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 Feb 2015 shannon
Jade Anne
anxiety
 Feb 2015 shannon
Jade Anne
i’m sorry that loving a girl with anxiety was hard

i’m sorry that i was constantly worried about what you were doing and where you were and who you were with

i’m sorry that i felt like i needed you constantly when you didn’t need me and it pushed you away

but was i so wrong for doing so when i guess my anxieties were right because you were prancing around behind my back with her and you were always the one putting on me ‘after this long you don’t trust me?’

what a poetic lie that you got away with for far too long
(j.a)
I am an addict
Can't live without
When I stop using
I feel down and out

Did try it for a few weeks
Went into total lockdown
But after a while
I started to drown

My palms got sweaty
I started to suffocate
Couldn't breath anymore
And I lost my faith

So then I started using again
I just didn't know what I could do
So I decided to be an addict for life
Because I'm just too **** addicted to you
 Feb 2015 shannon
Lou Vaughn
I don't like easy,
and I don't get discouraged
when things don't go as planned.
I'm encouraged by struggle and motivated by fear.
Someday things will work out for me,
but when they do,
I am certain I will be very close to death.
 Feb 2015 shannon
Oberon
though two broken people
will never outrun
the breaking dawn

in your tired eyes
colours slowly vanishing
are the vast galaxies
grace of the heavenly bodies
so gently encased

and in your thinning veins
i still feel your blood
streaming wildly
like comets running
in the dead of night

in the depths of
my shattered heart
i feel the threads
of tonight's sky—
the tightrope we
have so carefully
tiptoed on, daunted
by the morning sun
—slowly fraying

as we watch all of the stars fade
one by one into morning
and Venus comes to light
your flaming touch is
slipping through my fingers
a bitter end
of **our last night
"lumière, darling. lumière over me."
 Feb 2015 shannon
M
3w
 Feb 2015 shannon
M
3w
you're ruining me
 Feb 2015 shannon
Gabryela Speaks
I
licked my wounds today
and they taste like you.
Sweet blood oozes and
there's infinite pain
in every squeezes

Memories keep these wounds
open, susceptible
to the bacteria of your lies
of the infection brought by absence.
Plagued by unacceptable reasons
of not having you.
There's no cure to this gangrene.  Amputate this heart of mine pls.
 Feb 2015 shannon
Vic Kenney
I can feel my bones shattering slowly under my own weight.
I haven't eaten in four days and I've only drank water when I'm having it forced down my throat by my Mother.
My heart hurts my chest with each throb, and I curl over in pain when I'm in bed.

Stuck in fetal position in the bathtub with the now-cold-water cascading over my body.
Each breath is now a sob and my body shakes from the cold and the uncontrollable tears.

I haven't bothered to brush my hair or wear actual clothes.
I've worn the same outfit for about a week now.
The same old gray sweats with unknown stains on them, matched with a black tank top with a large bleach stain on the back.
My breath probably also reeks because I've been to lazy to brush my teeth.
The only reason I shower is because my Mother drags me to the bathroom.
She doesn't want me to get more sick.

I can tell she's worried for me.
She's told the whole family what's wrong with me.
I've overheard her talking on the phone about me from my room, while she was in the living-room.
I'm surprised she hasn't called the police yet to bring me to a hospital.

I don't need a hospital anyways.
All I need is him
But of course that is no longer an option.
He's abandoned me.
Left me for dead.

He's known the affect he has on me for over a year now.
Of course he still uses it against me.
But it's too late now.
I was just his toy that he could mess around with.
And he's thrown me out into the trash.
Like every other toy that people get tired of.

I need to rid myself of these feelings.
It's dragging me down to hell.
It has affected my whole life.
I've decided to be finished with it.
I no longer want to live like this.
And I won't.

I'll bring death to myself
So I no longer have to live this way.
 Feb 2015 shannon
Kyleigh Anne
Roses are red
the sky is blue
I can't stop smiling
Because I'm thinking of you
Putting on your shoes
packing all your things
I thought you'd give me a diamond ring
instead you cheated
you left me defeated
now it's all me
I'll show you how happy I can be
my first step begins
I've grown so much since then
now, I am FREE
no more walking on eggshells
FREEDOM is all I yell
for your love was like a jail
locking me in with no bail
Happy is all I'll be without you
Waiting for anything new
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