#back poems on Hello Poetry

Somewhatdamaged May 2020

I am a freak of nature
I am control
I am the silence in your voice
When you can't seem to hold
I am the one you push around
Just like a *****
I am the one
You keep begging for more
I am control

All these words
Running through back of my mind
Leave me alone
No I can't stand on my own

Start to humiliate you?
You're acting like you're the only one
With what you've been through
Leave me alone
I will stand on my own

All I am is a **** burden
Then why am I not forgotten?
Calling me just to ******* argue!
Did I disappoint you?
And let you down
You can't even grasp with what I've been through
Leave me alone
No more talking
Through back of my mind!

I'll lead you where you want to go
I'll never let you loose control
I am control!

You made me this way
And I couldn't stay away
Or did I choose to be this way?
Either way
I am my biggest ******* mistake
Mr. Self Destruct!

those endless words that control you...I am my own demise!

#self #destruct #voice #back #mind #control #***** #more #away

Iwan Glyn May 2020

Washing machine

As I fill the washing machine;
I think.

What a memorable scene,
As the washing machine fills
So do my eyes.

Like left over dries,
I think,
How you stained my soul.

With a green breathless dream,
I think.
How you stood next to an open fire,
I think

Your soot stained face,
Stained in every perfect place
I think.

When it turns around,
soap suds are seen.
So are my empty dreams.

#emotion #domestic #tasks #looking #back

-elixir- May 2020

As you leave me

Throwback, to those days,
when you held me
close to your *****.
                                                                       With your tender voice,
                                                                        care and kisses all over,
                                                                        as you lull me to sleep.
Your withered hands,
filled with devotion,
Now entangle with mine,
                                                                       As I sing your lullabies,
                                                                       While you pass on to,
                                                                        the greater beyond.

#leave #loss #mom #mother #death #miss #throwback #come #back

Jean-François Daignault May 2020

Broken

Broken
Broken
Broke
My back is broken
It pulls the air
Out of my lungs and
Silences
My song

#broken #back #air #silence #song

Sillva Apr 2020

Losing Inspiration

I lost my self in this
Wonderless adventure.
Trying to find the way of my pen.
I drove my self into this endless cave,
Hiding my self from this world.
A continuous circle I need to break.
Beginning things an yet far from finishing.
Times like these remind me of when I left my thoughts and feelings
Not interacting with one another.
A fight between 2 Wild Dogs.
An my emotions poured into these empty bottles.
Turning my body into a empty shell.
Letting this Universe I call Inspiration Go.
"Its every where in something Creative".
Scratching the surface, crawling back to my feet.
Trying to connect all these dots,
Bringing me back to this Stimulated Mentally,
That I Call being a POET.

                                                                                BY
                                                                                     ERS

#inspiration #findingmy #way #back

A Apr 2020

- the intruder

He'll come back
He always does
Finding his way back into your bones that carried him for so long
Returning to your blood, leaving it burning and cold at the same time
And even your hips will remember his hands, as they reach up towards them
Whilst your stomach will feel the exact same revolting butterflies as it used to

You'll find him everywhere
You'll see him in your words, the ones he taught you to say
In your chest, when it's getting harder to breath
You'll even taste him in your mouth from when you breathed him
From when you let him get into every inch of you
And now he'll always come back
Not for you, but he'll always come back

#always #back #love #remember #everywhere #taste #feel

Georgia Grace Apr 2020

The Sprint (part 2)

The news said it would be sunny,
Yet the sky is back by clouds.
Usually everything around me is all happy and aloud.
Yet there is not a whisper
not a sound.
Should I be worried?
Should I take that run?
Is it safe here?
Or
has something gone wrong?

The bird are chirping now,
Yet they resemble more like screams.
Why is the air now *****,
When is has always been so clean!

The second part of my 15 year old self poetry. Haha not much has changed. Happy im finally getting back into it.

#back #readon #enjoy #intrigues #run

Georgia Grace Apr 2020

The sprint (Part 1)

Spring has come around,
Yet there isn't any colour.
The walls are rumbling,
Yet the windows do not shatter.
My feet are planted firmly on the ground,
Yet I feel like I am floating.
What has happen?
What has become?
I was told all is fine,
Yet I want to run.

Found a poem I wrote when I was about 15 and thought I would add it in as a little series.
Was looking for my personal favourite poem but it seems to be lost. Sadly. But I found this little fella instead. So hope you enjoy the first snippet.

#youngpoet #back #intrigues #partone #enjoy

crybaby Apr 2020

he doesn't love me back

entwined in the altogether
he calls me baby

we soul kiss as he caresses my complexion
he embraces me, I discern I am his
during the passion, he is mine

sundered, endearment is bygone
our romance is maybe
disoriented and forsaken, my days are now rainy

#love #melancholic #romance #anxiety #he #doesnt #me #back

Bob Apr 2020

I'll be here

It hurts to be in
This position.

Tossed aside
But I know you
Have your reasons
And I know you've made your decision

But.

Just know.

That.

when you call
I'll run back to you
I'd go through hell
To give you paradise
I'd feel all pain
Just to see you smile again

When you change your mind
You'll know
I'll be here
To find
Us again.

Inspired by a song: Old Money by Lana del Rey.

#coming #back #to #love #you