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 Feb 2014 Emily
AJ
You're drunk.
I'm on pills.
It's like we have the same disease.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
Untitled
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
love that
requires
love
in return
isn't
love
at all
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
I know everyone writes,
"you make me happy"
in their
Valentine's day cards
but if I were to
make you one
it'd say,
"you taught me peace"
Because sadness is inevitable
some days but
peace is what told me
that crying on your cold,
wooden bedroom floor
at six in the morning
didn't mean I'd
never stand again
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
i'm in love
with the way
you flip a
lucky cigarette
every time
you open a
fresh pack,
cause i know
you'll always
smoke it last
and i count
each one
as you
put them out

i want to be
your twentieth
cigarette,

i want you
to shake
when you see me
standing
all alone
at the tip
of your fingers,
i want you to
rush to inhale me
but force yourself
to savor me
cause i'm the only one,
after i'm gone
you have no one

i'm in love
with the way
you rush through
nineteen, sorry
cigarettes
just to
smoke
the twentieth
twenty
separate
times,

oh you take
a drag
and let it linger
on the tip
of your tongue,
you put it out,
brush it off,
tuck it away,
keep it safe,
you know you'll
want it again

like you
can't get
enough
of number
twenty,

and i know
in the back
of my head
that it isn't
because
it's lucky,
it's just because
it's all that's
left

but i wanna
be your number twenty

even when there

aren't

nineteen

before me

i want to be
the one you
pick out
of the crowd
just to flip
my world
upside down
and call
me
special

and i want you
to hurry through
the rest
to make it
back
to me
 Feb 2014 Emily
Jay
Cold Snap
 Feb 2014 Emily
Jay
I find myself waiting
         for the   words     she
has
                        to say.
                           Because
I can't lie to myself-        
                                                 ­          I care.
And I still long
          to be      
                            warm.
I wrote this a long time ago..
I never posted it, but I find that tonight may be more appropriate for it anyhow.
It's freezing out.
I love you off by heart
I skip a beat coz’ your name is the start
I inhale your scent as I breathe
My nostrils choke on your essence and I sneeze

I knew you before we met
I felt light when our eyes set
You are music to my sick confusion
You are the lyrics to my mundane fusion

Our smiles linked and lust had to sink
Notes formed and a song we had to sing
I aimed to heal you for you were marred
You are, you are a sparkling mark.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Allen Wilbert
Interview With Lucifer

Name is Lucifer, come right in,
you count blessings, I count sin.
It says here, you've been a bad man,
an active member of the ku klux ****.
The number of women you ***** is one hundred six,
you help little kids play naked pick up sticks.
You put small animals into blenders,
the class you're in, has only a few members.
You've done every drug in the book,
you're a two timing, back stabbing crook.
Killed your mom, killed your dad,
says here, that it made it you glad.
Killed your sister, killed your brother,
then had *** with your dead mother.
You're more mean than Mr. Grinch,
you're even making me kinda flinch.
You make serial killers, look like angels,
for fun you shoot yourself with staples.
The people you killed is in the hundreds,
you keep the bodies in your two dungeons.
You eat flesh and drink their flood,
you deserve a movie up in Hollywood.
***** a nun and left your *****,
you're over qualified to be a demon.
You once burned an entire town,
you've been a bad, bad man Mr. Brown.
Not even the devil, will be your friend,
you will burn here in hell til the very end.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Chalsey Wilder
Why do I still feel like dying?
Why do I feel so ready to push a knife through my heart, and happy to feel the pain of my life bleed away?
Is that strange?
I don't know if it is anymore
And that makes the choice even worse
~sigh~
If only for it was my time
I'd lie in a restful peaceful slumber
A slumber that would last forever
and makes this life seem beautiful far away and ugly right in front of me
That life is right now
Not in front of me
And I can only wait for it to end or to end it myself
for which I can't
Death has laughed at me many a time and I seek him everyday
When I'm alone and weary
I wish for his embrace and his cold death kisses touching my lips and helping me fade away from my misery and into blissful death
Everyday I wish for this but I never receive it no matter how hard I've tried to touch him
He's too far and too wise to let me touch him
Oh Death, how could I miss you? How could I crave you so deeply, when we have only brushed paths but never met or seen each other?
I've been feeling this way for years now and it's only been getting stronger.
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