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Olivia Rose Apr 2014
Meeting you was like a force I have never felt before

We were meant to be

Finishing each other's sentences

Getting so caught up in a friendship

I hope this drift ends

I hope this space from the rooms collide

I just want to see my best friend again

Maybe thinking of reds will make you think of me

This last month has gone by too slow and time is slowly killing off whatever is left of our friendship

Come back and get high in my closet

Come back and go to all of the places we dream of going to

Come back and get drunk with me

Come back and just smoke one more cigarette with me

Just please come back
i don't put labels on friendship but this girl was and is my best friend we are like twins we like the same **** and always have a good time i just wish we were close again because we are slowly drifting and i dont like that even though we talked things out things still arent the same to me
Olivia Rose Apr 2014
Mom
I still remember you coming into my room to sing Fleetwood Mac

I still remember the days we used walk up the stairs and sing friends forever

It's like you're dead, but you are still living

I am torn between if I should miss you or hate you

Even though I'm older I still need someone around

Every time Van Morrison comes on I will think of you

Maybe you will dance in the dark thinking of me

Why couldn't you stay

I don't see why it took so quick to leave

I’ll miss you

But I can never forgive you
Olivia Rose Apr 2014
How is anyone suppose to understand me when I can't even understand myself
i know this isn't poetry but it just a thought i had to write down
Olivia Rose Apr 2014
Starving my body

Just to give myself peace of mind

Living for something I'll never have

But always want

Please tell me why this isn't so easy

Screaming for the pain to end

Feeling more numb each and every day

What more can one take

Before they break
Olivia Rose Apr 2014
My body is broke to the core

My mind is shattered into pieces whenever you come about

Let me rot because this life is something that can’t be anymore
i know this is ****** just was a quick thought and this isn't about anyone
  Apr 2014 Olivia Rose
Harkaran
'If a writer falls
in love with you
You can never die'
Even if this were true
I will **** you tonight
I will **** you tomorrow
Until I run out of ink
I will **** you
In each and every one
Of my rhyme-less poems
I will write
Of your death
In my blood
When my quill is dry
So when I die
You die with me
And you are dead
Even in immortality
'heheheheh' -Death
  Apr 2014 Olivia Rose
A Mess of Words
3am is so unkind
to a lonely longing mind
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