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You broke me.
But you also left enough space just to keep me hoping
Yes, you broke me.
And I'll never forget the look on your face when I told you I can't keep coping

You ******* broke me.
And it keeps me awake at night
**** it man, it broke me.
Not being able to look in your eye

It broke me.
Always accepting all your excuses
Of course it broke me.
Since all your actions left me with bruises

Did you know the hurt never decreases
The love I gave with my whole heart now shattered into pieces.
And yes, I'm still breaking.
Because a broken heart will forever keep waiting.
mysterie Jul 13
this feeling of
upset,
frustrated,
sad,
misunderstood,
mad --
just makes me want
to rip my hair out of my head
and punch something.

knowing i full well
do not have the strength
to do
either.

i would break my knuckles
punching something,
and hurt my hands trying to
pull all my hair out.

im too weak.
that's what this was all about anyway,
im mad because im weak,
im sad because im too quiet,
im frustrated because no one hears me!
no one truly understands
my brain
and that will never change
no matter what i do.

no one but me is in here.

i feel things loudly,
and it feels like
im being swallowed
by multiple intense
feelings
all at
once.

and it's just too much,
for one girl.
one brain.
one heart.
one voice.

it makes me want to yank my hair out
and punch something
until my knuckles are red and ******.
this is not edited, just checked. its very raw, my feelings are just really big right now and i don't know what to do with them.
date wrote: 13/7
i missed your voice

so i turned on the songs i always imagined you'd sing

on the corner of my bed


just to look for your voice amongst the others'

somehow i always find it
eliana Jun 19
Someday you will cry for me
Like I cried for you.
Someday you'll miss me
Like I missed you.
Someday you'll need me
Like I needed you.
Someday you'll love me,
But I won't love you.
ismail Jun 3
loving you feels like standing in the rain
calling out to someone who never turns around
like i am always a few steps behind
always almost reaching you

you never ask me to stay
but you never ask me to leave either
and so i stay
hoping my presence fills the silence you do not know how to speak through

i see you shut down
fold into yourself like a house with no lights on
and i wait outside the door
cold
but willing

sometimes it feels like i give you all my warmth
and watch you wear it like armor
never noticing the chill i am left with

i want to be angry
i want to scream that this is not fair
that love is not meant to feel so lonely
but instead i go quiet
and keep loving you in the only way you seem to allow

and maybe you will never say it
but i think you know
i think you see all that i carry
all that i lose to make space for your silence

and that is enough
apricot May 21
i wanna scream
and shout
and let it all out
Emery Feine May 17
You make me into something I’m not
You spread lies and misjudge me
I want to be angry
I know I deserve to be

You tell me the same thing
You try to change my mind
But I know what I want
And I know you’re not kind

And I know you’re reading this, Mia
And you know this isn’t about you
This isn’t about anyone in particular
But you should be angry too
if we hold onto hope, we’ll have our happy ending
Elaine C May 16
we all talk
about the now
being in the know
knowing where to go
going where we already know

where is now?
geographically, not mentally.
where must i be
to be present
presenting the PowerPoint
my life on display
is it Jakarta? berlin?
baku, beijing or dublin?

how is now served to you?
any dietary requirements to be aware of?
hot or cold? or even, lukewarm?
is it customized to your liking?
or unaltered? half cooked?
medium rare?

do you tip the server
of your now dish?
or consume it
on your genetically altered past plate
with your fragile future fork
knowing when you're done
you'll pay the bare minimum?

when you purchase your now house
and live in it with your now wife
and now kids
with a cute now dog
will you wonder who lost their now
so you could have yours?
now
TheLees May 6
Listen.
Stop not listening.

I’ve been tapped.
Sap bleeds.
It stings where sweetness lives.

Give me your ears.
I’ll torch ‘em to caramel.
I don’t need your lips,
your yowls, your static.
But taste.

Just ******* syrup.

Your screech gnaws
at the stem of my melody.

Eat the fruit.
Chew the pit.
Dear reader, chew the pit.
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