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Peter Balkus Mar 2018
They've sold us ******* at a reduced price,
it was so cheap and hard not to buy.
Like a scrappy burger from a fastfood shop,
cheapest burger in town, you just can't say no.

They've sold us ******* about democracy,
bright future, freedom and prosperity.
About the new chapter in our poor lives.
They've sold us 'good news' - the big pile of lies.

They said "Just wait and you will see
what a great country we all live in".
When the voting time came, they beg "Vote for us!",
then they turned Parliament into a comedy club.

Now we are standing on the bus station
waiting for a bus, which is on diversion.
They apologise for the inconvenience,
promising that it will come, it's just been delayed.

But the bus is not coming, we keep freezing on,
knowing too well by now, that it'll never come.
"Can you, by any chance, get a replacement bus?!"
They can't, 'cause nobody longer cares about us.

They've sold us ******* at a reduced price,
it was so cheap and hard not to buy.
Like a scrappy burger from a fastfood shop,
cheapest burger in town, you just can't say no.
tayarose Mar 2018
Just cause you can't see them don't make them any less real.
Sometime I wish I could grab your hand then maybe you can feel
Feel all the fear that leers in the back my heart
Feel the pain of having no mother to call my own because she does not want me
Feel the fear of the loneliness, Feel the tears that roll down my face  when every thing comes up for breathe to just take mine
Face the man who destroyed you
Who made you feel like nothing
That you were worthless
That took something from you you can't get back
Try to image your a girl being *****
Try to image being beaten over an over
Try to image a girl trying to **** herself
Try feeling how that girl feels when here grandma dies when that woman was the only security she had
Try to feel how a girl broken from her soul down feels when her brother dies and she didn't get to see him even for his birthday cause her mother refused
feel that pain an fear and distrust and loneliness
Then tell me I don't have issues
Tell me I no problems
Cause lately I'm getting sick of people saying I'm fine
When I'm clearly not
Alter Ego Mar 2018
it's a **** good thing
that my thighs are big enough
to handle all of your *******
Jey Blu Mar 2018
I miss you kid
Everyday
I miss your sarcastic comments
I miss the way you frustrate yourself doing your hair
I miss your obsessions
I miss our song
I miss dancing in my room to your cds
I miss fighting with you over stupid things
I miss your chipped nails
I miss your glasses too far down your nose
I miss your references
I miss knowing all your crushes
I miss teasing you
I miss you teasing me
I miss **** date or marry
I miss your goody two shoes side
I miss your rebel side
I miss how proud you were of yourself
I miss your old confidence
I miss doing your makeup
I miss laying down and looking at the clouds
I miss everything
I missed you growing up
I missed you changing
I missed you becoming who you're not
You're gonna be in seventh grade in 6 months
And I'm not sure if I'll be there to see you off
I just want to be back with you
It's so scary being alone at that house, I know
I'm so proud of you and I love you
Stay strong kiddo
I hope you see this Abby

Update: She did
cher Mar 2018
time worth ash i spent in gold, two summers
ago sweet apples, a break and burst from
my old self, those iron anvil shackles.

there was she, a poem herself, her words
exotic and sour-- a drizzle of oil, olives
in her eyes; her treacle breath a shower

"words don't matter, meaning dies, just
think not your words you write-- syntax and
grammar shouldn't be used, and never out of spite."

she told me there of artistic lies, her ways
of writing bare, those bubblegum hearts and
lemonade tears evaporating into air.

talent was she; still she stood oblivious
laughing snowflakes blush, they melted
in the summer heat, wash away my crush.
met this girl a while ago who taught me her bullshitting techniques of poetry and it's changed the way i've written ever since.
Kaitlyn Feb 2018
disguised as just another day in your working school life,
but this one is not the same.
this was your last first day in this town.
start to think how to say your final goodbye to your friends.
finish all your teenage petty ******* that you want to leave behind.
start to think about what you want to do for the rest of your life.
finish all your procrastinated tasks just to graduate.
everything happens for a reason but what you don't know is that you're the reason.
you are the only reason why you do everything.
you can play it off on someone around you but you know that it was up to you the entire time.
but you can't brush it off anymore because this is your final year.
that means you have to take responsibility and grow the **** up.
******* myself  as the rest of my life starts soon.
Jennifer DeLong Feb 2018
Within this fire
Burns a anger
for all the pain and games
played upon this soul
For how do people become so
unknown change your mask
why our we so dam gullible
after what we've been through
where's the love
why is it so dam hard
walking through this life
all the years lost
gotta a feeling it just
be too ****** late
so **** it
just **** it

© Jennifer Delong 2/2018
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