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  Feb 2015 SNM
rosie
they say I'm
a joke
and I wish you would've
stuck around
to hear the punchline.



Copyright ©  2015 Alyssa Packard
All Rights Reserved
I'm too lonesome for any words to handle
  Feb 2015 SNM
Audrey
This friend I have is one I know
She would never want to go
Something's burning from inside
I can't bear to let it hide
Another moment, I fear the worst;
I decide to tell her first

Searching for courage, but it's tough;
I don't think I have enough
Finally, I say the words
Though every single sentence hurts
The fear is cutting through my bones
My heart is beating through my toes

After I have spilled it all
I look up and silence falls
She begins to grab her things
My fresh tears begin to sting
I reach my hand out for a touch
She flinches and says "You're ******* up"

I can't believe what I've just heard
But I remember every word
Clear as crystal inside my head
I'll be silent forever instead
I can't do this anymore;
I feel my heart slam shut its door

She ran fast away from me
She didn't even hear my scream
I kick, I cry, I pound my head
I can't believe I've lost my friend
This friend was one I thought I knew;
She walked out right on cue
This poem is literally about my biggest fear. I have had so many people leave me in my life that I can't truly open up to anyone and just be myself. I think that's why I actually really have no idea who I am yet.

I know this was a long poem. Thank you for taking the time to read it, if you did.
  Feb 2015 SNM
The voice
I have faith,
That I will find my way, and walk the right path
I have faith,
That I will not walk through the tough moments alone
I have faith,
That you are watching over my every decision and step
I know that I am complete if I am with you!
  Feb 2015 SNM
Sammie
I watch and turn and feel what's real inside
its nothing but gray
no black or white
only numb thoughts as I fade away
while the laughter surrounds me
SNM Feb 2015
On Sunday afternoons
Vinyl lulls me to rest
I'm reminded of those days
When life was so simple
I dream like I'm there again

On Sunday afternoons
Vinyl lulls me to sleep
I lay there, close my eyes
Or stare at the ceiling
Lost in a sea of ever changing thoughts

On Sunday evenings
The vinyl has ended
And the sun has vanished
My dreams fade away
And my thoughts swell

On Sunday evenings
I put my vinyl away
I hit my lowest points
Not even the music
Can save me now
  Feb 2015 SNM
Tupelo
I write about love,
I write about my mother,
I write about the early years,
The flowers and the valentines,
I write about your smile,
Pretend it is something heaven sent,
That your skin held all my secrets,
and that we asked for nothing in return,
I write if nothing to be honest,
For my pen holds every truth I know,
Remember this when you choose to forget,
For I do not know how
So many I's and not enough You's
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