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 Mar 2020 lia jay
Maja
just a joke
 Mar 2020 lia jay
Maja
It was a joke
he didn’t mean to lift his hand
he didn’t mean to bring it down

he didn’t mean to raise it a second time
he didn’t mean to commit a second crime.

He didn’t mean it.

But if everyone got pardoned
for the things they said and did without meaning,
everyone would hit
and no one would mean it.
Again, actions speak louder than words, and ironically, that is because you can't say them.
Trust the first fist,
not the apology that comes after when the deed is already done.
 Mar 2020 lia jay
JaxSpade
You're too beautiful to cry
What man did this to your eyes

Would you allow me to try
To put a smile inside

Because
If I could squeeze in some love on the side

Those tears would disappear
And stay clear
If you allowed me to apply

My kind
  Of love
 Mar 2020 lia jay
misha
drunk on you
 Mar 2020 lia jay
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
 Mar 2020 lia jay
Simpleton
Love didn't end wars
It started them
Love,

I'm pulling you closer.

You can't see me.

I'm pulling you in.

You can't feel me.

I'm pulling you.

Into the darkness.

The mirror that consumes me.

You will soon feel it.

The feeling of loneliness.

The feeling of being trapped.

As I roam free.


~Monster
 Mar 2020 lia jay
Deanna
your name
 Mar 2020 lia jay
Deanna
when ever i hear your name
my heart instantly
sinks
to the bottom of a
sea.
 Mar 2020 lia jay
teni
two.
 Mar 2020 lia jay
teni
can i miss you?
can i kiss you?
                                                             strike a match.
i cant miss you
i cant kiss you
                                                                     let it burn.
but i do
i really want to
                                                                 throw it out.
 Mar 2020 lia jay
Her
My name is Erin
and i was *****
at the age of 7

it has taken me
14 years of my life
for those 13 words to escape
my hollow mouth

the only questions i come to now
is why
why lock me in that room
why take everything from me
my innocence
my purity
my childhood

in that room
where my family trusted you
where i trusted you
the night terrors i have to this day
still haunt my mind

like a never ending
drive in movie that plays
over
and
over
only the moon in the night sky
isnt made to be found here
there is no light in these terrors

i cant sleep this time of year
because every time i do
its you
in that room
locking the door
shutting the windows
******* me
yelling at me
every single night
i close my eyes

it has taken me 14 years
to accept the fact that i was taken by you
i have been numb ever since
left in the dust
rotting away at the core
thinking i was nothing
thinking i deserved nothing
because you took everything

but not anymore
i will recover from this
i am strong enough
i believe in myself
i believe in my own happiness
and i promsie
that when i have children one day
i will never ever let them rot at the core
i will find happiness
the darkness will not take over this time
If birth control pills could give a buzz
"Unwanted" pregnancy would no longer be a
Problem
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