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mjad Jan 2018
Oneee                          
       Twoo                
             Threeee

In then out
Breathe, don't shout
Think, don't fight
It will be alright
Samreen Nov 2017
The harder you push,
The harder I fight back.
Calm and peace, in a rush
I guess, is what I lack.

You call it back answering,
I feel it's self-defense.
Your anger is transferring,
Replacing my common sense.

You always love maligning me,
Doesn't it mar your integrity?
I won't back down, as you can see,
I'll always uphold my dignity.

What I fail to realize is that
In this game of losing and winning,
My fight, I feel, is for good but
The Satan in me is grinning.

How much ever hard I try,
Virtuous be the intention of what I do
Resolute I am, refusing to cry
Vexation, the reason I am becoming you.
Janie Hobby Nov 2017
What do I write about?
  Should I still write about you?                                                                    
Should I write about my heartache?
And the pain you put me through?                                                              
Give me something to write about?
Should I write about our history?                                                                
about the arguments between us?
The glory you felt above me?                                                                        
I need something to write about
Should I speak of your manipulative ways?                                              
The way you would blame I
Your mistakes became mine                                                                          
it made it all a lie
Cyril Oct 2017
My voice causes ripples,
tsunami wave crashing, filling, whipping, turning
These words are what strengthen me.
Because after the storm there's always peace.
Not sure why some people’choose to argue for no reason,
My life revolves around resolution.
"There's a whole new world here,
and you're trying to debate who God is
Ignoring all the growing plants
And animals feeding on them
Turning a blind eye to the hunters, gatherers, and civilizations.
Look at the tadpoles

Watch how the blades of grass bend to the windchime lullaby through mountains like passengers on the T in
Boston

Witness detail before you try to figure out some black and white
yes and no answer.
Try empathy.

Discuss common ground
on where the rivers are,
which spiders are poisonous
which sliders just look that way.
Don't ever decide who gets to name
god.

Decide who gets to name the blades of
grass.

Agree on who names the spider.
You can name the trees.
I'll name the oceans

before you know it
this new world
has a place for both of us

and isn't that world more beautiful?"
Genevieve Apr 2017
Love me like you want me &
           Want me enough to love me unconditionally!
        Be the something that shines within my soul ;
      
         Please do not destroy me instead Embrace me
          I know sometimes you just simply wish to erase me and shut me up with some jerky line!

      I Pray you can forgive me for all the hurt I have caused over time,
      You have no clue the cost it was to have ever broken your heart;
       I am constantly repaying for it with each and every weak spot you find
when we argue from time to time!

        I get to relive what I did or did not or it's all in your head;
For me even though I still have you and you chose to stay
it is almost unbearable on some days.

Guilt Swallows me whole; knowing at any moment you could
choose to act out just to punch back but you claim you'd never do that although I call BS!!

I beg to differ since there are times we relive my past tending to point the fingers! My actions made me weak and guilty too so please don't punish me by withholding love to me from you.

Crying at night when you do not see
this sometimes is the story of me,
So just know this now I have and will always be
In-Love with you giving you everlasting love from me!
Just please do not keep on punishing me.
For those times you ******* up , Some tiny and some huge we all sin and make mistakes so this is for you, and all who go forwards feeling guilty or like their being repeatedly punished for something long ago, Its hard to get them to love you like they did once before.
matthew Feb 2017
Do you remember
The way her long hair fell,
And shone in the light?

Do you remember
Coming home and seeing her work,
The room filled with colored squares,
As she painted from old pots and jars?

Do you remember
The way she looked at you,
As if you were her entire world?

I remember.
I remember it all.
I remember the screaming,
the fights,
And the feeling that they may last forever.

I remember the pleading,
Begging her to stay,
As she fled your apartment,
Her items like a stampede,
making their way out the door.

I remember the first night alone,
The smashed picture frames,
Her face now a stranger,
Lying in the shards.
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