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T'yana Brown Jun 2018
Fighting that person in the mirror
Flashbacks of your future is what’s feared most
Why couldn’t you standup
Why are you so silent

SPEAK UP !!!!

No one can hear you
Are you really going to allow this to happen
I guess so cause like a coward you’ll crawl back into that bottle
Drink away the Shame caused by pain
Knowing this is temporary satisifation

Here’s your chance to seek help
Although it’s tough and heart felt
As you begin to think to speak
Your drowning in water with stones tied to your feet

OPEN YOUR **** MOUTH !!!
Because you truly need this help
Too embarrassed to say
I stood up walked out because I didn’t want you to find out this way
Kirill Jun 2018
I'm not ashamed,
No, not at all.

Not when I fell,
Nor begged, nor crawled.

Not when I died,
My sacrifice.

But when we lost our paradise.

No, I am not,
I say to you.

I'm not ashamed,
To stand by you.

But if I were,
Would it be okay?

Would you see it in me if I stayed?

I'm not ashamed,
No, not at all.

How dare you show your face at all.

I'm not ashamed of all my pain.

The pain is real,
I feel again.

I'm not ashamed,
No not at all.

You did me wrong,
And aren't appalled.

You string your life,
With bows and ribbons.

While I lay here,
In my submissions.

But I'm not ashamed.
No, not at all.

I'm never there,
To take a call.

I'm not ashamed,
A lesson learned.

This apathy I feel I earned.

I am not ashamed,
But  I am slowly numbing.

Too much substance in my body
got me feeling funny
Cana Apr 2018
Spring time morning sun
Warming my back,
I got lost in the pages of hello poetry
A gargoyle perched on a step
Unmoving, hesitantly... statuesque

A northern mockingbird took rest on my foot
A moments respite from beating wing
And gravity defying flight
My poor heart jumped at his sudden touch
And my foot ****** up and away
Those unexpected scratchings
My coffee cup flying

The mockingbird was no better
All grace and glide destroyed
Frantic scrabble of feathered pinions
Escape from this simulacrum come to life.

Now, From his new purchase he examines me
Suspicious eyes, blaming.
An oddity such as me. And I him.

Needless to say, we both barely survived the encounter.
I almost died from fright. So did he though. So we’re even.
Fort Lauderdale birds. Eish
Just a girl Jan 2018
How can it be you're so toxic for me, but you remain my favorite human?
What the **** is wrong with me?

How can you love a person with all of your being and yet know it can never be?

Does this make me crazy?
Utterly weak?


I'm ashamed of the way I feel.
Because my hearts desire reflects my sanity.
Please tell me I'm not crazy for loving someone unworthy.
july hearne Jan 2018
it has been dark out for an hour
and nothing's been done

list is too long for the marijuana
so there is too much to do
because not enough has been done
not even close

hello again yesterday,
hello over and over again
yesterday

i am locked sometime  back in highschool
outside the one hundred building
walking to the next class

those faces passing by every school day
of that life
in all the same faces
there are two faces
black turtleneck boy smiling at me through his long bangs
i ignored, never made eye contact
or wondered

no john hughes action there

other guy calling out
something about me or the guy i was with
and what freaks  we were

i responded by spitting in his face
it surprised him
which surprised me

walking away
taking all the wrong steps
take me down
to the paradise city
where the grass is green
and the girls are pretty
Ela Das Jan 2018
Have I done something wrong
Is this a sin
Should the truth wait so long
Or let the lie win

Everything happens at it's accurate time
Whether it's fame, love or money
Life is full of every taste including lime
Cuz it refuses to leave any

Everyone does some bad in it's hunger
Then accepts it as a big blunder
Later on these mistakes get never healed
And then they remain as one's guilt..
Lexi Nov 2017
A shamed of who i am.
A shamed of what i am doing.
And horrified of what i have become.
It started as a hunger for anything.
A wish for that depth within something.
But slowly that desire i had is fading.
And -
The true glimpse of what i have started surrounds me.
The grip of reality and emotions plays loud in my hollow mind
It's hands devouring themselves around my already weak neck
Strangling this life i chose to live.
I thought it would end happily.
What I thought was wrong.
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