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Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2019
You hold the beauty of angels
I see darkness in your eyes
Should have known from the moment we met
You are the devil in disguise
Just a jaded poem I wrote during a breakup a long time ago
pio son pie Sep 2019
the bitterest, bitter
guiltiest, guiltier
trying to reach out the flag out from here
most hidden, more hidden
can't...
How does anxiety-disorder feel like?
Tear into these sweet
Autumn memories;
Break the girl silent,
Desperate,
Bitter.
Bind fall tightly at the wrists,
Restraint or protection?

The shrouded but
Shining collapse,
Rhythmic and raging,
A heavenly surrender
From a sinful woman.
Desperate,
bitter,
Just in time for winter.
Gelz Sep 2019
I want to rip my name
              out of your throat  
You are not allowed
                  to speak it anymore.
Isheanopa Zvobgo Sep 2019
Before you, I drank Ovaltine and Strawberry milk.
Before you, I had decaff half shot Latte's


Now I relish triple shot expresso's with no sweetener.
and even they don't compare,

to
the bitterness

                        of your aftertaste.
And its these feelings of you, that course through me like Caffeine.
Abdallah Osman Aug 2019
So I am back
And here we go again
With our bitter sweet relationship
You give me enough reason to be around you

When I am, I hold back tears
Not of joy
Of pain

Why do you have to complicate the very little of things?
Why do I need to see you, before you show me love?
Why do I have to withstand your hold ups?
Oh Lagos, why now?
Ophelia Aug 2019
the devil on my shoulder
he tells me to be selfish
get what i want
but that's stealing
devil, i cannot steal such a valuable treasure
it doesn't belong to me

the angel in my heart says be the one for others
be the one he wants and desires
your life will be misery
at the expense of him
be the girl he wants, don't be selfish
for being selfish is a sin
be there when he needs someone, but don't burden him with your thoughts
he deserves better than to deal with you
but he chose to
angel, so did the one who has my heart
he chose me
girl, you were put here to be the therapist
not the client
don't get it mistaken
tabitha Aug 2019
i am a runaway

i forgot to bring my toothbrush

i left my mother
because i had to leave my father
i left my sisters
because i had to leave my brothers

i don't use toothpaste because of fluoride

i deserted my sorrows,
so i could grow new ones
i let them plant seeds
became tumbling little weeds

i forgot to floss

but they were mine
and so were you
and you
and you
until you weren't

menthol makes me nauseous

i still curse your name when there is no one around
i can still taste your stale lies
rising like sewage
lodging between the cracks in my teeth

my jaw grinds in my sleep

some people claim halitosis is not a real condition
those people don't know what it's like
to be left alone,
with a belly full of acid,
tobacco on your tongue,
and a mouthful of anger
the memory of an ex-lover is like bad breath
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