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alexa Apr 2018
i guess you never know
when you've gone too far,
you take & you take & you take,
and you break my self esteem and god i want
to hate you so bad,
but i never write about you so i guess my words mean
i care too much,
or not enough, or somewhere in between.
the lines of my heart are blurring with
the ones in my head, because
sometimes i even think i want you
(i know-- crazy, right?)
but i am a wildflower and you-
you are the hurricane trying to stamp me into the ground.
i told you i can take a joke
but it's raining a little too hard this time.
Dazed Dreaming Apr 2018
Now this is just me venting.
So, however this may come across,
I love my best friend.
But sometimes I don't agree with the way you do things.

You may think that I don't know **** about life.
If I'm being honest that's how you always make me feel.
But you should know by now that I don't lie to my friends.
I don't care how much you may want me to tell you what you wanna hear.
I'm just not the one.

You may have not had real friends in your life.
And it's kinda sad that I have to do this...
But hi, I'm what a real loyal friend looks like.
Surprise!!!
I would never steer you the wrong way.

So I listen to all your concerns.
I listen to you vent.
I listen to you cry.
And when you have no options or ideas on how to change certain situations in your life.
I am there every single time supplying you with them.

And you have an excuse for every single thing I suggest.

So naturally...
I've grown upset.
Naturally I'm frustrated.
Naturally this has ****** me off.

You think you know best about everything, and if that were true I don't believe you'd actually be in the mess you're in.

So For the millionth and final time, let me tell you this...
You cannot just expect your life and your situation to change by ******* about it.
To get something different, you must do something different.
If you want your situation or your life to change then you need to be willing to do something you've never done.



But what the hell do I know.
Ughhhhhh lol
Nana Mar 2018
I sometimes don't want to talk to people
like everyone just gets so annoying
and I just need some 'me' time
some time alone.

and when you ask to be alone,
people find it rude and they even call you antisocial.

and when you stay amongst people with moody you
they say you're giving them attitude

like what am I supposed to do exactly
what do y'all want exactly?
why is society so freaking confusing and unappreciative
Someone tell me, Someone give me an answer please.
Amy Mar 2018
I can’t describe
What stirs inside
Is it disgust?
I’m scared of life
Nothing calls me.

My head is melting
Hot wax in my eyes
You’re different now,
A grey sludge surrounds you

To touch you would be
an open mouth of sharpest teeth
Words aren’t forming
Static in my head

My voice box aches with longing
Fingertips itching
Eyes are locked away
Far away calls me.
Nyx Mar 2018
You have got yourself into a quite a mess
But you still want to cause some trouble
Two girls perfectly in love with you
Yet you just sit there, and simply begin to chuckle

Your reputation gone
Since you cheated on you last girlfriend
But you simply made it worse
cause the girl you cheated with was my friend
You ****** over two year levels in a single day
But you refuse to stray from your fuckboi ways

You got drunk and cried at your last party
I want a long term relationship but I always **** it up
Well no **** sherlock your kind of a stud

I feel slight pity for him tho
As hes been completely outcasts
But as soon as I begin talking to him
He attempts to slide in real fast

Now his game begins again
Except this times its with his childhood friend
Another girl from our year level
Fresh out of a bad relationship
And now they will fight for him
A battle I know they will never win
Cause this boy won't be held down,
he's enjoying this
Watching with an amused grin

Both know of his boyish ways
And neither believe they will be betrayed
Here they are both telling me their woes
And how much they hate each other
Fighting for his affection
When instead his eyes are wondering in another direction

He flirted and wants to hookup with me
We made plans to do it tonight, there is a big party on, and that's seems like the perfect time
but that in itself, its own kind of mess
I don't particularly want to create
I don't fancy being another one of those girls
that he puts into his trophy case

Boy, Your trying to play me
But you somehow forget who I am
I am the one that finds out everything
That is the advantage I have
You are a pretty smooth talker
I agree, that's true

but next time you decide to play this, take aim
Attempt to pick players who don't know the game
Cause simply I'm the one of the ones that do
So this round of the games is kind of *******
Just a random fuckboi, attempting to get in my a bunch of my friends, and they all have a thing for him but I found out hes flirting with all of them but isint intetested
Broadsky Mar 2018
I feel stranded and I feel watched.
Like a prisoner.
I hate it.
**** everything and everyone.
Rose Feb 2018
Your thoughts go blank
Nothing seems right
Nothing is good enough
Or it doesn't make sense put together
You want to write
To spill your guts out onto paper
But you don't have the words to make it happen
I have writers block.
2-12-18
Matt Walls Jan 2018
Trolley lost with abandoned rage
Car park full an inverted cage
Wind and rain oh what a bore
Loose trolley smashed into your door

Ketchup bottle top, tons of crud
Sink full up from your best bud
Jobs not finished or badly rushed
And toilets stinky left unflushed.

Don't get me started on internet bloggers
Or motorway madness middle lane hoggers
At roundabouts waiting, sitting keen
Folks turn off no indicator seen

Another thing that gets my gaul
Are those that drive with no lights at all
And later patience is almost gone
Come home to find all lights left on

Don't get me wrong I do complain
When the tv's drowned out with a plane
So tonight I'll sit down with a beer
And wish you all, Happy New year.
chloe fleming Dec 2017
"What are you afraid of?" I ask,
Is the thought of me and you tangled together
Limb by limb, so repulsive to you
That you'd rather be sitting
Out in the cold, snow covered streets
Haunted by the thought,
"What could have been"
"We're wasting time," I breathe
Into your collarbone that is usually heaving with a sigh.
You shake your head and respond,
No.
Is it me that you are afraid of?
Does my intensity for love and even for you, keep you awake?
Tell me, my darling, is it me?
I know I burn houses with these hands
And break windows with my screams.
I am intense, and passionate, and ******* crazy.
But I am not scared.
I am not scared to grip your cheeks
And plunge myself into your lips, into your body.
I am not afraid of the moment before we ****
That your body convulses with passion and your extremities stretch toward my very being.
You are a wildfire I never want to be put out.
You burn me, time and time again
But I am the oxygen that keeps your flames thriving
And you are the fire that keeps my heart warm.
"What are you afraid of?" I ask,
He looks at me with the stars in his eyes and looks down,
"Us".
His body creases with pain
And in that moment I know,
I know that even though we are the fire,
Maybe, just maybe, I am engulfing him in my flames.
Jellyfish Nov 2017
There’s never any pausing with you.
You’re always asking me to do more things for you.
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