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Philomena Jun 18
I wanna break free from my humanity
I wanna release the animal in me
Break free from your curiosity
You're gonna give me what I need

I've got blood on my hands
No guilt on my conscience
The war in your path, the "*** in your violence"
All of my flaws, I wear 'em with honor
A purple heartbreak for all we've suffered

I am the enemy
Greg Jones Apr 16
Calling me.
Leaving me messages saying how you’re sorry.
Voice mailbox is full, it’s exhausting.

Texting me.
Repeating feelings you already expressed.
At this point, I don’t know what you expect.

You swear you’ve been going through some changes.
You wanna know what I find strange is?
You were better the way you were.
But you wanted to be somebody.
Made me think I was nobody.
Hooking up with girls at parties.
Only cared when I was departing.
Now I’m becoming somebody.
Now you wanna love my body.
But you shouldn't love nobody.
‘Cause you’re just gonna hurt somebody.

It’s not fair, don’t make me say this.
Don’t try to make me reminisce.
We can’t go back to fish and chips.
We can’t get back that rooftop kiss.

You don’t get it, you don’t get it.
This dream you have of us, forget it.
I’m someone new, someone new.
And you’re just someone that I knew.
When the trouble has come
And chase me with a gun
Makes me feel such as dumb
There is no escape cause i'm blind
but i hope still can see the sun

I try everything but i can't
I try to run
To reach something that i can find
That maybe can replace this numb

I don't need those thumbs
All i need is just the one

Someone please rescue me from this hunt
When i face the valley i just wanna jump
Show me the way so i can stay calm
Teach me how to be bright and shine
Cause i believe a new day will come
And bring me some more fun
Waynepatrick Dec 2018
Sick of being on my knees,sick of missing the right key,
Of blaming the world and always deflecting the blame from me,
Not doing what I should have done,not allowing myself to have fun,
Being irresponsible and not practising what I preach,
Allowing myself to be ignorant and listening to the people who say I can't,
Tired of being this way,tired of feeling sorry for myself,
I promise to be better,I'll do my duties to the latter,
Not stutter in my deeds,not falling for these traps,
Disappointing those who believe in me,lying to those who trust me,
Being a coward when I should be brave,not giving what I should have gave,
Allowing distraction to occupy me,not abiding by my principles,
For all these I am to blame,I've learnt enough already,
I'm ready to make a change then up my game,
Whatever's at stake,I will take the steps,
However small or minute,I will no longer scream like a broken thing,
I am a brand new me.

The only time I don't feel alone because the Earth is crying too.

Tomorrow, the Sun will appear and everything I feel in this moment will disappear.

Rinse my soul and I shall be brand new
Sam Jul 2018
You know life is never easy
to stand up and be strong completely.
You fight battles everyday in your way out
and lose things that you love —
makes you crazy.
You step out in your ground just to break free
but your heart was stuck in your memories.
You think you will never make it
so you give up tryin' to be lonely.
But you know,
you could change it
if you believe that you can —
you can make it.
Be the new version that you wanted,
it's never too late to be the real you.
It's never too late to be the real you.
cait-cait Jun 2018
ive worn a brand my entire life
that’s been
stamped across my forehead.

i believe that
everyone can see it,
painted red with little girl blood.

all my life people have taken chunks
from me, and all my life,
i’ve given people chunks.

i believe that maybe if i were different
i would be perfect.
im cruel, and im sorry.
I’ve never felt comfortable my entire life and i just realized it’s killing me. I did something I might get in trouble for and I’m scared.
corporal May 2018
We will meet them with our brand new crown.
I wish they'd seen us lose our expensive graces in divine nights.
Did they find their soul or lost it along with their maps.
Either way, we'd still walked beyond the line.
empty seas Apr 2018
everyone is supposed to have a brand
there’s the mom friend
the emo friend
the funny friend
but what am I?
I’m not quite the bookworm brand
not enough sweaters and shyness
and far too many hours on the internet
I’m not quite the movie nerdy girl
not getting contacts and taming my hair
to start dating the star football player
I’m not rude enough to be the rebel
I’m not nice enough to be the good girl
I’m not outgoing enough to be the leader
I’m not smart enough to be the geek
I’m not something enough to be anything

And if that’s true
my brand is nothing
I’m nothing
Just some thoughts
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