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 Feb 2014 -
DontLoveMeImBroken
You were her friend* and yet on a starless night in the back room of an empty bar, you ripped away her innocence. She did not deserve a gag on her mouth and scratches on her cheeks. Blue bruises on the inside of her thighs constantly reminding her where you'd been.

You were her friend and yet you ripped away at her clothing as easily as if you were plucking the roots of a tree, and perhaps you were, because you dug her out and left her there to wither.

You were her friend and all you gave her was forced kisses reeking of whiskey and a bed sheet stained with her nightmare. There was no remorse in your eyes as you held her down and had your way. Again and again and again. You did not even wipe her tears.

You were her friend She did not deserve the whispers and glances in the hallway, your smile reminding her of what you did and your taunts when she sees you.

She was your friend She did not deserve dreams of a rope as a necklace and thoughts of a funeral where no one came.
 Feb 2014 -
Violet
feeling numb
 Feb 2014 -
Violet
after all my feelings
of being hurt
and broken
feeling like i'm
all alone
after weeping
in my bedroom
no one knows or cares
after all i have been through
i finally don't feel a thing
i am beginning to feel numb
 Feb 2014 -
Olga Valerevna
There came a night when everything I never knew I kept
Escaped my skin, a whisper's breath - you held me and I wept
And somewhere in the time it took for me to settle down
The simple act of being calm seemed all the harder now
From then a salty kind of rain would daily burn my skin
And multiply the passageways through which I'd let you in
I needed them to flood enough for me to let you out
Create the kind of waterfall that made a single route
And as you'd drift away from me, return the strength I lack
Return to me a state of mind I want to set on track
Within the absence you'd supply I'd shed my weary gaze
And take another step toward the frame for which I'm made
Reciprocated.
 Feb 2014 -
Dánï
Clover
 Feb 2014 -
Dánï
I think I've found the one,
But how many times have I said that before?
Maybe you'll stay, maybe I will, who knows?
Only the warmth spreading in this stone cold heart is for sure.

You help me by not helping me,
Make me laugh with no effort.
Your voice is constantly replaying in my head,
I think I'm falling- long story short.

You mean the world to me,
Plus a couple of stars.
Add Uranus because I want to be bangin that asap,
Sorry.. I went too far.

Regardless, I'm feeling you on a whole new level,
I'm pretty lucky- ****.
Letting you know I want to stay lucky for a couple of while's,
No pressure, at least for now I *am.
-d.a

The random weird things draw me closer like if I was an asteroid and you were earth and had that magnetic pull - "You"
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
Little Blue.
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
He's staring at me with his little black eyes,
trying to see all that he can see.
Why can't we live in the same place,
you've given me love,
you've given me shelter,
you've fed me well,
why can't we be together?
Why am I blue when you are white,
you look like my mother her eyes were cold as ice.
Her eyes were cold as ice, but inside she had melted,
her warmth left me filled with hope when we were forcibly parted.
It is dark in this room but we sit and we stare we see each other,
looks don't matter,
so why can't we be together?

I reply to those eyes, "you and me, Little Blue, you and me forever."
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
Mannequin.
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
My clothing brushes softly against my skin
as the pole grows warm under my tight grip
I look to you to see if you approve
your eyes show you do my shirt starts to move,
down it goes falling off one shoulder then the next
my lace exposed your lips twitch with fear
but my face becomes soft and your excitement comes to play
in my six inch heels and my fishnets, I am the display.
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
White sheets.
 Feb 2014 -
Elise
Your nails carving out my inner thighs
as your fingers move their way upward
goosebumps rising on every limb
your mouth moves down away from my lips
I feel your warmth don't let it stop
I pull your hair
guiding you where I want you most
you take the hint your skin I feel it
I'm full of light in the dark room wrapped up
in these white sheets with you.
 Feb 2014 -
Satsuki
You are
 Feb 2014 -
Satsuki
You are the paint that won't wash off my fingers
You are the smell of coffee as it brews at 7 am
You are the ink of the words in my poetry
You are the pages of an old book in a library
You are the winter wind against my cheeks
You are the tune of the keys on a grand piano
You are everything around me.
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