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If only you could see me now;
See how wrong you were.;
Maybe you'd realize you weren't always right.
I told you how I felt;
You said it was a phase.
I told you what I knew;
You said it was a lie.
Everything I said, you turned it to a contradiction.
And I hated it.
Every last second of it.
So you know what?
I'm glad you're gone.
It means that I no longer have to deal with your ****.
GaryFairy Jun 2016
it's hard to believe what I have seen
in the steeples, they fill the seats
claiming to love the most and the least
they leave church and their love fleets

these creatures are just killing machines
seemingly demons of in between
people sleeping in deceiving dreams
never seeing what Jesus means

self-appointed reapers for the beast
grievous destroyers of the peace
driving jeeps with a sticker that reads:
we support our troops in the middle east
going to work on this later
I know nothing;
Yet I know more than you.
I own nothing;
Yet I own more than you.
I feel nothing;
Yet I feel more than you.
I love nothing;
Yet I love more than you.
My life is nothing;
Yet it's worth more than you.
LJ May 2016
Is it enough that I love the world?
The threads of it's pulse undeniable
enlightened by the universal web
Wedded to a world full of wrongs
A complication of bush and grooves

Is it wrong that I love the world?
A shadow of the earth that shelters
establishment of truth undiscovered
A shade of secrets with fainted saints
Welded in veracities unfathomable

Who would have thought I see the day?
The intimate stroke of prestige miracles
triggered by meshed lullabies of ardour
Embosomed in the cleavage of the globe
synchronised, yet running from the bullets
Pauline Morris May 2016
There once was a tiny Dragon
The biggest anyone could fathom
He was the fiercest in all the land
And always willing to lend a helping hand
He could breath fire so you better take stock
He turns everyone into ice blocks
In this land the sun always shines
But it will stop raining at the drop of a dime
It's the land of contradiction
Every thing is fiction

Or is it???
Pixievic May 2016
You're my contradiction
Inconsistency ablaze in every thought
Fighting for control against my need for  your touch
My desire for your body
Whilst inside my head
The truth creeps like a soft footed Panther
Around the jungle of my mind
I'm
      f
        a
           l  l
                i
                 n
                    g

I don't know where I will land

I know what this is
You said you loved me .....

But I don't believe you

(C) Pixievic
A battle I'm fighting inside the deep recess of my mind!!
Katherine Laslie Apr 2016
I'm torn between
What's real
Or not

Trying to make sense of
What's right
Or wrong

I know now
That I will never
Belong

But these things that I'm feeling-
These feelings are strong

So many things
I wish to do

Everyone of them
Involving you

But I can't seem to find
Any sense in my mind

So I brush it off
As if it's some lie

I cannot cope
with these things in my head

I cannot stay like this
With not a clue

I cannot live
Without you

I can't bear
These thoughts

Thoughts coax me to leave

To end this life
To finally be free

There's so many things
That race through my head

So many thoughts
That I can't catch
As they pass

So many feelings
I wish wouldn't last

So I will take this knife
And run it through my chest

To silence these thoughts
Forever, silence in my head
MG Apr 2016
i have done the impossible
i believe it
my entire being is proof
for i am a paradox

i am loud, with a quiet personality
i am sad, with a happy front
i am trapped, but i chose to be

and somewhere deep inside my little box of secrets
i just want someone to figure me out,
to solve the unsolvable puzzle i created to protect and preserve myself

but how can one do that
when i myself am clueless as to how and where to start?

for the longest time
my life has been full of
confusion regret shame
and it's come to a point where
i don't remember what it's like to be
in the state of complete and utter bliss

and these mixed emotions that influence many others
will definitely be the death of us
and i can't i can't i won't
bear the guilt of making you feel
the pain i've become so accustomed to
in all my years of experience on the battlefield of love

so forgive me if i'm closed
if i'm stubborn and if i'm guarded
but i can't just fall hard and hope for the best

not again
sometimes, all you need is someone who will be there to fix you when you can't fix yourself, someone who will remind you when you forget who you are. life's experiences make it difficult to trust, and they give you this perception that it's much more ideal to stay sheltered and guarded than exposed and susceptible to pain and sorrow. the more times you are hurt, the stronger yet more afraid of love you get. hopefully, the time will come when someone will be more than willing to fight for you, even when you decide to give up on yourself.
Death by Decoy Mar 2016
You are sly
You are shy
How can you be so
A mystery you are

You are wholesome
But just as lonesome
In which makes up
Someone like you

You are terrible
Yet you're terrific
You're stuck
Yet free
Cloudy
Yet clear
Rigid
Yet fluid
And then
it makes all sense

You are two sides
That collide together
You're a dichotomy
A paradox
That seems
As though
You're not
Geddit? C o n t r a d i c t i o n.
I hate waiting,
but I'm the one who's always late.

I hate talking to people,
yet I often have the most to say.

I hate being ignored,
but want others to go away.

I hate feeling neglected,
though I forget those around me by letting my thoughts lead me astray...

I hate clingy people,
yet I find myself obsessing over you everyday.

I hate it when others try to get close to me, however, I continue to dream of having the chance to be close to you;
wishing that you'd stay...
2:30am thoughts...
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