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Shrika May 2020

~ rewind, replay,
regret, repeat. ~


I stop on this
crafty bridge of time,

scraping my nails
against
the rails of reasons
piercing my gut,

scarring
my already
withered psyche,

clouding my
tarnished mind,

clawing at my
distorted reality,
excruciatingly;

questioning
my existence .


Today it changes.
Sometimes, thoughts are my own enemies, trying to learn some positivity.
the key that opens also locks - choose your actions carefully
Unpolished Ink Jan 2020
Your average girl

Is mostly Grrr

With a bit of whirl!
Guilty Dec 2019
10
Tie me to my bedframe with shoelaces
Touch every inch of my body when I can't resist
Touch me, Please me, Long for me
Tied to my bed with shoelaces
Hello? Someone? Like, a hot girl? Yes? Please?Thank you?
Bethie Nov 2019
I haven't written a poem
In 10 months, almost
Which is the same amount of time
We've been dating

And in the past 10 months
I've learned a lot
I learned to show emotions
And to cry

I learned the joy of having a person
To love and to love me
And I also learned the complete and utter pain
Of constant distance

I learned to not fear companionship
Or intimacy
And I realized how much it hurts
To miss those things

So these past 10 months
Grew me
I was handed my greatest dream
And biggest fear
Truest tell tale thoughts
Endearing entertaining
Well wrought words written
Vic Mar 2019
But
It wasn't ****
Because I said yes
To you
I'm writing a small poem every day about how I feel or the world around me. This is #10
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