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Maja 1d
Life was
like being dropped from a hundred feet
then asked to run on broken legs

was like being told to drink acid,
then asked to speak without a tongue

Life was
like being set on fire,
then asked why

youโ€™re burning
Mirror, Mirror
Why do I see you?
A vile creature it is,
an ugly unforeseeable future

Mirror, Mirror
Oโ€™ shattered Mirror
I look down at the pieces
And see more of it
Ugly, so ugly
Undesirable, ugly, horrid
A vile creature!

The blood is scattered
laying with the pieces too
I look down at it
and I see the body of Mine too
So frail and spindly
I could snap it in two

๐˜Š๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜Š๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ
๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ
๐˜ˆ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ!
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ?
๐˜‰๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ
๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ
Kitty 1d
Iโ€™m sorry I told you the things that I said I wouldnโ€™tย ย say
Because I trusted you
It took you 20 seconds alone with them to tell them
I said it out of anger
I said it out of fear
I said it because what she did was unacceptable

And so I probably shouldnโ€™t have told you
Should have known better
Because I know that Iโ€™m your best friend
But being popular is more important
To you
And what I said was said in anger
And you thought I didnโ€™t know
When I walked into the room and you fell silent
The only word โ€œsnakeโ€
Or the person you were on face time to
As I drove past
I know when youโ€™re lying
Donโ€™t call me ignorant

Because I didnโ€™t mention it when you
Called me fat
Or called me dramatic
Or spoke about my biggest secret in front of everyone else
Or ignored me
And stood me up
So many times because fifteen minutes is not enough warning
And I didnโ€™t want to get embarrassed in front of my mother for having such a ****** friend
So I sat alone
In the park at night
And we all know what happens to girls alone in the park at night.

But I didnโ€™t mention it
Because I didnโ€™t want to blame you
She was the irresponsible one
I was just doing my job
Cheering them on
Doing the right thing
Whilst she stared and whispered
All I said was that I โ€œexpected betterโ€
And you told her because why the **** not

Sheโ€™s more popular than me
Sheโ€™s the centre of attention
She can get anyone on her side
But I must have forgotten I canโ€™t tell you that
Because youโ€™ll tell her
And that **** *****.
I am aware this isn't the best but i wrote this last night after i was betrayed by my best friend after i told her something that i felt about someone and she went straight to tell them because she seeks her approval more that mine.
Abunde 2d
Lost, I wasn't looking for you
In the dark, I search for you blind
Looking for love, I found your appeal
Beautifully broken and vulnerable
Lonely and seeking, only to be loved
...
              "so lone I drown in the side effect
              Burning in the fummimg fire
             Of everything I thought  was perfect"

~abunde
Coated in moonlight I take in your scent
The taste is sweet but the high is oppressive
My mind is haunted by the hollow embrace of your gaze
Swinging from hit to hit, always unbalanced
Your energy fuels my high and for a moment it all feels real
I want to stay in that feeling, building a log cabin in itโ€™s lakeside shores
But far too soon I will be alone and realize my clock is bleeding
Last nightโ€™s residue lingers, the cold air tastes of honey and all at once I feel the need to *****
Struggling to accept my addiction, I say โ€œI need to leaveโ€ as I relapse into your body
When you are away I am haunted by your pantomimed withdrawal.
I choke on the loss of productivity
High on you I feel sedentary in a galaxy of movement
Our finale, a supernova of light and lust shatters to drift alone and cold
I leave you behind, feeling a hunger to find a new drug with a different name
Broken Pieces Apr 30
My mind is a dark place I can't navigate,
Last night my bad dreams took over me.
Everyday gets harder and harder,
I'm trying but no one can see.

I just want to try and heal,
But I'm struggling to find a home.
I want to be okay,
I don't want to be alone.

I know we all have our broken pieces,
Mine are getting harder to hold after long.
The pieces cut be beneath the skin,
I was a fool to think I could be strong.
Broken Pieces Apr 28
You know a lot of people in my life want to change who they are,
And I get that I used to think that, looking at others from afar.

One of the things Iโ€™ve learned from wanting to be you,
Was that you are hurt and broken too.

You always think someone else has a better life,
But most times they are just better at hiding the knife.

We are all walking around with our broken pieces,
If you actually saw the population of the broken increases.

Being someone else doesnโ€™t mean youโ€™ll be healed,
It just means your deep dark memories will be sealed.
There was a girl who stood in the middle
Of a sea field of green filled with giggles of dream,
Her eyes were closed as tears streamed
from a dissonant fiddle,
And little by little,
Dissonant streams were filled to the brim,
The skies then frowned as droplets started to trickle,
The girl ran as she screamed out a riddle,
"Why was I standing in the middle?"

Vast blue spilled from afar
As she ran towards and reached for the bizarre,
But a net was cast as she stumbled,
Her strides were no more than humbled,
For the blue and the distant star
Left a whirling feeling and permanent scar.
This is a poem dedicated to the person I have locked in my heart. It's sad that I couldn't be whom I would have loved to be for you. My baby, my pride. Forevermore.
Jme Love Apr 28
Not bended
Not bruised
Broken
Together one minute
Shattered the next
Like a mirror
Showing a perfect reflection
It cracks
It breaks
Distortion is all i see
Or maybe its just the real me
Not bended
Not bruised
But broken.
That broken image is me
My reality
An unbroken mirror
Is an illusion of unreal reflection
Holding no truth
Showing not who i am
But what the mirror portrays ne to be
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