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 Mar 2016 Emma
Robert Blankenship
The only friend I have
Others eyes are never seeing
Speaks to me each day
With a voice of keening

He tells me that he loves me
His deceitful voice full of dread
Says" Outwardly you appear as living,
But inside you are dead"

This friend to which I cling
For there is no one else
Takes all my life from me
And claims it for himself

I have tried to fight him
A struggle to no avail
Repeatedly he rises up against me
From the depths of hell

You ask" What is his name"?
To you only will I confess
Do you not know he who is always with me?
My unwanted friend called Loneliness

RLB
 Mar 2016 Emma
gothicc
love is a lie
 Mar 2016 Emma
gothicc
I am a liar
I told her I loved her
so as not to start a fire
but now that she's heard it
I must say it again
if I said "I love you" 7 times
I have lied 7 times
I don't even know how many lies I've told
even though the context of every one is the same:
I love you
this made a new truth in me
a truth I tell myself as often as I tell her a lie:
I hate myself
now that feels much better
the twisted honesty of it restores me
so that I look for a reason to say it again
I love you
I am a liar
I hate myself
When you see bright lights

And your mind is
as dark and cold
as a rainy day

At least your teary eyes
will turn the lights

Into a beautiful bokeh

-Kaya
 Mar 2016 Emma
Born
Deborah
 Mar 2016 Emma
Born
Without you
am like a singer with no song
A tribute to all great poets who left us unfortunately


© Ibrahim
 Mar 2016 Emma
Eternal Threshold
For all the things
I try to say,

Why do "goodbyes"
Always slay?

Cause not even once,
Did you insist,
To stay.

I said a word,
With pure,
**Dismay.
 Mar 2016 Emma
frxgileveins
soulmate
 Mar 2016 Emma
frxgileveins
recently
i think a soulmate
is someone
who will make you
be the most you
that you can possibly be.
 Mar 2016 Emma
Paul Andrews
Broken recognizes broken.
Two broken souls will find each other,
and hang on for life.
If broken recognizes broken
and I am alone,
am I really broken
or,
have I just not found
someone as broken as me yet?

— The End —