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Luna Wilde May 2014
Memory lane
Is really frightening
Every memory
Keeps me
Longing
Hoping
Wanting you
To want me too
It keeps me whole
When I am through
And I'm without you
I pick myself up
But you're the bullet
And I'm your gun
When we fell in love
I was star
*starstruck
Luna Wilde May 2014
We're alive and drunk
On love and pain
We reach high
We sink low

Rock bottom
Very often

We sink our teeth
Into the flesh
Which is
Our flaws

We pick out
The good
The bad
The ugly
The tragedy

Dust ourselves off
For another day
To take a deep breath
Before we think
Of the rest

We struggle
To keep
Emotions
From seeping out
Which is why
We drink
We smoke
Until it
Knocks
Us out
Luna Wilde May 2014
Don't tell me what to change
These are my feelings
These are my emotions
That I'm bleeding out
On a page
The pen replaced my razor
The words replaced the blood
That used to release
Whenever
I felt like
The world wasn't
My oyster
Poetic rant.
Luna Wilde May 2014
******* your mind
Like it's a body
Stripping you of
Your weaknesses
Like it's poetry
Running through
Your veins
Like I'm your
Blood cells
Caressing
Your soul
Like I am holy
I'm back with a bang.
Luna Wilde Apr 2014
Black and white
Photographs
On the wall
Before I tore
Them all down
In this house
Empty space
Full of pain
Locked in vain
To keep the memories
Contained and untouched
Luna Wilde Apr 2014
It was like a poker game
Cards were used
Games got played
But she'd do it
All over again
Just to feel like
She meant
Something
To the one
Who got
Away
Luna Wilde Apr 2014
Weak like porcelain
Easy to break like bone
I'm stuck on the fast lane
Wanna escape to another world
Lost in confusion
Alcohol is sinking in
And I am feeling
Like I could
Lose control

Pill, smile, wine glass
Feeling like upper class
With my cigarettes
Feeling like a coke lover
On a detox diet
Stuck on repeat
I skip meals
To feel it
Like I can survive
This tough life

It's so hard
To feel good
When I am
Misunderstood
I am lost
In a daze
Stuck in a craze
I really wanna get out
I wanna scream and shout
Tried so hard to write a good poem. I have writers block and I'm trying so badly to escape this ****, it's the worst thing a writer could ever go through. I don't feel happy unless I can write and write well. Opinions are welcome, this probably doesn't make sense but then again, poetry is meant to keep people wondering and thinking, right?
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