#bitter poems on Hello Poetry

Isabella Rose Oct 2018

insane

she was insane
slowly losing her mind
Her eyes were dark with the lust of insanity
she was desperate for something to **** her,
something toxic and poisonous to enter her bloodstream
A kiss
or even
a regret
all she knew is that she wanted to feel pain
she wanted to know what it would feel like
to have her heart ripped out of her chest
she already knew that pain though
she wanted to know what it would feel like to die while living
she already had died though
And there would have been no other way
To bring life back into her
the way she had always known it before
Because she was insane
And that was all she was ever going to be
never to undo
and never to untouch the bitterness that lingered through her bones
that made her insane

#dark #insane #regret #hurt #love #lust #hate #anger #bitter #heartbreak

Abby Reynolds Sep 2018

Bitter

I secretly hope
on the long nights when it feels like the sun will never beam on your face again
that
you'll think of me softly
I pray you'll imagine me reaching for your fingertips
lacing them with my own
maybe you'll remember
me grazing your cheek with the soft part of my small hands
scooping away the tears with my fingertips
doing my best to take all your sadness into my own palms
or my quiet kisses on your delicate cheek
the soft whispers of " I love you"'s and "don't give up on me"'s
the words that you didn't hear with your ears
the words that traveled in a straight shot to the inner workings of your brilliant heart
I hope on these nights
you remember who loves you most in this world
who always will
I hope for the better part of forever, I'm there with you
reminding you someone out there wants the same things you do
My last hope, is believing
that I can still keep you safe
that I'm still your refuge
when the air turns bitter

#bitter #sweet #love #symphony #romance #imissyou #heartbreak #heartache #breakup #iloveyou

Nyx Sep 2018

The comfort of blood in a world so bittersweet

Grasping my arms
Digging nails into my wrist
Feel the blood trickling down
Its warm... proof that I exist

Biting my lip
Its starting to turn white
Metallic taste lingers
I'm losing my light

Blade to my stomach
Its cold and smooth
To gain some control
I dont plan to leave so soon

Its something about
The blood that flows in my veins
Full of warmth and comfort
Its an odd sensation that keeps me sane

Under pressure and stress
Anxiety and depression
My self isolation adores me
Conjuring my regression

Though the world that is cold
That is scary and dark
This deep crimsons liquid
Staining my skin, leaving its mark

Reassuring me
That my heart still beats
That I'm alive and well
Even if the world is ever so bittersweet

#blood #cut #bitter #sweet

Twigzy Sep 2018

Suicide

Darkness suffocates me
I sence my death

My strength evaporates into nothing
I will not exist as I am

My eyes have ceased their vision
My heart offeres no beat

My screams have no voice
Just silent echos across the street

Angry words attack me, tearing my mind
Family discarded, abandoned and void

Torment has outlived my joy
It gnaws through my bones

Gashing wounds seeping with pain
No embrace ever came

My blackness is hidden
No-one can draw me out

Breathe freely this destruction of self
To gain the bitter end

Twigzy 2013

Writing this poem saved my life. I did not want a bitter end

#suicide #death #live #life #strength #bitter

Arzella Sep 2018

An ode to this one impression, savagely snuffed before its prime.

Surely you,
Jester.
Unduly-expressed.

Lambasted,
insulted.

Abrasive ...
au naturel?

I think...
Surely not.

Unless,
Had the aforementioned not just the will to rip through my throat,
but too the audacity to penetrate the inclement root you call heart.

Well, I had made my decision.
and lo!
I would have stood by it too;
had my own form of insecurity been given the chance to wilt.

Not further admonished on
how to think. how to act
How 'one' should primarily be.
Instead I lie bludgeoned,
berated;
and by the very thing that
antecedently spurred
a cascade of unsophisticated giddiness.

That too was far from the cry of a
Devil-may-care persona.
I would almost weep the lost opportunity,
Whereas I should simply, and most ardently
Just be.

#bitter #blues #vicious #violets #whimsical #whites

anon Sep 2018

bitter

drifting apart
like two sheets of ice
my love.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.
is it me?
am i the problem?
am i ever going to not be
alone?
i'm drowning.
i'm drowning and i can't see the light
that once was so bright.
i'm blinded by darkness
yet my eyes are open wide.
when did i become so bitter?
so jaded?
facing problems i've never faced before
has made me weary.
she is forgetting
me, our memories, everything.
i want to flee.
from this town, from this world
from life.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.

i've been struggling. i've never had a friend problem where i actually want to hold on to it. but its just not working out. this growing dislike towards her just keeps growing each day. i'm not depressed though this feeling of betrayal from friends, this feeling of drifting apart from someone i once thought was dear... it's..hard. and the worst part is she doesn't care. And now i don't too.

#drifting #relationship #friend #love #bitter #jaded #flee #escape #irrelevant #life

Nathanael Xavier Hueso Sep 2018

Unsold Stories

Soothsaying sentences sung
Under moons; shining constellations.
Beyond shallow shores of unsold stories,
Lie sun-soaked shadows;
The sinking sensations of separation.
Stay inside the safety of the stars,
But pray for slow-burning scars.

#story #love #bitter #pray #spiritual #loneliness

elle jaxsun Sep 2018

about me

a warm cup of coffee
with cinnamon and honey

a little bitter, a little lovely

but hot as hell just the same

it's a rewrite but i might rewrite again

#coffee #cinnamon #honey #bitter #lovely #funny #humor #notreallyaboutme #wellkindof