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 Nov 2016 Mel Hopkins
Realeboga M
But I don't know what I miss exactly.
Or if I really miss you.
The misshaps of death might have left me here,
But I miss you.

You were a cruel bitter sweet memory of my childhood.
A surge of pain and heartbreak in my eyes.
The reason behind her glass eyes and exhausted posture.

I miss you.
The sudden heavy weight of death.
Caused a rising pain in my chest,  a cut in my throat.

There exists a black hole.
Piled up with emptiness, searching for more.
Hoping to fill it.

I miss you.
Your lips moved in hate.
Spitting senile, hatred words.
Staining my heart.
You never really had a soul from the start.

I miss you.
I miss the days you were goofy
The days you made me laugh.
The times life shined through and showed us the gentle side.

It hurts, missing you with a dash of hate.
Hate for you not being able to apologize.
For you breaking what we were.
The bond we once had.

The awkward moments rose each day.
Every time you died a little.
Everytime the hospital stench started to feel like home.

I miss you.
You hurt me.
Them.

I miss you.
I feel incomplete.
Come back.

Please.
 Nov 2016 Mel Hopkins
Erin Nicole
I scar my skin, you get upset but still love me.
I say no one truly cares about me, you get upset but love me even more.
I have a panic attack and you sit there by my side calming me down.

You are the one Keeping me from what feels like my only friend. Its sitting in there in my closet hiding from the world till I bring it out to draw along my arms and legs like before.

You are my lifesaver. You are the reason I stopped you wanted me to so I did. The blade is not my only friend. You are. Thank you, my lifesaver.
Her chest rose and fell as she slept,
the black sheets draped over her hips,
her arms folded over her face,
taking a nap in outer space.
I laid next to her,
awake and breathless.
The cat at our feet seemed unable
to grasp the importance of the moment.
Instead she spread her paws, yawned.
For the cat and my love
this is just a lazy evening, another nap,
for me
it is everything.
Daniel Magner 2016
I guess he took pieces of me that I thought I didn't need.
 Nov 2016 Mel Hopkins
Ili Norizan
He tried to fix me,
And I was too clumsy,
I broke his heart so steadily,
A small rip and feelings trickled freely;

He tried to show me love,
And I fearful of things I don't have,
Dare not make the same gutsy move,
So instead I gave him a shove;

He tried to understand,
Why I'm afraid of making amends,
When all he did was extend a hand,
And I saw it as a start to many bitter ends;

He tried to show more than just care,
But I took one look and saw despair,
Afraid my temperament will be a scare,
For him to put up with from here on until there;

He tried to win,
And I a sore loser,
Only wanted to ink 'fin',
When there's a whole new chapter.

@byizn
For Umar.
Why am i not alone?
You have not left my side.
It's been about a week,
And yet here you are.
I'm so quiet,
I barely make a sound,
Conversations do not poor from me,
And yet you stay.
I'm not used to being liked,
I'm inexperienced,
And am shy about my affection,
And yet still you stay.
I talk too much,
I don't talk at all.
... why are you still here?
Can you really care about someone like me?
What's created from two monsters,
Could only ever be a monster,
But are you really okay with that?
All my problems and stress,.
I'd never want to put you through,
But even so,
Are you still okay with being by my side?
I don't deserve you.
Someone as sweet and kind as you,
Whose laughter brightens my day,
And smile makes my heart melt.
Why would someone as bright as you,
Ever like someone like me?
I'll never be good enough to deserve all your kindness.
Until you pulled
the trigger you
knew nothing

of wild boars
except tales
your father told

you as a child,
but suddenly
there it was

fierce and feral,
yellowed tusks
flying at you—

the tall novitiate.

So when you
raised the rifle
to your eye

and fired,
your mastery
of boars burst

over African
grassland,
splattered

in a grisly shower
of comprehension:

red words
splashed
on knee-high grass,

paragraphs hashed
out in final breaths,
until the depleted

subject of your study—
tumescent body
and stiff squat legs—

lay dead in African
savanna, the obsolete
entry you never read
in your Encyclopedia Britannica.
 Jun 2016 Mel Hopkins
Ysabel
Standing before the dusk had arrive,
Waiting for the dark to come and subside,
Remembering the pains before I dive,
And your memories left me as my guide.
I can still smell the fragrance of yours,
The beat of your heart I still hear it's boom,
Your smile and chuckle are my golds,
Gives me strength to fights in every storm.
But now that I am alone in the dark,
Sitting at one corner that I've been cried,
Hearing your voice and the dogs howled and bark,
Then I saw our picture, though sad I tried,
To forget everything even your eyes,
But I can't I want you to be back 'gain.
A five year old poem. I made this when I was still in junior high.
The universe smiles when you wake up
the world gets jealous of you when you have no makeup
the stars shine brighter when you're around
and the birds sing when you make a sound

Flowers bloom in your presence
and you leave me speechless with every sentence
The rain pours down just to touch you
And you make grey skies turn to blue

Your beauty could make a blind man see again
And looking into your eyes is a godsend
An eternity isn't enough time to be with you
And like the moon I'll be there to brighten your night too

Because you're everything I could ever want
The one I'd always flaunt
The woman that will always be on my mind
So just know that I'll be yours till the end of time

— The End —