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Sarah DeeSarah Jan 2015
3am
My name is only spoken in hushed voices and whispers,
And our intimacy is hidden behind closed doors and secrets.
Because I'm not the girl you wanna be with,
I'm just the girl who's good enough to sleep with.
But I allow myself to believe the lies,
Because being naive is always prettier than the truth.
So I let myself be the whisper of the truth,
And that 3am call of loneliness.
Sarah DeeSarah Dec 2014
What's wrong with me?
What makes me so undisirable?
Is it the way I put your needs before my own?
Or the way that I care about how your feeling?
Maybe it's the way I try to make you happy?
Because no matter what I do you don't want me.
No matter what I do I'm not good enough.
So I constantly try to fix myself.
Turn into someone worthy enough of your attention.
Am I nice enough?
Maybe I need a better sense of humor?
How can I make my body more attractive?
Guys like girls who are ****,
How can I be more ****?
And no matter what I try to fix it never seems to work,
But maybe that's because I'm not the one that's broken.
Sarah DeeSarah Dec 2014
I know I'm just temporary, you remind me every day.
With the things that you do, and the things that you say.
I try to pretend it doesn't hurt me, but I'm starting to get weak.
I'm breaking and crumbling with every word that you speak.
You think your words have no impact but I feel the blows.
I try my best to hide the hurt, so that no body knows.
But I'm starting to get weak, my emotions seeping through.
I want to be strong but I don't know what to do.
So I let you walk all over me, stomp me to the ground.
And like the fool I am, I still stick around.
Sarah DeeSarah Jun 2014
I know I'm just a cure for your loneliness,
That's okay cause I'm lonely too.
Loneliness feels empty,
I feel empty, how about you?
We try to escape that loneliness,
As we meet between the sheets.
And for a very brief moment,
Our loneliness, takes the back seat.
Sarah DeeSarah Dec 2013
Someone asked me why I only write sad poems,
I never noticed that was a reoccurring theme.
I've had my share of ups and downs,
But the lows seem to linger,
Replaying scenes of tragedy,
Until my thoughts consume me.
With so many questions filling my head,
I feel like I'm drowning in emotions.
Some people have their therapists,
But I have my leather bound book,
Filled with my thoughts and feelings.
Because sometimes it's easier to write a poem,
Than admit that you feel alone.
Sarah DeeSarah Nov 2013
The hardest thing I did today was deleting your number.
I had been putting it off for months,
It was something so final, severing our last connection.
Even though we hadn't spoken in months,
And you were already gone from my life.
Yet I was hoping that you would change your mind,
That you would text me back.
I spent countless nights, reading our old messages,
With tears in my eyes.
My breathe would catch in my chest at the sound of the familiar ring,
But it was never you.
I would text you, on lonely nights,
When my head was dizzy from the alcohol,
But all I would get was one worded replies.
I know I needed to cut off all ties to you, to let you go.
But it felt so final, it made my heart race.
I didn't get any final goodbyes, no last words,
Just the click of a button.
I took a deep breath, as I scrolled to your name,
Erasing the last thing that held us together.
Sarah DeeSarah Oct 2013
I've always had trouble walking away,
Not willing to move on from what was clearly a disaster,
Instead settling for holding onto the wreckage.
In hope that maybe I could somehow,
Fix it,
Change it,
Make it work,
Get him to stay.
But as hard as I wish and hope, it doesn't change.
Because you can't fix someone who wants to stay broken,
You can't change someone who is stuck in their ways,
You can't make things work on your own,
And you can't force someone to stay when they clearly want to leave.
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