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181 · Jan 2016
chris Jan 2016
it wasn't until i was sitting
on the floor of my shower
hyperventilating your name into
              my hands when i realised

                         that

you were the air i struggled to
                         breathe

and i wasn't even the dirt
          under your ******* fingernails
180 · Nov 2016
chris Nov 2016
you broke her; she apologized
180 · Jun 2016
tmrw
chris Jun 2016

tomorrow is just a dream away
180 · Mar 2017
1000
chris Mar 2017
I have died every day waiting for you
-thousand years
180 · Oct 2015
timing
chris Oct 2015
you can call it fate
or destiny
sometimes it really
seems like its a mystery
'cause you can be hurt
by love. and healed by
the same

Timing is everything
180 · Oct 2015
dark
chris Oct 2015
she locked all the doors
       closed the curtains
and clutched her knees close
       she rocked herself
back and forth
          crying to herself
    and scolding herself

why wasn't she what he wanted?
why wasn't she perfect?
why was she stupid enough to ever think that it was

                          love?
180 · Oct 2015
sober..
chris Oct 2015
"you're beautiful"

"you're drunk"
180 · Sep 2015
the truth
chris Sep 2015
What I had asked of you seemed
  impossible: the truth
and nothing else.  not tempered
but pure.  ice truth, hot truth
aching, sore, imperfect truth.
180 · Nov 2016
入る
chris Nov 2016
physically here
mentally not
180 · Dec 2016
go the distance
chris Dec 2016
go as far as you can
180 · Mar 2016
h ll a
chris Mar 2016
he loves adventures
180 · Oct 2019
✖️ ➕ ➖
chris Oct 2019
I used to live in the simple world of right and wrong, positive and negative.  I grew out of an ordered world everything had to its place before i came along and belonged nowhere.  I cannot be compared, neither greater nor less nor equal to nothing. Now you see, it’s plain, I made the world complex. I changed the rules. People said it couldn’t be done but I said why not.  So many of you don’t bother to understand, you’re dismissive, judging based off a name or first impression that i must be fake, useless, false. As if i were less real than anything else. Or worse, you mechanically embrace that which you don’t understand, but you don’t care whether you understand.  As long as you can use, use, use.  The eye that you’re imagining isn’t real, isn’t true. Oh the pain,  when you finally come to that existentially horrific epiphany that nothing you ever understand as real actually exists.  That your whole world of truth is some megastructure resting atop his shoulders of tenuous assumptions.  How it hurts when you realize that what you thought you knew and loved was simple blind, dependents.  How it hurts when you realize that the safety of knowing everything is right is something you will never feel again.  How it hurts when you realize I can never be truly known.
180 · Jun 2017
✍✍✍
chris Jun 2017
she was so artistic.
painting smiles on everyone's faces
but her own.
180 · Feb 2016
+++
chris Feb 2016
+++
you're a bad idea but i like bad ideas
+
179 · Jun 2016
***
chris Jun 2016
***

*keep me in mind
179 · May 2017
maybe
chris May 2017
we will meet again
we will smile again
we will fall again
179 · Mar 2017
6w. 2
chris Mar 2017
i've been strong for too long
179 · Mar 2017
chris Mar 2017
you liked me enough to lie
6wp. 6 word poems
179 · May 2017
It's 5:22 am.
chris May 2017
the meds do nothing.

empty and distant.

you're trying to sleep.
nothing seems to work.
179 · Jan 2017
+0
chris Jan 2017
+0
if i love someone,



         they all leave me
179 · Aug 2018
i-shiteru
chris Aug 2018
「あなたを愛してるよ。」
179 · Jan 2016
=
chris Jan 2016
=
your lips are like wine

&

i wanna get drunk
179 · Mar 2018
the VOID
chris Mar 2018
is the

                                           ultimate mystic doorway
                                                                it
                                                             allows you



                                                                                 t  o

                                       d i s a p p e a r
                                                    i  n  t  o

                                          non-existence

                                                    against the backdrop of


                                                                                    eternity.
179 · Jun 2017
⧻⧻⧻
chris Jun 2017
when i'm alone
all alone
i cant stand myself
i fill my head with lies
that i force myself to believe
with you
they all went away
i need
179 · Sep 2015
story #1
chris Sep 2015
"Don't come near me," I said in a hushed tone.  
The footsteps stopped abruptly and he mumbled, "I'm sorry."  
I closed my eyes and answered, "That's not going to change anything."
"I know, and I'm sorry for leaving you.  I just-" he stopped abruptly, shuffling his feet, then continuing, "you wouldn't understand."
I let my tears slide down my cheeks as I replied, "You didn't try."  
He let out a exasperated sigh and answered, "I was stuck in the past; I didn't want to bring you in."
I turned toward him and whispered, "Is that a reason to leave me all alone?  To leave me to think that you would come back to me?  Was I foolish to think that you would come back to me one day and we'll be happy again?  Was I?" At the last words, I broke down into a puddle of tears, as he echoed the words that he had uttered before.  
"I'm sorry." 

"Don't come near me," I said in a hushed tone.  
The footsteps stopped abruptly and he mumbled, "I'm sorry."  
I closed my eyes and answered, "That's not going to change anything."
"I know, and I'm sorry for leaving you.  I just-" he stopped abruptly, shuffling his feet, then continuing, "you wouldn't understand."
I let my tears slide down my cheeks as I replied, "You didn't try."  
He let out a exasperated sigh and answered, "I was stuck in the past; I didn't want to bring you in."
I turned toward him and whispered, "Is that a reason to leave me all alone?  To leave me to think that you would come back to me?  Was I foolish to think that you would come back to me one day and we'll be happy again?  Was I?" At the last words, I broke down into a puddle of tears, as he echoed the words that he had uttered before.  
"I'm sorry."
story that i wrote last year
179 · Feb 2016
s o
chris Feb 2016
s o
you don’t get me
so you don’t get me
178 · Jan 2016
chris Jan 2016
a semicolon is used
when a sentence could
have been ended
but it wasn't
178 · Nov 2015
chris Nov 2015
everyone leaves me

my father left me
when i was small
with my dying mother.

my mother left me
when i was in my
difficult time of
year: middle school.

my grandfather left me
because death took
him away from me.

my grandmother left me
because death wanted
more.

my friends left me
because they
found someone
better, smarter,
prettier than me.

he left me because
i wasn't good enough.

everyone leaves in the end,
        and i'm used to it.
story
178 · May 2017
am
chris May 2017
am
i
supposed to feel something?
178 · Nov 2015
.
chris Nov 2015
.
you say i am made
of stardust but the truth is
i am starstruck by you
178 · Mar 2017
k i - r e - i
chris Mar 2017
I would tell you that you were
beautiful but that is such an
understatement because your
beauty is indescribable
178 · Apr 2017
hu o
chris Apr 2017
I just want to hold you tight
and
I'm never gonna let you go
178 · Mar 2017
l.p
chris Mar 2017
l.p
holding on

why is everything so heavy
so much more than i can carry
178 · Jan 2020
stranger
chris Jan 2020
that's all i see
when i look into your eyes
the soulmate that was never meant to be
178 · Jul 2018
living
chris Jul 2018
lately feels like

a choice
178 · Jan 2016
✎ ✐ ✎ ✐ ✎ ✐
178 · Mar 2016
f c
chris Mar 2016
f c
favorite color?
black
178 · Jun 2017
all for
chris Jun 2017
cheeks glistened by dried tears

he smiles the saddest smile
nothing
178 · May 2017
reflection
chris May 2017
mirrors
are
just
glass
and
you
are
more
than
that
177 · Sep 2020
is it strange?
chris Sep 2020
-

Is it strange to miss the bodies of strangers?
177 · Mar 2017
壊れ
chris Mar 2017
“she’s like broken glass.
        
dangerous with sharp edges;*
                 *
but beautifully complex”
177 · Mar 2017
ڪ
chris Mar 2017
ڪ
the weight is bring me

down

*down
down
177 · Aug 2016
u o y
chris Aug 2016
i miss you

i miss you

i miss you
i miss you
177 · May 2017
papers
chris May 2017
i write with my heart and soul on parchments in magic ink
177 · Jan 2017
r i p
chris Jan 2017
rip to my youth

and this could be my funeral
176 · Oct 2015
wishing it was me
chris Oct 2015
i see the way you talk to her and it breaks me,

every single time.  

i see the way you smile at her and it makes me cry,

again and again.

i see the way you look at her,

and i just wish that was me.
176 · Oct 2015
not in front of me
chris Oct 2015
maybe i don't really love you

                                                                               they say if you love someone
                                                                               you want them to be happy
                                                                               even if you're not the reason

you deserve to be happy
even if it's wither

you deserve to be happy

                                                                  but please


                                                                                          not in front of me
176 · Jan 2016
^ ^
chris Jan 2016
^ ^
i know this love is
heading in the same direction
that's up
176 · May 2017
I I
chris May 2017
I I
whatever our souls
are made out of
his and mine are the same
176 · Nov 2015
. . .
chris Nov 2015
"die *****"


"you don't deserve to live"


"you're such a waste of space"


"why don't you just die?"




...
i know.  I'm trying to. can't you see?
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