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535 · Mar 2017
Unwelcome
D Mar 2017
I feel unwelcome in my own home
and that's her at her best
My mother is actually the hybrid woman-child of Stupidity incarnate and Donald Trump -- she just wont admit it.
534 · Feb 2019
lately
D Feb 2019
the days go by
like a storm in the night; unnoticed
i'm sleeping through it
532 · May 2015
Torn - Family Matters
D May 2015
I can feel my life draining from my soul
As I'm smothered by each part of the whole
It's infuriating, playing the docile lamb
Slowly killing me, to be not who I am
Inside me, there's an ongoing war
Where my heart and my mind are constantly torn
Between securing my future and playing it safe
And doing the impossible on a leap of faith
To move out or not to move out, that is the question...
532 · Jan 2020
adoration
D Jan 2020
your eyes lock on hers, her sparkle fades the grey
bringing back the colors that were stolen yesterday
her laugh is really nice, so you think of things to say
all the while praying that she might feel the same
that new type of feeling
D Feb 2014
What happened to her smile?
She never seems to do that anymore
Not without faking and forcing it,
While her heart lies on the floor..

****** and broken

She use to be the happy one,
Always up for a laugh,
Now she's the depressed one,
Thoughts of suicide run through her head

Broken and ******

People see her walking alone,
But they don't wave to her anymore
They hide their faces behind their books
Afraid of her tears, her hurt, her sorrow..

Blue to red

She hates all the scars, the bruises, the tear stained cheeks
She always has and always will
Her hobbies include cutting open her wrists
In front of her broken mirror..

Red to blue

She doesn't see them working on her,
Just a darkness pressing in
They're trying so hard to bring her back,
Mais il est trop ****, c'est la fin

Light to dark

Her mothers crying, school was cancelled
There are people sobbing everywhere
They never worried, didn't see it coming,
Could have done more to show they care..

Dark to light

"There's 70% chance that she won't wake up
And if she does, she probably won't remember a thing"
This mans voice sounds very far off,
But she can hear someone close by singing..

New and old

Her hand is warm but her name is still lost
Someone's breathing is felt close by
"I miss you, please come back to us..
I promise this time I'll try!"

Old and new

She knows this voice, if not anything else
She clenches her hand around the warmth
I'm coming The girl thinks to herself,
*Have patience, I won't be long..
Mais il est trop ****, c'est la fin = But it's too late, this is the end.

Also, Not even sure how I feel about this poem, wasn't even going to turn out this way until I was almost done lol #Don'thate
530 · Dec 2015
Music
D Dec 2015
eyes closed
body swaying
mind open
music playing

...
527 · Aug 2015
Love is another drug
D Aug 2015
I don't care if I'm going crazy, I'm already crazy about you,
I think about you day and night, always wishing you'd be by my side,
And if some say I'm addicted, so what if I am?
This addiction makes me feel loved,
I think its worth letting it destroy me in the long run,
523 · Mar 2015
Hit The Road Jack
D Mar 2015
I'm so high, out of my mind,
Got me wishing for one last time,
I could've felt those lips on mine
Before I go..
Hit the road jack,
I'm not coming back any more
517 · Apr 2017
Alive
D Apr 2017
I'm alive, if that means anything
I don't plan on dying soon
though anything could happen
from now, to noon

in a week I might be dead
and you wouldn't have a clue
anything could happen
to me, to you
just something I'm thinking about,
that I wanted to share before I went to bed

goodnight then
516 · Jul 2018
streamline
D Jul 2018
The riverboat floats
Following the stream
To your mind; a dream
Let it take you where it wants to
515 · Sep 2018
well i'll be damned
D Sep 2018
that moment when you realize
too many of your poems
share the same title
because you are
unoriginal
af
oops too late now
515 · May 2017
ALERT - MISSING LIGHTENING
D May 2017
EDIT.

not only is mr bolt missing, there's a like button too.

hp is basically fb and im so p'd that this keeps happening.
THIS IS THE FURTHEST FROM OKAY
514 · Nov 2013
My Love ♥
D Nov 2013
My love
Is as sweet as honey
In my favorite raspberry tea
My love
Is as warm and comforting
As a fire during winter could be
My loves
Happiness is great
It sings sweet melodies
My love
Knows no boundries
Holds no limits for its hopes and dreams

My love
Is one of a kind
Though it doesn't stand alone
You stand there by its side
Holding me close, keeping me warm
My love
Has not yet spoken
So you have not yet heard
The eight
Letters I've been thinking--
Three syllables, three words
509 · May 2016
Torn
D May 2016
I feel so*  *******  torn
*What am I even doing anymore?
509 · May 2016
I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!
D May 2016
THIS ISN'T A POEM BUT*

I haven't written in a poem in WEEKS
Because I haven't had access to my account in MONTHS
Because hellopoetry.com asked me to confirm something with my old email address that I haven't known the password to in YEARS

But I FINALLY realized that I could CHANGE the email address I used for the site and OMFG!!!!!
And I'm so ******* HAPPY I'M CRYING

Because I put so much time and effort into my poetry on here, and when I couldn't access it anymore I lost all my will to write and it was so ******* hard to deal with life without the release I was use to...

I feel like such an IDIOT for not realizing sooner because it was literally so easy to do, but now I'm back and I feel SO GOOD

I doubt any of you noticed I was gone, but I'd like to say that I missed all of you, missed reading you poetry and seeing glimpses into your lives, and I'm so happy I get to be back with you all :) :) :)
SO ******* HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!!!!
Here's to too many months away *cheers*
508 · Apr 2017
It Doesn't Matter Now,
D Apr 2017
-

and so even after
the sun goes down
and the stars
out shine the moon,
I'll still love you

*I'll still love you
"even after nights of breaking apart
while you were falling asleep,
my mind is still haunted
by all the memories --
of you, of me."
.
.
508 · Jul 2015
Writing
D Jul 2015
I know the words I'm searching for are there,
lying beneath the surface of my conscience grasp,
and I know if I try hard enough I can reach them,
pull them from their depths
and use them to create something meaningful
but what if they're not meaningful?
What if I lost it, the talent to string
many times used words together
to make something new altogether?
I could cry with the lack of effort
I put into my poetry now-a-days,
but I'm learning to fear so many things I never use to,
and its hampering my work on a large degree.
How can I claim this is what I do,
who I AM,
when I don't cant feel confident
in my skills as a writer anymore?
Who am I if not a writer?
I'm nothing extraordinary; writing made me feel free
and hopeful and extraordinary,
but I'm not writing anymore,
at the least nothing that makes me feel all those things.
Writing was an escape, and now I seem to have locked myself in a box..
506 · Sep 2017
Scream
D Sep 2017
over all the voices
screaming
at me to get it together
there's yours
telling me to stop
and gently
coxing me into serenity
to take my time
and not feel rushed
but yours
is only one voice
over all the others
and they're screaming
503 · Jul 2018
taught
D Jul 2018
this is a story of her fall into submission
she wasn't aware of her inhibitions
until she lost them and forgot to miss them..

she bought into the idea that she was broken
tainted and hopeless
until she met a man who cut her fears wide open
502 · Nov 2013
Repeat
D Nov 2013
We kiss and it's rough-- I like it, you see.
It reminds me that all the pain inside
Isn't as bad as I make it seem.

It reminds me I'm still alive, still breathing, you know?
That though my mind is in auto pilot,
My body still lives on.

I just wish I didn't like it so much, then maybe I could stop,
But that something stirring inside me head screams,
"No! You can't quit our drug!"

And you are my drug-- that's exactly what this is.
I've come to crave you like an addict
Does his next fix.

When I'm on you my thoughts are clouded, wrong.
It feels as though I'm flying high--
But only for so long.

Then the high slips away and suddenly I'm free falling.
No parachute, spiralling down--
It's your name I'm calling.

But no one ever said your addictions answer back.
Instead they sit smug and smiling,
Plotting their next attack.
500 · Oct 2018
vow
D Oct 2018
vow
Steal my breath
and heal my heart

From you, my love
I will not part
I'm feeling melancholy
500 · Apr 2017
Oceans of Smoke
D Apr 2017
it's just another ordinary day,
another ***** up I have to erase
always weighed down with these mistakes
and tied to my toes, each a solid stone
and I'm sinking faster than flash
how I could know this was the last?
failing to breathe, yet doomed to hope
submerged, soaked down to the bones

and lost in the oceans
as forgotten as smoke
so i take another hit and lose my mind
my lungs filling with ashes this time
499 · Sep 2017
a passing phase
D Sep 2017
iced tea and lazy days
might sound amazing but
in practice are nothing
but depressing
497 · Feb 2014
Either Way
D Feb 2014
You're either lying to me
Or you're lying to her
Either way, you're a liar..
You can't just tell me I'm beautiful
Then distract me to say the same
**** thing to that nudist *****!
I understand she's been here longer than I,
And that you two may be close,
But you have a ******* girlfriend now
It's time to let someone go..

*Hurry or I might decide for you..
I want to trust you, but could you at least make it easy for me?
496 · Sep 2015
I blame you
D Sep 2015
You know something isn't right with the world when she can't even find comfort in herself any more
When she lets the words and whispers of her peers reach her ears, tearing her down until she is no more
I hate these people, with their stereotype bullets and words as sharp as knifes
No concern for her as they talk behind her back, not caring if what they say hurts her or not
Ignorant people with no inclination to see the truth, that just because someone isn't like you, doesn't mean they're freaks
But because she doesn't dress like you, because she isn't faking who she truly is
You leave snide remarks where she can hear them, backhanded comments trailing behind her wherever she goes...

You don't see it, because you don't know her
But I do and it hurts me to see her letting these idiots get to her
I don't know the words to make it better
And I blame all of you
495 · Jul 2016
Your Own
D Jul 2016
When you -  want a taste of that,
Sweet sweet desire,
But he's - just so tired, and you
Don't wanna be alone;

When you - fantasize all night of that,
Sweet sweet delight,
But the - dreams don't feel right, and you
Don't wanna be alone;

When you - have a lot to lose, he's just,
So sweet to you
But he - hasn't got a clue, and you
Are sick of being on your own;

You get good at being your own home.
This is about ***, and not receiving the love I want/need.
I love him, crazy as that is, but he hasn't got a clue what to do!
Lol ***
494 · Jun 2020
please read this all.
D Jun 2020
i don't have a poem, but a plea.

hello poetry is an escape from real life for a lot of us, me included, but real life needs us right now.

the #blacklivesmatter movement is louder than ever and if you're not a person of color, or if you are but you also benefit from the system in place that depends on the destruction of black and brown people, now is your time to stand up.

stand with those at the protests, use your voice, your platform, your privilege to raise up your fellow black voices. and educate yourself on whats going on if you haven't already, because this is just the beginning.

this is global now. all over the world people in countries like UK, Germany, Canada, and many others are taking to the streets in a peaceful protest of the ****** of Georgoe Floyd, and so so many other Black men and women. a protest of the blatent police brutality in cities all over the world, brutality that mainly targets black skinned and brown skinned people. a protest for real honest ******* change, that will ripple through country to country.

this is a revolution. do not be silent.

go out and protest if you can. donate to the georgefloyd gofundme, to the bail outs for the protesters who were wrongfully arrested. spread awareness where you can. lift up black and other poc voices, and don't give up.
our words are so powerful, this site has proven that for so many of us, so lets use them for good
493 · Jun 2016
Pressure
D Jun 2016
I have these ideas but they wont come out
I stop myself
before I get too loud
thoughts,
better left unspoken
acted upon would leave me broken
shattered,
like glass under pressure
jealousy,
it drives me to be better

but better than who?

*you
I need to be better than them
for fear their achievements
would be more attractive to you
than me
491 · May 2017
still there
D May 2017
and when it becomes too much
you're there

with your arms stretched wide
ready to embrace my pain
for me

because without you I'd be
crippled in my anxiety
so thank you
490 · Jul 2016
Details
D Jul 2016
It was our 'goodnight kiss' moment -
I touched your **** instead.

All the while thinking -
This will ******* my girlfriend more I bet.
How I see it, his POV
487 · Dec 2013
10 Word Challenge
D Dec 2013
Insanity is
Beautiful. It's
The ultimate
Ignorance to
Our reality.
D Feb 2017
There are so many people who do
and say controversial **** only in order
to gain the public's eye.
Not only on YouTube, take a look at that woman
who goes on Twitter and starts beef
with popular celebrities just so her name is in the news.
Tila Tequila is always posting the most
inappropriate crap, and I'm not talking about **** and *****,
I'm taking about praising ****** and mass genocide with passion.
Look at basically every successful politician
with the power of swaying the masses with
only a few words - I'm pointing at you Donald Trump.
It's ******* disgusting the lengths people can go
to get publicity, because as they say,
any publicity is good publicity, right? Wrong.
It only works because we
highlight it and glorify it,
people take sides and
the only thing left is a divide.
The only way to really stop this kind of
hate-spreading, fear mongering, classlessness
is to stop talking about them.
To completely shut them out.

But I know that's impossible, because
ridiculous as it sounds, there are going to be
people who agree with them, who will
glorify them and put them on pedestals
for being true to their cause.
So then what can we do?? I guess we continue
talking about it... and the loop goes on.  

Humanity isn't lost, it was never there to begin with.
This is the way of humans, there's always been
the ones like Polandbananas and Tila Tequila and Donald Trump,
and there always will be. But I want to believe
that the number of people with the capacity
to love and begin the change
is greater than the number of people
who are too set in their ways
to be persuade.
I felt like this could work as a spoken word after I finished writing it,
What do you think though?
486 · May 2020
Enough.
D May 2020
i'm white, my skin is just pale enough that if you squint just right you can't even see the brown lying underneath.
i'm white, and i feel my privilege like a vice around my wrists, holding me hostage in my fantasy that i just wasn't made for this activist ****.
but i'm not like those white oppressors, because i don't believe as they do; silence is a form of oppression, so guess what that makes you?
i am guilty of closing my eyes so often i may as well be blind, and holy ******* **** THIS HAS HAPPENED TOO MANY TIMES!
we all know at this point that justice isn't being served, and you've surely heard the terms, reactionary solidarity it means we as the privileged only care when the oppressed scream so loud we hear them across the seas, see their smoke signals above the trees, when mothers and sisters on crying on their knees
i don't know what else to say. educate yourselves, your friends, and even your racist aunt karen. donate to the people on the ground fighting. record anything you see. use your voice and if you're white or white-passing like i am go to protests and use your body to shield your poc brothers and sisters because tbh we are farrrr less likely to be targeted by police when things escalate. be safe and hold yourself acountable. i really really want to do that myself, i am honestly disgusted with my past behaviour and i'm taking steps to be a real ally.

Text FLOYD to 55156, its like a petition their going to use to take George Floyds murderers to justice.
485 · Apr 2017
Dirty - 10w
D Apr 2017
what does coming clean do besides out your ***** laundry?
10 word blurb
D May 2016
I made so many mistakes these past few years,
and I'll probably make a lot more
before my time is up,
but the biggest regret I'll have is not trying to
undo what I've done to certain people...
I miss you so much, I really do,
and I'm so so sorry for how I treated you.
Kills me to see you in so much pain,
everyday and knowing I contributed to that,
oh my god I hate me for it.
I'm such a *****,
I cant even bring myself to reconnect,
so I leave a like instead,
cowardice at it's best.
483 · Apr 2015
Cologne
D Apr 2015
Your scent is everywhere
All around me
It's intoxicating
And suffocating all at once
I'm drowning happily
In the waves you caused
To pull me from shore
And carry me out to you
No one could understand what this means, it means everything..
480 · Mar 2014
Black liner smudged
D Mar 2014
I have a tendency to apply my makeup far too dark
And I'm writing this with frozen fingers,
Black smudges under my eyes, due since the screaming silence in the park
And I've found tears to be the best remedy to a broken heart
And the most efficient makeup remover when I apply too much
480 · Aug 2015
Closet Life
D Aug 2015
I am what I am,
**But I can hide it
10 true words
480 · Jul 2015
Afraid of the Afterlife
D Jul 2015
I wish I wasn't afraid to die,

afraid of not knowing what's on the other side,

afraid of being wrong, afraid of being right,

just plain afraid of having to live the afterlife

when all I want is to be nothing
Is it so much to ask that after all this, I can just be let go?
478 · Feb 2014
Cliche or Morbid?
D Feb 2014
My poetry is called one of two things,
Cliche or morbid

I have no idea if either of those are good or bad,
So why can't people just say
Yes or no
Instead?
478 · Jan 2014
Incomplete
D Jan 2014
I'm a control freak with no control--
                      May as well be a mine without coal.

Like an old ghost, I'm only a soul--
                      Body lost a long time ago.
476 · Nov 2016
We All Go
D Nov 2016
When you grow up knowing someone since you could remember
Even if you're not close all those years
It feels so strange to remind yourself, their gone.

Gone in the wind, swept up in the flow
Life and death is common but now I know
That it takes whomever at will, regardless.

Today, a family comes together to mourn
The loss of a child is brutal, leaving them torn
This is for your soul, may it guide you home.
rip M.B.
Feb 14 1999 - Nov. 08 2016
I'm so sorry you went out the way you did, much too young.
476 · Mar 2017
Survive
D Mar 2017
I'm a sinner
my pleasure derived
from torturing those
that are barely alive
I mean me
475 · Aug 2017
her story
D Aug 2017
your arms use to make me feel so safe
but now they only choke me

a poisonous love I can't erase
you left me hallow, hurt, and lonely
**** that dude
474 · Feb 2019
ship
D Feb 2019
in my time away
i've been thinking
if love is love
why am i sinking
under the weight
of loving him
or am i dragging myself under the waves of pain, helpless

if i didn't i would float up and away, alone
D Dec 2013
I know this is really stupid
And probably sort of weird
But though I know I'll see you in a day
It feels like 100 years

I can't seem to shake this feeling
I've tried every distraction in the book
But every time I've finished reading
You're in my thoughts-- everywhere that I look

I know I'm really stupid
And definitely sort of weird
But I miss you like ******* crazy
I cant wait a day; a month; a year

I don't want to distract myself anymore
No, thats not what I need in the slightest
What I want-- wrong-- What I need
Is you, my star that shines the brightest

                                        So come to me my dear
                                   Don't make me wait any longer
                               I know this isn't our decision to make
                             But please, I'm not getting any smarter

You know that I'm pretty stupid
Especially when I'm acting this weird
But Isn't that what love makes us do?
It'll only get worse through the years

So lets not make this difficult
Lets not wait for anyones approval
Lets do this now and not waste a second
Lets run off and conquer the world

*Together?
Shut up. Shut up! Shutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutupshutup!!! My head hurts and I can't think with you yelling at my from inside like that! ... Just.. please, shut up?
468 · May 2017
Lonely on Purpose
D May 2017
what does any of it matter
   this pain I feel
compared to the ordeal
   you're facing?

not a pinch, an inch, no
   -- so don't ask me
468 · Jun 2017
sitting pretty
D Jun 2017
could you tell me why the average man
  is more willing to give a cigarette
  to a beggar on the street,

over the dollar in his pocket or the shoes on his feet,
  when he has two more pairs at home
  and his bank account is comfy?
no really
467 · May 2015
Thank You To An Old Friend
D May 2015
I want to thank you,
For all the years spent
Helping me to discover who I wish to be,
And who I never want to be again
463 · Jan 2019
domino
D Jan 2019
my dominos are all lined up
and waiting for the drop
always the drop
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