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LK Sep 2019
I’m being played like a song on repeat.
Does that mean he likes me?
LK Sep 2019
I got high on expectations,
And i reached my peak,
Disappointment called me,
But i was too numb to speak,
So i had to sober up,
To get back on my feet,
The fall was chronic,
And the ride was bittersweet,
I came crashing down,
Now i can’t be healed,
Who to blame, the addict or the addiction?
I need to get clean!
LK Aug 2019
Here i am..
Here,
And you’re there.

All the “Here i am” poems in the world, and i still can’t describe how i feel.

Because you’re not Here with me.
LK Aug 2019
He made me forget how Heartbreaks felt like, until he reminded me himself.
LK Aug 2019
You burned me and i have opened my windows for the smoke to disappear.
LK Sep 2019
It was 4 am,
The world was asleep,
The stars were awake,
And just like every other night,
I thought of you,
Are you on the other side thinking of me too?
LK Aug 2019
My eyes tell a story in a language he can’t read,
So he put them back on the shelf and picked simpler ones.
But i was willing to translate.
LK Oct 2019
I remember when you were my distraction,
Your eyes,
Your smile,
I need to find a new distraction,
To get you off my mind.
LK Sep 2019
I crossed that fence
And ignored the warning sign
Walked that road
And ignored all the stop signs
I wanted to be rebellious
But i ended up broken hearted
LK Aug 2019
I talk to the moon every night,
Imagining it was you,
And in my mind,
I could make you say anything,
But all i could hear was your silence,
So now I’m in love with the moon.
Selenophile (n.) a person who loves the moon
LK Aug 2019
Maybe it was a coincidence,
Or was it destiny,
But it was June,
And the world felt empty,
It started with a kiss,
Then a sip of wine,
And our souls went skinny dipping in a summer’s night,
One confession after another,
Said “call me friend, but keep me closer”
Suddenly it was September,
What felt like a moment became a memory,
All’s left was accessory,
A sweet sweet burn of sun,
And old summer wind,
A summer fling.
To my summer fling.
LK Mar 2020
I was fourteen,
a rebel and so naive,
my "boyfriend" broke up with me,
or at least I thought he was mine,
but that's a story for another time,
and then I met this guy,
my age, so popular and so my type!
we hung out at my house,
almost every nights,
he walked me from school,
I thought that was nice,
but outside my bedroom,
we turn into strangers.

One day he asked me out,
on a date..?
I thought maybe it wasn't too late,
maybe it was fate,
for me to trust again,
he told to meet him late,
so I dressed up nice,
wore my favorite jeans,
and blushed my cheeks,
nothing too revealing,
don't wanna be deceiving!

We went for a walk,
and...he took me to a hotel,
I should've left right there and then,
but I thought,
we were alone before,
he wouldn't do anything I don't consent for,
we went up to our room,
ordered some pizza and drank some *****,
and he paid for EVERYTHING!

One thing led to another,
I was wearing only his sweater,
too drunk to remember,
how he got on top of me,
why I couldn't push him off my body,
my hands on his chest,
but he's not moving his hands,
he kept kissing my neck,
I kept screaming STOP!
and NO, I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS!
SO WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?

He drowned down my voice,
nothing my mouth was able to say,
he told me it was okay,
that it'll feel great,
but I felt paralyzed and betrayed,
tears streaming down my face,
and I was afraid,
I couldn't keep it down,
while he pinned me down,
on the bed, my lips he's kissing,
but only to keep me from shouting,
not because he's so loving,
he was so close to finishing,

He screamed YES!
while I thought NO!
but thank god he pulled out,
and then he got mad,
why I didn't put in my mouth,
why I let his *** spread out,
on his sweater, he went to the bathroom,
and I sat on the bed,
I was all wet from his sweat,
I felt exposed,
and got filled with regret,
I wish I stayed home,
I wish we never met!

Four years went by,
and I'm still traumatized,
I'm eighteen,
and its summer after my senior year,
I'm hanging out with some friends,
and I'm at a hotel again,
but this time I know what could happen,
and I've taken precautions,
we hung out a couple of times,
and he said he wanted to see me one last time,
but surprisingly I was the first to arrive,
he said let's drink to **** some time,
until the others pass by,
I politely decline,
and I ask to sit outside,
on the balcony,
where it's safe and everyone can see us publicly.

He then poured my a glass of orange juice,
my vision got kinda hazy and my body got loose,
he picked me up from my chair,
and took me to the bedroom,
I didn't know what to do,
my mind was awake,
my body was at stake,
he placed me on my stomach where it aches,
and pulled down my shield...

... I don't know where to go from here,
or how to feel,
I'm almost nineteen,
and I still see them in my dreams,
and I still feel them breathe,
heavily against my body,
and I'm so very sorry,
for every girl who had to worry,
about an unwanted pregnancy,
because they acted so recklessly,
I stand by you during your journey,
and in front of all the jury,
with integrity,
to tell the whole world your story.

This is my story.
This is my story. I've been writing this poem for the past week. Talking about this was never easy for me and I finally decided to speak up and I encourage everyone who went through an experience like mine to speak up. My story might be long but it is worth reading. So please take the time to read it till the end. If anyone feels like sharing with me I would love to talk privately.
LK Jan 2020
I will forever be a sucker,
for your sad eyes,
and calloused hands,
your poisonous kiss,
and mind that I can never understand.

let's be toxic one last time.
LK Jan 2020
The stitches you sewed on my skin untangled themselves,
and every feeling that I felt for you,
came rushing back,
wondering why you left me,
why you never came back,
but don't you worry about me,
I'm learning how to stitch up my own wounds all by myself.
LK Oct 2019
Let’s be toxic one more time
LK Dec 2019
She's the type that makes you fall in love with her energy,
by draining away yours
LK Nov 2020
I feel like I'm making a sandcastle out of quicksand.
LK Nov 2020
I'm scared to be left alone with my thoughts,
I'm locked in this four-walled house,
with no doors and no windows,
no way to escape my demons,
no way to reach my freedom.

My overthinking is eating up my mind,
and my anxiety is keeping my body restless,
needless to say,
it is exhausting being trapped in your own mind.
LK Aug 2019
I was a wildflower, and all he wanted to do was trap me in a vase.
YOU
LK Feb 2020
YOU
A simple three letters word that brought meaning to my life.
LK Mar 2020
You hid me between the clouds,
To save me from the world,
You called it so cruel,
I couldn’t see the stars anymore,
I had to shine on my own,
To light up the dark.

— The End —