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Rianna Mar 2016
Was that little six year old girl walking home from her bus stop ready to tell her mother about her first day of school asking for it?

Was the teenage girl asking for it by walking to the restroom?

What about a mother? Was she asking for it by making a trip to the grocery store?
I'm currently writing an essay to bring attention to issues facing women. I know this isn't exactly poetry but it's a good question.
Rianna Mar 2016
I love you.
I love your odd colored eyes,
I love your laugh
Your sense of humor
Your arrogance
Your smile.
I love you.
I love you personality,
Your quirks
Your bad habits.
I love so much about you.
I love you because you are just you.
I hate you because you broke my heart.
I hate you because I can't forget you.
I hate you because I'm afraid of a life without you.
To the boy who was my first love. I still love you.
Rianna Feb 2016
I want to scream
I want to cry
I want to freak out.
I want to live
I want to laugh
I want to love.
I am so insatiable,
I will probably combust.
My life summed up.
Rianna Feb 2016
I am like a void
An endless abyss
I try not to fall
But sometimes I miss
In the end
I am leaving you behind
And if I cross your mind
Please remember my friend
This was not your fault
So don't ever feel sad
I was a ticking time bomb
A great nomad
I wanted to explore
But not of this land
In the end
I was given life
But what I sought was certain death
This sounds more depressing than what I had intended.
  Jan 2016 Rianna
Mariah Lawson
I miss you.
But I don’t want to be the one that misses you.
I need you to miss me.
I know that we’ll meet again someday, somewhere.
I can feel that in my soul.
The universe isn’t finished with us yet.
Maybe it’s fate, destiny, whatever.
I do believe in that.
But I also believe that you can make your own destiny.
So tell me please
Do I wait for that someday, somewhere?
Or do I find the courage to make it happen now?
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