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Jewel Apr 2014
One year ago,
April 15, 2013
At 3:40pm,
I took a bottle of pills.

I still don't know why,
so don't ask.

But one year ago,
I survived.
I lived.

Today,
April 15, 2014
12:00 pm.
I did not take a bottle of pills

And today,
I'm happy.
I'm okay


Today?
                      I
                            AM
                                       **BETTER
Jewel Apr 2014
Don't fall in love with the insecure boys.

Just…
Don't.

Because some days, they'll love the **** out of you.
They'll shower you with so much affection,
You won't know what to do.

But others, they'll hurt you to feel good about themselves.
They'll make you feel like you're nothing,
Just to feel something.

To the girls like me,
Who already love insecure boys..
I'm sorry
this poem is **** because i can't think straight.
Jewel Apr 2014
I am grey earthenware clay
you molded me
made me
into your heart's every desire

but I quickly dried out
became permanent
in the very form you left me
a creation of a fickle master

the only way to fix me
was to break me
so you tore me up
remade me from the shambles

you soaked me
in contaminated waters
mixed me in with replenishing spirits
and wedged me into new

although I seem perfectly pristine now
there will always be the air bubbles
from when I was not
and from when you didn't want me

m.j.

— The End —