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 Jul 2023 Sean Fitzpatrick
Lizzie
It would look like a beautiful sunset, the blissful hues melting together as the night comes alive.
It would look like the stars, burning brighter than the sun as they twinkle in his eyes whenever he looks at me.
It would look like little messages from him to let me know that I cross his mind throughout the day.
It would look like those small gestures to let me know that he still cares.
It would look like little get away adventures with just us and nature for a little while.
It would look like waking up in the morning and being happy to see me lying there next to him.
It would look like him not being afraid or embarrassed to show me off and scream it to the world that I'm his.
It would look like no more uncertainty or heartbreak, no more insecurity or fear that I'll be left behind again.
  It would look like pure unwavering love.
 Jul 2023 Sean Fitzpatrick
Lizzie
See
I don't like what I see
when I look in the mirror,
this whole situation seems way too familiar.
All I see are broken eyes
and a shattered mind,
too scared to leave it all behind.
Even if it's to be set free,
no I can't look inside:
where I have these thoughts.
I know what I do
always effects you
I know what I do
always hurts you
I know what I love
you hate
I know what I hate
you love

You know what you do
doesn't help me
You know what you do
messes me up
You know what you do
always hurts me
You know what you love
I hate
You know what you hate
I love

I know we're different but we learn
to grow
to learn
to be different

I never gave you an invitation to hurt me
you never gave me one either
I never gave you permission to love me
neither did you
It just happened
we fell in love
at the wrong time
in the wrong place
but still
we fell in love
Just you
and me
love.
You hurt me
You bruise me
You torture me
You hate me

You say I hurt you
I bruise you
I torture you
I hate you

If I do where's
Your hurt
Your bruises
Your torture
Your hate?

I hurt you trying to get away
I bruise myself trying to escape
I torture myself for staying
I hate myself for being with you

But I still stay with you
why?
Because i'm scared
I'm scared of you
of them
and of me
I stay because i think
what will happen if i leave?
what will you do?
Well i know the answer
you'll hunt me down,
Bruise me,
hit me,
lock me in the cupboard for being bad and try to **** me.

I cover up to hide it
I cover up because i'm scared
I cover up so no one sees

Everyone thinks we're perfect
they think you're good
they think we're in love
they're wrong

You hurt me so bad i don't know why i'm still alive
each time you hurt me i curl up in a ball crying waiting for it to be over.
I'm done.
I'm done with your hurt
I'm done with your bruises
I'm done with your torture
I'm done with your hate
I'm done with you
Forever. Goodbye..
~Erin
There was this boy
i used to know.
He has shiny brown hair
Sparkling blue eyes
and
An average nose.

I bumped into him on a cold winter day
walking along the streets.
I was 11
he was 16
He apologized
i was okay.

We continued walking side by side
bumping into each other sometimes
i was fine.

His smile lit up the world
it reached his eyes
and i could tell
he really meant it
i wasn't okay

That was the day i fell in love
with some guy i used to know
I know i don't say:
"i love you"
I know i don't ask
"are you okay?"
I know i don't ask
"how was your day?"

I wish i could say:
"i love you"
but i don't
I wish i could say
"Are you okay?"
I wish i could ask
"How was your day?"

But i can't because you're never home.

I wish you'd say:
"i love you"
I wish you'd say:
"are you okay?"
I wish you'd say:
"how was your day?"

But you don't. I need you and you're never there.
I'm done.
I'd love to tell you how i feel
about my day
But you don't care
you ripped my heart out
you don't care

You brusied me
tortured me
For what?
your fun
I hate you
why did i get with you?
You see there is this girl
she is tall
pretty
stylish
nice
caring
talented
kind
smart
amazing
She's­ perfect,
well for me.
You see,
we bearly talk,
rarely see eachother
but i'm in love
with this girl..
This amazing girl.
We want to die
but..
do we know what's after death?
like really know?
I'm scared to know..
really i am
What could there be?
Where do we go?
What did i do?
why did i do it?
How did it happen?
why did it happen?
to me? of all people

How did you fall for me?
when all i am..
is an ugly girl,
who knows nothing about love.
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