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Hey B,
Why you acting like a stranger?
I remember when I used to be your favorite.
We used to stay up for hours 'til the latest.
Ain't it funny how things change?
I hate it!

You know we can't just escape ****,
That's life.
You gotta man up and face it...Alright?
I always smile just to fake it,
But tonight imma tell you how you made.

I can't ever move on!
When i'm with him I think of you
Yes, I know that's wrong.
I'm not really the type to sing stupid love songs
But when our song comes on I sing along.

Why?
Cuz i'm angry and i'm hurt!
I thought you were the best.
Got me feeling the worst.
I feel something in my chest
When I try to find the words.
I said "**** the rest, i'll always put you first!"

That's that **** that gets me tight,
Now it's giving you the nerve,
You thinking that you're better
Running with them *******
Stating that you fed up.

You forgot about the time you were down?
I kept your head up!
How about that life that you said we would set up?
I'm not that straight you know
I got plenty people hitting the line
Ask me how i'm doing,
Imma always say fine.

Baby, i'm a g
You know i keep a straight face.
Why give you the satisfaction?
I about to put you in your place.

When I think about us, I get sick to my gut.
I got pushed to the point that i'll never know love.
Everyone I meet now,
I know I will never trust.
Mean while your niggahs trynna know me.
You thought you was the man, you never broke me.

Don't try to call dibs, you don't own me!
Don't try to meet me, text me, don't phone me.

Hmmm? What's wrong?
Now you feeling lonely?
When I brush you off
That's when you gunna hold me?

Imma tell you exactly what I know b,
Karma's a *****
You shoulda loved the old me
i wish
the plucked
falling petals
of the daisies
in a pile
on my lap

were honest

'he loves you
he loves you not'

i would count them
each time

and start with the one
that would let
'he loves you'
come at the end
Everyone says when you find the one
you'll know. The world will spin,
birds will chirp, and a chorus will sing.
Every wrong in your life will become right.

I think it's a bit more like this.
Your world gets set on fire.
That person infuriates you,
but like a car crash-
you can't look away.

Sure with them,
the world is sunshine and rainbows and kittens-
that's the honeymoon phase-
it will fade.

Next comes real love.
The arguing, the screaming, the sleepless nights-
but don't worry you'll make up.
This time,
and maybe the next time too-
if you're lucky.

Then comes the end.
The defeat- the "just leave"-
or "I can't do this anymore"
The aching hole- tear stained pillows-
wondering what in the world happened.
"where did I go wrong?"

But don't worry-
just as love fades,
it will one day begin again.
Take your time-grieve if needed,
just keep your heart open.
I take a walk into the parkour graveyard,
looking for Polish dealers and cellphone halos.
I heard Thoth resides in sobriety,
but words fail me
whenever you are near.

I let my tongue run in endless stutters,
disguising 'I love you' as some off-hand request.
I could take you to dinner,
I could show you a longing
without the need for ***.

This late-night food has lost its flavour.
This ******* never picked up.
All that is left is to dial these numbers,
and wait by the window
for any car but yours.

Let's take a walk to the railway bridge.
We'll smoke a joint by the open forest.
You'll push your breath into mine,
make me high,
and forget why I ever
felt so low.
c
There are good places
where your mind can go
and there are city parks
where little gardens grow
and there is safety
in phone calls
to your best friend
and there is more than
just one way
in which a heart can mend
and bravery can be the days
when you leave your bed
and strength can be
the times when you say
what is in your head
if you feel scared to be alone
and like Hell has become your home
there are people
and there are places
that will help you to feel better
just give me your address
and i will send you letters
your mental health is important
and your feelings matter
pay attention to the cracks
before you completely shatter
**** punctuation, you feel me? this might be a song later
YOU ASKED WHY MY HAIR IS SO MANY HUES OF BLUE
       WELL...
I NEED ONE TO MATCH THE COLOR OF MY BLOOD
AND ONE TO MATCH THE COLOR OF MY MOOD
AND ONE FOR THE SKY
AND ONE FOR THE MOON
AND ONE FOR THE VEINS THAT
          S  T  R   E    T     C      H
ACROSS MY PALE SKIN
AND ONE FOR THE TEARS OF THOSE NOT AFRAID TO WIN
AND ONE FOR THE JEANS, FADED IN THEIR GLORY
AND ONE FOR THE HELL OF IT BECAUSE

        NATURAL  
                              IS
                                    **BORING.
I just really want to dye my hair blue
I have no words

Left

To describe

How I feel

What I feel

Why I feel

Things

I shouldn't feel
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