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Chelsea Brooks May 2017
Hello father
it's me
the daughter you couldn't love
the one you never see

Hi dad, it's me
The one that looks just like you
The chocolate skin, the smile, lips and nose
The daughter you don't know
Hi "father", "dad"
it sounds foreign coming from my lips
because since the day I was pushed from my mother's hips
you have been a shadow, only appearing for brief moments and not when needed
you know that I am special
but do you know why?

did you know that as a little girl for you I used to cry?
When the boys felt me up in the halls of my middle school-- I wanted your advice
do I push them away or let their hands stay
When my heart was broken I wanted you there to tell me I was beautiful
that it would all get better
I wanted confirmation of my value
When I started college I wanted you there to help me move into my dorm room and give me all these rules that I'd agree to only until you left

I see the pain in your eyes and between the lines of the words you say
I see the see the pain of what your daddy didn't for you
the pain of how you've failed your children too

This is in't meant as a disrespect to you
but an admission of the truth
but daddy, I forgive you
For all you didn't do

But I am also disappointed
because the failure were acknowledged
and you said you wanted change
but your actions are still the same
and my efforts seem in vain

So I am throwing my hands up
Not sure it's a cause we are both fighting for

Goodbye dad
I hope one day you'll be
everything I always needed and more
blurcasewriter Mar 2017
"You're a goofball" she muttered
"And you're a typo queen" I smirked at her
"But you're my goofball" she smirked back
"Forever and always like you are my queen"
Yet now I'm reminiscing and a total wreck..
Base on a true story :(
CataleaLuna Jan 2017
I feel like picking up the pieces of my heart right now
While seeing him walking away from me
I begged and I even kneel down for you to stay
But everything seems not enough

Walking here in the pavement
While seeing the Shadow of my Broken Heart and Broken Soul
Hearing clearly the sound of my cries

Teardrops won't stop from falling
Because they're are a lot of things left undone
Words that are left unspoken
Now I am Left Hangin'

Would I still be able to receive the Answer?
For both of us know that you are a promise breaker
Neen Dec 2016
A poem I wrote for you
Lays torn into shredded little pieces
A pile of fragmented sentiments
Left over from a time when I gave a ****
When I believed in you
When a whisper from you
Breathed hope into this
Empty tank heart of mine
Now all I see is the abstract
Of broken promises
And the left over optimism
Of a fool hearted girl
Who wanted to bathe in
Every one of your empty dreams
You speak of deserts
Well you create them
You are my deadlands
A place where everything goes to die

You who I love with every breath
Why do you take everything from me?

My love, my hope, my dreams, and desire

You **** everything good in me.
George Anthony Sep 2016
Surrounded by a bunch of fake friends, claiming
"We don't talk like we used to anymore,"
Passing blame like cigarettes,
And stifling the urge to choke:

Strong men. Even the sponge of our lungs is hardened
Stainless steel because no broken promises
Are gonna mar the way we breathe,
**** panic attacks; just contain it 'til we implode

Volcanoes collapsing in on themselves,
Chests crumbling, collapsing, converted into ash
Blood turned lava, thick like the way we all used to be
(Thick as thieves, thick as thieves)

And hot as the temper that erupts in me
Every time you fog my head with morphine,
Numb the pain your lies have caused me
Have me lie back and swallow down pills

Am I supposed to just take what you've given me
And ignore what you've taken from me?
Thick as thieves, thick as thieves:
Why'd you steal from me?
Lerin Jun 2016
I used to have delusions of infidelity of my ex, turns out I was always right.
Destiny Fertig Mar 2016
I really believed in you,
But I found out that was a big mistake too.
For all the promises that you have failed to keep,
I pretend that you love me,
So I can get some sleep.
I held on to you so tight,
When we were together,
Everything felt so right.

You were once the one who kept me sane,
Now you’re the one who is causing me all this pain.

The memories all come flashing back,
I wish I knew then, who was hiding behind that mask.

For all the promises you have failed to keep,
I find it hard, not to lose myself esteem.

My heart can’t take anymore lies,
Or soul crushing goodbyes.
I can’t take anymore flesh cutting tears,
Or four more wasted years.
For all the promises you have failed to keep,
I delete every memory of you , so I can get some sleep.
Nof Landas Feb 2016
Under the moonlight
I think about you,
About us,
The moments we've shared,
The promises you made
And broke
Under the moonlight.
Im done with waiting
Im over crying
I don't believe a word you say
Ive had my heart broken many times
By your broken promises
I should of learned a long time ago
Not to let myself fall for your words
EtherealOmega Nov 2015
Fading*...
Defined as the action of disappearing or dying gradually.
Usually used in context of a light,
But for some fading has become a way of life.

You keep your appearance neat.
Keeping that smile on your face can be a feat,
but that is not for them to know.
Don’t let the pain inside you show.
Just bottle it up and shine bright,
As you slowly allow your soul to fade from sight.

They tell you things get better..
Well that’s only true if this pain you could find a way to fetter,
But somehow it always finds a way to run free
And bring you weeping to your knees.

In the dark of your room the voices rage through your head
Making your heart feel as if it were made of lead.
The only relief you have managed to find
Was by the tip of a knife designed.
As the crimson makes designs upon your skin,
Peace creeps upon you as payment for your sin..
You broke your promise to stay clean,
But perhaps they would forgive you if they could see this scene..

Your eyelids droop heavy
As sleep begins to pull on your soul now empty.
The voices have ceased,
And you can sleep in peace for tonight at least.
Only the morning light will tell just how close to shattering you come again.
Maybe next time, if it’s not this bad, you can turn instead to a pen..
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