisen Kuhn
if you told my heart to beat
it would
but not because you told it to
and if you told me to love you
i would
but not because you told me to
 Jul 2013 kat
Madisen Kuhn
hold on
 Jul 2013 kat
Madisen Kuhn
you get to a point where it starts to feel okay to
feel again, and the midnight aire doesn't suffocate
you, and the sky doesn't seem to hang so low
anymore, and if i would've told myself this a
month ago, that it'd all be okay, i wouldn't have
believed dit, but here i am, standing in the middle of
a forest with no one around for miles and a miles,
and i do not feel alone.
 Jul 2013 kat
Roxy DeNoir
Running
 Jul 2013 kat
Roxy DeNoir
She's running,
Running,
Running away,
Away from love,
Love coming her way

She's hiding,
Hiding,
Hiding from sight
From everyone's eyes
Shaking from fright

She's crying,
Crying,
Crying alone,
Pushing away,
Away from home

She's cutting,
Cutting,
Cutting her skin,
Hurting herself,
She cannot win

She's beating,
Beating,
Beating her flesh,
Bruises appearing,
Purple and fresh

She's pulling,
Pulling,
Pulling away,
Away from him,
She won't stay

She's running,
Running,
Running to death,
She wants to give up,
But she won't yet
 Jul 2013 kat
Roxy DeNoir
Maybe I should go
Maybe I should leave
Wouldn't it be better
Than he stop loving me?

He probably doesn't anyway
Maybe I shouldn't stay
It's better than forever sticking around
And seeing him love another girl some day

Whose to say what will happen?
Whose to say this is all sure?
What if my heart gets broken again-
Will this time there even be a cure?

Guess I better accept it
Guess I better go
We are only friends right now
It's better he never know

This is something possible:
I may like him and he like me
But it can never end well
This is something that cannot be

There's a better girl for him
With pretty eyes and pretty hair
There's a woman out there somewhere
With a heart of gold and a face fair

This girl will be perfect
Unlike me
I am a ragged torn old object
Unseen
There's a guy I fear I am beginning to like. Love is supposed to be happy, but I can't see anything happy about this. I lament. I cry. Because it will NEVER work out. Once he knows who I really am.
 Jul 2013 kat
Roxy DeNoir
He sees you once in a while,
But he doesn't see you often enough.
He touches you in greeting,
But it never means very much.

He talks to you a lot,
But only with his voice.
He never seeks you out,
You're not his first choice.

He talks to other girls,
Almost every day.
When does he talk to you?
When you're in his way.

He smiles at you,
What difference does it make?
He already has someone else,
You've come too late.

He talks to many girls,
You can't expect him to like you.
You're an ugly broken thing,
Nothing shiny and new.

Step out of his way,
Avoid his friendly sight.
You're not good enough,
For this princely knight.

You have no honor,
You have no beauty.
You have no strength,
You can only do your duty.

Let other girls make him laugh,
Let other girls charm his mind.
Let other girls be his best friends,
For you he'll never have time.

Let him slip away from your eyes,
Let him walk away from you.
Let him dance with the belles of the ball,
You together will never work through.

This is just a dream,
You'll wake up very soon.
You won't forget him,
As soon as he'll forget you.

You were never anything to him,
You were never his.
This was just a fabrication,
One wild imagined wish.

Wake up now before it ends
Wake up before the final scene.
He may end up loving you,
But it can't be real- it's just a dream.
 Jul 2013 kat
Madison
all you could give me
was a half-hearted,
"I'm sorry"
but it still meant more
than all the times you brushed me off
like the ashes of cigarettes
you litter all over the street
I was waiting
for you to tell me you still loved me,
but that hope burnt out
with the lighter you threw away
last week
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