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 May 2015 Star G
Em or Finn
Remember
 May 2015 Star G
Em or Finn
Will you remember me?
With my slightly above average grades
My long hair
The chubby physique

I always had a feeling
A want, no
A desire
To be remembered

I just wanted a friend
Who would miss me when I leave
One who would hug me so tightly
That I wouldn't be able to breathe

I've had times where I couldn't breathe
But not from a hug or warm embrace
From being lied to
Back stabbed with a thousand knives

The sting of being hated
The tears I've shed because I know I'm hated
The emotions like a roller coaster
A never-ending thrill ride

All I wanted was to be remembered
But not like this
Because why would someone
     With scars
     With pain in their eyes
     With a beaten up body
Want to be remembered
Wrote this to relax before my AP exam
 May 2015 Star G
Splenda
The old man who worked at the grocery store,
Stopped talking to me.
He said I wasn't like him
and I never would be.

The lady who shopped at my dad's store,
stopped coming.
She said she was afraid of
Who she was becoming.

Dad and I agreed,
Blind obedience was to be.
People doing as they're told.
Afraid to act brazen and bold.

Speaking up or acting out,
was something people didn't do,
simply a sense of doubt.

But at what point do we stop following,
lead our own?
To do what's right,
Even it if it means to
Stand alone.

Father said the war would soon end,
But days went by,
and it would only extend.

All of the farmers, grocers, and school teachers,
Continued on their day,
Ignoring the torture, put on display.

Father went to the right
and I went to the left.
Tears fell,
But he wished me the best.
 May 2015 Star G
r0b0t
wonder
 May 2015 Star G
r0b0t
the only thing necessary for me
is the stars
something to stare up at
and wonder
but now
you've become my stars
and I stare at you
and wonder
what will come
 May 2015 Star G
alex
our love...
exists.
our love exists,
behind closed doors,
behind four walls
that push up against my lungs
squeezing until I suffocate.
our love exists while you
stand there and stare,
open mouthed
unable to accept
the fact that you denied
a delicate butterfly
the right to take off
that you set fire to a field
of tulips that were begging
for new fallen rain.
you touch me with electricity,
but i am used to this burn.
i am used to this broken feeling;
the feeling after your wings have been
plucked off
and every last layer of skin
has been set on
fire.
for you.
 May 2015 Star G
antxthesis
I could sit here and write a thousand poems about you,
And still not get tired.
Is that what happened to us?
Did you get tired?
Was I too much?
Was I an anchor, attached to your heart?
Did I pull you to the bottom of the sea?
Did I drown it?
It can’t be; cause since that day I’ve been coughing up water from the bottom of my lungs.
Some say I had drowned myself in your love,
That you’ve engulfed me,
That you’ve taken over my mind body and soul.
But you’re love gone wrong
And  now everything tastes like you
Everything smells like you
I don’t even like my favourite song anymore, yes the one I forced you to listen to.
I hardly eat anymore
I’m surprised I sleep because most nights
It’s just me and that feeling of love gone wrong.

And i wish that i could forget about you
and move on,
seems like you have.

What went wrong?
Where did i go wrong?

I've tried crying but the tears don't come anymore,
I drag razors across my skin but it doesn't feel the same anymore.
Seems as if by body has gotten tired.
I'm tired, i'm tired of feeling this way.

Come home?
And this time, stay.
(h.s)
Let Your Words Flow
From Deep Within.
Let The Ink Smear Across The Page
From The Tip Of Your Pen.

Feel Every Emotion,
Hold Every Feeling.
Entice The Reader's Eye's,
As They Skip Along Every Line,
Dancing.

Then
Once Your Story
Sadly Reaches
It's End.

Leave The Readers,
Locked Within.
Forever Immortalizing,
The Words Your Heart Bled.
Just a quick write...kinda similar to With This Pen
But in a different direction
 May 2015 Star G
Marinela Abarca
My friends asked me to describe you.
I failed to say a word.
All my thoughts of you were rushing in my head like a blur.
No matter how hard I try, the question remained floating there.
I was silent and with one glance, they understood.
The smile on my lips was the answer.
 May 2015 Star G
Awesomeness
Dead
 May 2015 Star G
Awesomeness
They went to school, They went to work.
I sit here alone waiting till they get home I get a text saying
"Your and idiot!! Go **** yourself."
I thought of how i already get bullied enough,
I can't take it. I get the chair and rope I hid in my closet,
I hang the rope from the ceiling fan, and make a video.
I am saying how horrible my life is and that I am just a waste of flesh,
I get up on the chair and put the rope around my neck,
I lip sync "Goodbye." as a kick the chair out from under me.
I died instantly.
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