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 Feb 2014 Emily
hello
nothing
 Feb 2014 Emily
hello
and when i think no one misses me
i think again
clearer this time
because the people that do not miss me
just show they never cared
a week later and you are right back
to her
like i am dust
and maybe in your eyes i am nothing
but that
the people that do miss me
ask me how i am
how i have been
where i want to be
the people that miss me
do not tell me they love me
they show it
with ways greater than words or actions
i was blinded by your
pursed lips
and the way you said my name
i closed a door in their face
and left it wide open for you
which was a big mistake
but when you walked away
know i cried
and when you didnt come back
until you needed something
know i was happy
because
i realized
you mean nothing
except for a
soul and a body
i do not
want to interact with
anymore

as horrible as it may sound
you mean nothing
nothing
to me.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
Love
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
Love
Four letters
One syllable
No meaning.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
Untitled
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
I'll send you away just like I do with everyone else
I care about you so I'll push you away
As hard as it may be, I won't let you close to me
I can't afford to get hurt so I'll keep you at bay
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
Untitled
 Feb 2014 Emily
Satsuki
It's been three months
Four?
I don't know anymore
I have some hope
But it's fading fast
I wanted us to last
I'm scared
What's happened to you?
Do you still think of me too?
I miss your laugh
The way you smile
You know dear, it's been a while
I still have a place
In my heart for you
You have to know that much is true
I may not have a spot in yours
But I love you just the same
I just don't know if I can play this game
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
bearing sun
 Feb 2014 Emily
Morgan
some nights,
alone in bed
the darkness
was so alive
i swore
i felt it
roaming
around
inside
my
head
and
it's
taken me
this long
to learn
the morning
will always
come,
bearing sun
anyway
 Feb 2014 Emily
Amanda In Scarlet
Relentless Desire,
The worst kind of hunger.
Tears follow every moment of ecstasy,
I grieve for my unassuaged lust.
I long for you in delirium,
Pull at my own skin, disturbed
by another pull within.
I am angered by helpless want
Raking my nails across sheets sodden ,
Soaked with desperate dreams,
Staring for hours at an addicts face
Hollow, ashen, hungry, sad
Afraid.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Breanna Legleiter
it's so hard
seeing someone you love
*shrink
 Feb 2014 Emily
A B Perales
These nights
are like
Harlots.

Each one
promising
a new type
of fantasy,
to be reused
over and
over.

Without  
any type
of caressing
or shame.
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