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 Mar 2017 Jay
Abigail Sedgwick
A particular peculiarity of my ****-poor
personality is a predictable penchant
for pursuing people who put that
***** of prominent protrusion
of pinpointed pain just
inside my perfect
throat.

It's in
the quaint
place where
questions quell
beneath the quiver
of emotion that could be
quickly dissolved if quelling
qualified in the quest for quiet peace.
Just a little fun. I'm astonished at how few "P" and "Q" words I am able to call to mind! ;)
 Mar 2017 Jay
Willow-Anne
Alcoholism
 Mar 2017 Jay
Willow-Anne
She’s more fun when she is drunk
At least…until she’s not
Because she’s puking in the toilet
And regretting her last shot

She’s more confident when she’s drunk
Gorgeous and ready to score
Until she looks in a mirror
And feels even uglier than before

She likes herself more when she is drunk
Until that feeling goes away
When she is so far beyond gone
That her self-hatred comes out to play

She’s happier when she’s drunk
All her issues leave her brain
But they all come crashing back at once
And cause her so much pain

She likes the world more when drunk
It’s filled with so much good
Until one little thing sets her off
And she hates it all more than she should

She likes life more when she’s drunk
Her mind for once feels still
Terrified of losing that feeling
She soon wants to end things with a pill

But she can stop any time she wants
Or so she’d have you believe
Because alcohol makes her seem so happy
That is, until all her friends leave
Edit: (3/10/17) Oh my goodness! I haven't logged on in a couple of days and boy did I miss a lot!
I am doing my best to respond to all your messages and comments now! Sorry for the wait!
Thank you all so much for such an overwhelming amount of love and support <3 You guys are amazing
For those of you who struggle with addiction of any kind, hang in there, and I hope you all find the help and support you need <3
Best wishes to you all. And thank you again <3

Edit: (3/11/17)
Alrighty, so I just got a very long message that without going too into details accused me of poking fun at alcoholism with this poem. I would just like to be very clear that this poem was in no way inteaded to make fun of the illness that is alcoholism, and if it came off that way to anyone else, I am truely truely sorry. Words can not express that enough for I very much wished the opposite intent. Alcoholism (and addiction in general) is a very serious illness that I take very seriously. I sinceraly hope that anyone who is struggling with it gets the help they need and those of you who are in recovery, I am proud of you. Stay strong and continue to work towards it <3
Once again, my sincere apologies again to anyone who was offended.
Love to you all <3 - Willow-Anne
 Mar 2017 Jay
L B
I stood in the February snow
the freezing sleet
no boots
no coat
Steam wafting off my fury

My father read the lie
two hundred yards away
and walking toward me

So I owned it
told it
With a snarl
Without a flinch
Both knowing

I held my ground before him
and wore the red of his hand
on my face for a week
Thank you everyone for the views and comments.  The Daily was a nice surprise this evening.


There were five of us kids.  I was the only one who ever did anything like this.  It was like my father needed someone to stop him sometimes.

My father asked, "What are you doing out here?"
I lied,  "Getting some air."

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1801472/the-mayor-of-wesson-street/
 Mar 2017 Jay
Aeerdna
Time loops
 Mar 2017 Jay
Aeerdna
Trapped in a time loop
where all that happens is you
coming to me, kissing my feelings with your smile,
then crashing me
and leaving me there
with my naked hopes
hiding in the deepest grounds of my heart
again and again.

I am the prisoner of my own deathly wishes,
of the same repeating illusions,
and your voice in my head
is singing the same song on repeat
like a broken cassette
stuck in this old, rusty radio that is my mind.

I am trapped in a time loop
and all I do
is getting lost
somewhere on the paths of your soul
where my dreams get born
just so they can go to die.
 Mar 2017 Jay
Katy Miles
zeus and eros conspire
but they cannot light love's fire
in the hollows of her heart
enclosed by a work of art
a carefully crafted shroud
that wards off every cloud

noah's eyes glimmer green
at the sight of her machine
rain shies from withering skin
that her sorry soul is hiding in
she watches it relay to the floor
"will i feel if it falls more?"

she's only left alone in thought
as it grants life to all she's not
all the world will change and grow
and unless earth forbids it so
she'll spend eternity in her cover
just watching - no one to love her
 Mar 2017 Jay
Savannah Charlish
I wish that I could hate you
But unfortunately
I love you too much to do that
And yes,
You failed in a lot of ways
But you were also wonderful to me in a lot of ways

You loved me too good to ever hate you
 Mar 2017 Jay
Savannah Charlish
We found each other again in my dreams
I guess my heart's still missing you
I still know every detail of your kind face
I know every tone of your soothing voice
I guess my heart just can't give up the hope that we're still meant to be

Time will only tell
If fate will bring you back to me
 Feb 2017 Jay
amme
Broken
 Feb 2017 Jay
amme
3:00 AM When my emotions gets the best of me.
Staring at my mood ring wondering how they planned my destiny because it shows the colors of the rainbow but only one can be meant for me.

My privacy, violated by the darkness of your soul, used my dignity until I buried myself in a hole and carved the lyrics of our love song on my tombstone.

Now the mood's gone, but the feeling still lingers It's just too strong for me to say; So long, I don't need you I'll move on.
I was a fool for so long It's like I got Stockholm syndrome.
 Feb 2017 Jay
Savannah Charlish
Feelings like these
Don't come easily for me
It's very rare that I ever have them
And every time they come around
I get hurt

So this time
I will just sit with it
Let myself admire and adore from afar

I will love you until I no longer can
Oh sweet unrequited love
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