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I take one step forward
I take two steps back
How much I miss you
How much I want to talk to you


Is it my fault now?
Am I the one too blame
You're the one who promised this
You let this go to waste


You don't know how much you have missed out
You're burning gold
I hope you miss me
Because I dont miss you


Take one step forward
I won't look back
I said goodbye to the same brown eyes that said hello
I guess this is where I have to go
There was a girl
Who loved drawing circles
For some strange reason
It made her feel whole

She loved how they were rounded
No sharp edges that would hurt
And how they are always proportionate
None completely different from another

So she drew them all over her room
As the idea of perfection continued to loom
Until her compass broke
Making her lose her bearings

She tries to draw circles on her own
Scared to complete them
She knows they're not perfect
So she stopped doing what she loved
This poem is about how people are scared to make mistakes and tend to give up on something of they have to do it on their own when they've had it easy.
Take a whiff of your death
As you spritz the liquid over your skin
The liquid that seeps in
You're not going to win

It intoxicates your idle mind
You'll do things you've never done
As it slowly eats into your bloodstream
You should never cross me

This little present will help me presently
Bringing your death to the present
As you collapse on the floor
Dead and reeking of regret
At this point of life I don't know what to do
Had a dream,don't know if it's true
I say I'm over you
But when my phone vibrates I hope it's a text from you


I'm just confused
I need a little time
Figure out where I went wrong
This jealousy is green slime


I've ignored and tried to forget
That first time that we met
The place we sat
The place we had a little chat


All I need is a closing chapter
One that I don't need to ponder
I really don't want to wonder
Why I  think of you before my slumber


Why does this happen to me
Maybe it's a dream,pinch and see
I really want you to know
That for me my life isn't a show

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