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Renae Oct 2014
You were mine &
I was a game you played
Renae Oct 2014
How does it feel
To be so cruel
Heartless and self centered
Without a conscience?
Does it feel good
To break hearts like they're nothing
Crushing a thousand girls
To make one girl feel special?
Does that make you feel like the best?
I think it just means you're cruel.
To me, that makes you the worst.
Renae Oct 2014
When I think of love
I think
There is no such thing
Renae Oct 2014
I wish I had as much self discipline as you
I wish I could hold my tongue
I'd hold it In between my fingers
so I couldn't talk
And that would keep my fingers busy too
That way I'd never be able
to stick my foot in my mouth again
Renae Oct 2014
I will try my best
We all have loneliness
We come into this world
A boy or a girl
Alone and unsure
Of what we're looking for

It takes 30 years
Or maybe even longer
To find out just how strong
And what we really are
All the trials and tribulations
Insignificance and liberation
We experience it alone
Though we might have loved ones

Surrounded by people
Who make alone time more bearable
Knowing without them
Nothing would be sharable
We're born alone
We'll die alone
In between
We hope to find someone
Making us feel important
Renae Oct 2014
It's gone
Rushing away
Tumbling, turning
Fast as the current carries
I watch it disappear
Out of my sight
No way to turn back
While I sit
On this bridge
Renae Oct 2014
Why is love so complex
It should be simple
It should be something
you know right away
Without doubts
Without a question
It should be magnetic exhilaration!

Instead love is cruel
heartache and depression
Isolation
Broken hearts
flooding eyes
Bleeding
Crippled minds
Empty arms
Empty lives
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