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Mal May 2019
They say sticks and stones may break our bones
But what they don't know
Is that words can hurt too
Mal Apr 2019
its dark
the stage is bright
i look to my right, its my wife, my children
i now feel peaceful

ouch, my neck hurts
oh? its dark again
i cant hear, i cant move, i cant speak
i feel weak, i think i'm dead
now the only thing i can think instead, is wish i could've said goodbye
a poem about Lincoln's death for a project at school
Mal Apr 2019
Brave men
Some living
A lot dead
We'll never forget what they did here
The world will note, remember, what we say here
This nation will never disappear
For the people shall not perish from Earth
These dead shall not have died in vain
Just end all this pain
But we'll always remain a new birth of freedom
a poem i did for a school project in history class
Mal Apr 2019
You cut out my eyes.
You fed me with lies.
And now I can never see again.
Mal Apr 2019
You brighten my day brighter than the sun shines on a sunny day.

Sweet soft skin so precious to touch that if you touch me with your solicitude, you might just crack by my insecurities.

Your immaturity is the only thing that can make me laugh from our stupidity.

Your voice, so gentle to the ear that my skin tingles with pleasure like rainy day weather trickling down my body.

You are the reason why I'm still alive.
Why I'm still trying to eventually evolve into something nice.

all
simply
because
of
you
Mal Apr 2019
?
why can't i
go to a place
where im okay?
:(
Mal Apr 2019
tell my friends that i love them
but im not coming back
and im not sorry
sorry
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