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Deyer Jan 2016
All I see at bars is bouncing, smiles,
and laughter full of sad eyes and
repression.
A bunch of lonely
                 people
                        looking
for a warm night and a cold morning.
Connections built to a beat, and you
      have to blame
all parties
because that's what bars are for.
A house of human fluid,
dank floors filled with
feet and fluttering hearts,
moving parts when all
any of us needs
is a real caring conversation.
A real daring contemplation,
I know, but though I'm a young
anomoly, I honestly believe
these thieves of youth are used to their
dishonest truths.

We don't even know it's a problem.
Hanna Kelley Jan 2016
You let go. Move forward. And yes, sometimes it hurts.
Life is like monkey bars
Leah Nov 2015
gimme that elmwood walk where we don't acknowledge each other;
my lips feel on fire and I
count the steps
for every sidewalk square;
1,2
3,4.
9/26/15
Cat Fiske Oct 2015
I want to be loved,
more than you feel unloved,
more then I tell you daily,
I love you sweetie,
Love you more then I want you,
to just love me,
and feel my love surround you,
hold you,
and have you hold me,
but you don't
you walk the otherway free,
and leave me in a cell,
and you come and go as you please,
and when you do visit me,
it's like a cell block tango of emotions,
as if you throw me behind bars,
untouched,
unloved,
by you,
when I just want you to,
hold me.
I just wanted you too.
Big D Edwards Oct 2015
A,B,C
Time to give this girl the D
I don't like no Es
Boys better not forget
That I'm a G
Bars
There are millions of bars in this city
and I found you in one of them
Sitting next to a girl who was pretty
Drinking beer, trying to feel alive again

There are millions of broken hearts in this city
I found a piece of yours left on the stool
You walked out into the street all empty
In the shadows of people that´d never know you

There are millions of cried tears in this city
and I found some in your brown eyes
A mix of loneliness and self pity
Marking every sidewalk before sunrise

There are millions of lost souls in this city
and I found you for a little while
Back then I was naivé and pretty
For a minute we made each other smile

There are millions of bars in this city
and I found you in one of them
Sitting next to a girl who was pretty
Drinking beer, trying to feel alive again
I started this last night and finished tonight.. Streetlights are on outside. I hope you like it.

Ps. If anyone has a good idea for a name for this poem, please let me know.

Copyright @ Johanna Magdalena
Brianna Sep 2015
I've been falling asleep in the back of the bar lately & I am not sure which way is up and which way is down.
"He" leads me down the stairs to the parking lot and rips my dress off me like its ***** laundry... But who he is... I don't even know.

It's been long enough for me to move on and get over you but there's something in the way the light shines against my hands that makes my heart ache.

You aged like wine and I aged like moldy cheese but we never found the perfect combination to keep us together.

I've been falling asleep in bars... And the bartender told me I can't come back anymore.
"He" took me home... But where that is.... I don't even know.

I don't think we were meant to end quite yet but you took two steps back with each one of my steps forward. I leapt before I could even crawl let alone walk.

You are still perfectly unhappy and I'm still researching the meaning of life... And even though part of me doesn't want you back... The other part of me still wants one last kiss.

I've been falling asleep in bars since i returned back west & I don't know if I'm just exhausted or miserable these days... But man... I hate beer.
Scarlet Niamh Sep 2015
We are in agony all of the time
And we want to scream it away,
Yet we must keep ourselves quiet for the sake of the world
As it wants to keep us in its cage
For the benefit of their dignity;
Kept intact like the solidity
Of our unbreakable, inescapable prison cells.
~~ Some people will do everything they can to keep control over you, even if it means them denying you the help you need. ~~
I actually found someone I prefer more than
The xan
I would rather remember the time I spend on him
I want to feel every touch and breath he gives me
He addicts me more than
This xan
When I’m incoherent and don’t understand the world for a few hours
When I’m so weak
And so useless
So dumb
He keeps the danger away and I’m safe in his arms and
The xan never gave a **** about me
It made me stop thinking
But it also made me stop caring
About everything and everyone
But him
He was stronger than
The xan
He never ruined me
And the xan sure did
I can turn away from it now
But him, I can’t
I used to dance with little white, yellow, and green bars in my butterfly filled stomach
Until I lost my balance and
That xan
Did me so wrong
But he
Only wanted to help and I fell in love with that
In love with him
His
I didn’t want to belong to the xan
I wanted to die by the xan
Except now, he made me love this life
Made me realize that I can
Without the xan
My boyfriend tastes better
Makes me feel better
Takes care of me better
Than
Any kind of xan I
Could ever find
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