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belle Sep 2014
the loneliness comes over me like a tsunami, there is no hope in escaping,
"everywhere is the same". thats all i get. im stuck in a long tunnel with a debatable light glowing at the end. being different is both a blessing and a curse. being have made it this far, i do my best to warn others. if you don't fit the 'mold' then you need to move on else where, or you'll be trapped like myself. forced surrounded by a molded population, stuck in-between trying to fit in, and trying to remain the person that started this 4 year journey. High school is hell. and being "popular" isn't fulfilling, fake smiles, fake laughs, it's all a show really. everyone is just trying to survive, but it's not that simple. generation after generation we have been taught that fitting in is the only possible way. "try and blend. it'll make things easier. We love you, but the others may not see in you what we do". it's not worth not being happy. you know, things are really more ****** up than i chose to believe. I ignore the fact that I really have no true friends at my school. I ignore the idea of getting back with someone only because they make life easier. I ignore the ****** up place i've been placed in by my parents.
I know I'm young. I know i haven't experienced all there is to be experienced. but i do know high school. and it's just too much.

junior.
Nina MacDonald Sep 2014
I wish you weren't so far,
I don't mind the physical distance,
But I wish you would return my calls,
I wish you would send me lame jokes when I'm feeling down,
I wish you would tell me everything is going to be alright,
I wish you would play me music until I drifted to sleep.

And I know you found someone new,
And maybe she's prettier than me,
Or funnier,
Or more talented,
But I hope you didn't tell her,
The same things you told me.

I hope she holds your heart dearly,
I hope she makes you happy,
But I hope when you get caught in the rain,
You remember me,
And the way we danced and shared a wet smiling kiss.

I hope one day you come across my favorite record,
The one we sang to a million time,
And a smile creeps onto your face,
and you laugh at our childish ways.

I hope your father still asks about me,
And your mother still compliments me,
And brother still mocks me.

Maybe one day you'll call,
You'll ask if it's different here,
You'll tell me about her,
And maybe I won't want to hear it,
But I'll say I'm glad you're so happy,
And I'll say she sounds wonderful,
You'll tell me she is.

I won't tell you I wish I was her,
And I won't tell you I miss you,
And I won't tell you I wish I could have stayed,
And been the one to make you so happy,
And I'll tell you about my life,
And I'll make it sound better than it is,
Because I don't want you to worry.

We'll hang up,
And I won't say I love you,
And you won't say it back,
But that's okay,
Because you called,
And that's enough,
To know you thought of me.

But you didn't call.

You're still with her.

And I'm still waiting.
Elizabeth Hynes Sep 2014
You were a hurricane
I was a little cloud
I was very quiet
You were very loud
Invading my mind
You became Calm
I thought I was an ocean
But I am just a lamb.
Harmony Sep 2014
written September 24, 2014

"I'm not going to tweet and blog about how much I miss you
I'm not going to give u the satisfaction of exactly what I want to do
Yes, last night brought back memories
All the memories and feelings we once forgot
But if there's one thing that last night taught
Was that I cannot be with one who once made me distraught Conversations flicked off our tongues, we were conversing like we used to do
Nostalgia and old feelings filled my whole being, I really do miss you
But I will not go texting you telling you so
For I have grown smart enough to know
That would only be detrimental to myself
And for my health,

I mustn't give you the satisfaction of knowing that you still have strings tied around my heart
With every flick of the wrist - left right left right
My heart beats
Like a puppet on strings, you control my whole being
And like a fish on a rail, you know you have the ability to real me in at any time you desire
After all, my first time being caught was by you
You're an idiot in disguise, but why do I still fall for you when you look me in the eyes?
It's not right
For one to have the power while the other kneels at their throne begging for forgiveness"
Zoning out,
with indie music dancing in the air,
sitting alone on a couch,
my mind can't help but stray towards you.

I wonder what you are doing,
and if you ever remember me,
for my head is clogged of thoughts containing,
only you.

I'm brought back to your driveway,
90' degrees of sun beaming down on our faces,
starting to sweat but I can't let go,
saying good-bye always brings a tear to my eye.

I can still feel your strong, tight arms,
forcing pressure and intense emotion into my body,
enforcing me that you want only me...
those are the best hugs.

Then I get the thought to write my heart out,
but it's overwhelming me,
hearts pumping rapidly now,
and Im filled with so much love.

I can't wait to let it all out,
share our happiness together,
push our egos aside,
so our souls can become one.

-Kayla Cory to my love Gabriel Velasquez <3
Chelsey Sep 2014
I gave up everything
For a boy who just wants to give up.
Fa Be O Sep 2014
In the summer,
I want to sit on your bed
and eat frozen
strawberries, red,
And ice cream,
And I want to lick
The sweetness of your lips
And talk about the stars
And their myths.
In the fall,
I want to wear your sweaters to bed,
And cuddle up to you in blankets,
And drink tea and hot chocolate with you,
Crunch the leaves with our boots
And hold hands.
In the winter,
I want to make love,
Skin to skin,
And the sunlight reflecting on the snow
Filling the room,
And keeping my socks on
And feeling your hands warm under the covers.
I want to start fires with a kiss.
In the spring,
I want to be reborn with you.
I want to be green and yellow,
Like dandelions,
And your breath to ******* away.
I want to be new.
I want colors to bloom in between our hands,
To fill your heart with flowers,
To smile like a child.
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
You tell me you love me
Do you really?
It's so hard to tell
Sometimes
But maybe
If you could prove it
I might just believe you
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
My sad little boy
Out on the wall
Clutching the edge
Hoping not to fall

You probably dont know me
I know we've never spoken
But we have a lot in common
Both of our hearts are broken

May I sit next to you
And talk a little while
I know it sounds strange
But I'd love to see your smile

You're kind to me
and funny too
This laugh feels genuine
And your face doesn't look so blue

Even though we've only met
My heart begins to pour
I think this is friendship
Perhaps something more

Now it's a whole year later
And your still my closest friend
Even though we both have someone else
My feelings for you still have no end

So I'll keep the secret
Of the boy on the wall
Only a friend
Is Mr Dark, Handsome, and Tall.
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