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cheyenne bishop Sep 2014
you put me through more than you think
the pain you caused
the candle you burnt out
the glass you made me stand on
the heart ache when I found out
the lies you told
the comfort you made me feel when you said those 3 words
the stupidity I felt because I believed you
the thoughts you made go through my mind
the anxiety you caused me to have
the thought that I trusted you
you broke me
you shattered me
you tore me
you put me through hell
now its my turn
Becky Littmann Aug 2014
Boys are really quite amusing & don't even try
They don't realize ALL the entertainment they willingly supply
I swear it could keep me entertained for hours & hours
they bring one girl flowers
she feels so special & can't believe the great guy she has found
but little does she know, he's still messing around
the mystery girl is quite good at her game as well....
since she sees a lot more that goes down, yet she'll never tell
Usually the truth doesn't unfold
...that is... until a friend mentions to her what she is told
SHOCKED & SURPRISED about some of the news
BECAUSE.....to her it did majorly confuse
They don't talk like they are happily taken
or even seem like they're smitten
really it's more like how they can't wait to make her purrrrr like a kitten
they tell her how great they will put it down
& how they really wished she didn't live all the way across town
yet, message after message day after day
these boys really can't stay away
She doesn't do anything special or fantastic
buy yet, just like snapping a rubber band, they come flying back, like elastic
she sure isn't one for lying & she doesn't like to brag or boast
it's just what she's noticed the most
When their relationship isn't "going perfect" & there is a little fight
right away who'd they hit up to hang out for a bit that night
maybe it's because they know she's super chill
& their ***** secrets she'll never spill
OR it could be they know she'll most likely say "yes"
& she NEVER becomes a stage 5 clinger or causes them stress
.....BUT the *** has got to be pretty good & rather fun
since they almost always go more rounds than one
You know they wouldn't keep calling if the *** was whack & horrible
because I'm sure they could have called someone else, it's VERY possible
It is her company they can't seem to resist & just need
It is kind of doing a friend a favor, a favor indeed
BUT *** isn't always what happens with them, I hope you know
Sometimes it's simply to just chill, hang out & watch a good show
still nobody will ever believe that, of course, since "everyone" knows two people can't just "hang out" there is ALWAYS someone who will have their doubt
So from an observer, here's my advise: just be wise
DON'T be fooled with what one may say, it can be rather deceiving to blind eyes
What matters more than anything, is ones actions
because they could be really good at causing little distractions
So just be smart & watch cautiously to those around you
since you don't know if they are being fake or real & true
Now, don't get me wrong
they're not all ****** bags
Just watch out for the one who unknowingly brags
the little things will give them away
& they may slip up with words or stories they say
so just be well aware
& handle your heart & feelings with precious care
Guys with girlfriends they claim to love so much & it is all over social media but then they go hitting up other girls on the down low. They thinking that they're slick & that no one will ever know.. oh but we know...yes we do..
im sorry  that i left you hanging
im sorry that i kissed your lips then left
im sorry that i held your hand and then let go
im sorry but you cheated on me with your ex
so..
im sorry that my lips werent as sweet as you thought
and im sorry that my fingers didnt fit good between yours
and im sorry that my hugs made u more colder then hot
and im sorry that you couldnt get any scores
and.. im sorry
but *******
im a ******* boss
you ******* its your loss.
Plot twist to that son of a **** jojo that cheated and made u feel not good enough. smh.
Claire Jul 2014
I learned something new about myself
I hate when boyfriends talk to their ex
The claws come out
I'm territorial.
Maybe because I'm short
Maybe because I have history with boys cheating
I hate these emotions
They control me
I will protect my territory
And *****,
I'll ******* up.
A chill in the air awoke her
And she pulled her blankets tight
The ***** was running strong
It had been a good night
She felt sick and tried to sleep again
Relaxed and breathed a sigh
The room was dark and
She could still taste the rye

She laid there dazed and lazy
But, something was not right
She felt the need to investigate
The darkness in of the night
She sat up , rubbed her eyes
And looked over at his side
When she didn't see her
A fear crept up inside

She knew something was wrong
She is never up this late
Now her curiosity
Would make her investigate
She strained her ears to listen
Hoping she could hear her
But she couldn't hear a thing
Only her heart beating fear

She stood up and walked to the door
And pause one more time
Again she heard no sound
But saw a dull lights shine
It came from downstairs somewhere
And she knew she must be here
She went down the stairs to find her
And grab another beer

She went down the stairs slowly
And turned the corner to the hall
Took two steps to the kitchen
Two steps that was all
She stopped and stood silent
Her body frozen in shock
Her mind trying to comprehend
As time ticked off the clock
She watched the look of pleasure
The passion in her eye
As she took everything he had
And gave it to another guy

Her body began to tremble
Her emotions ran hot
She was going to **** them
Right there on the spot
She walked into the kitchen
And tried to grab a knife
She wasn't going to listen
Just going to take their life

They heard her open drawers
And panic filled the air
They were caught red handed
But could only just stand there

She screamed at them and threatened
And smashed everything in sight
This was it for him
She would deal with this tonight

She tried to walk up and grab her
But something held her in place
She knew something was wrong
By the pain on her face

She fell down on the floor
Overwhelmed with grief
She knew it was too much
She would find no relief
The pain was too much for her
And she began to fade
The anger in her blood
Spilling out along her blade
All the screams became silent
And she felt no more fear
This day would never shine on her
For she would not be here

Se prayed the dark would come
And take him away
She would not have to feel this
For even one lonely day
Her body shook and she knew
That her time was near
When she came to hold her
And whispered in her ear

I'm sorry love, you know I am
Please don't leave me now
I'm so sorry, please don't die
I'll make it up some how

She told the man to call for help
And tried to save her life
Her last words to her were
I wanted you to be my wife
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13 May 2014
Ah deceit, you wicked *******
creeping up uninvited, as always
no one sees you coming
none will know when you’re gone
your delicious lies stay but for an instant
and here still, you find a cue
to salt the exposed wounds.

You were never missed
your many forms, vibrant faces
the infamy and calumny
stories unchecked and forgotten
buried under the moniker of bygones.
Yet the scars remain,
deep cuts betrayal, but never fills.

The entrusted deceiver
your snake in the grass
silence is deadlier than a sharp tongue
this venom cannot drown a writhing heart
hope, kindling another tragedy
the reasons are always above par
emotions run amuck behind bars.

The tongue blackens every time
you sever the threads which bind loyalty
leaving the void to **** away the remains
into a crushing dark abyss
the face carries a smile that never fades
the heart has long since withered to naught
now, it cheats itself to bitter death.
Posted on November 23, 2013
13 Apr 2014
Betrayal invites itself for dinner
when the murky air won’t lift
revealing the shattered facade
that's rebuilding a fallen idol.

There are pieces scattered afar
of resolution and calm that wouldn’t stay
choking on the whims of forlorn affection
the rope is cut, the fall is long.

Down at the bottom, strangers are friends
sirens are lures and the moon has a heart
quietly lay sleeping, anger is dreaming
marriage is the fury of destiny’s wrath.
Posted on 13th October 2013 00:48am.
Laura Mankowski Apr 2014
I am not a truth seeker
Though I pretend to be
I would rather be comforted
By lies
Reality is far too obtrusive
And far fetched
For me
I am not a truth seeker
So look into my eyes
And tell me, one more time
You love me

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