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Sasha Feb 2016
She* worries I will take him away from her.
I worry he will fall for me.
He worries he will loose our friendship.
Walker Marema Feb 2016
There’s a girl
I wonder what she thinks about
I think she thinks about me sometimes
How incredible to think
That I could occupy some small corner
Of a vast consciousness so different from my own
How elusive and carefree she is
I’m somewhere in there
Tucked away
jayebird Feb 2016
Beyond the city limits
These lights swarm the sky
Instead of the ground
An orb it does form
Squeezing everything inside
Together, for better or for worse

It's there where I see you again
The buildings feel so far away now
Only a room do we stay in
Enclosed but not locked
Let me sit on your bed for a moment to
Inspect the condition of which your skull, hands, and spine are in

Our eyes meet and suddenly
I'm looking from the inside
Out again
While I'm staring so deliberately,
I find a piece of me
Lodged inside your ear,
So deep it sleeps on the pillows of your pretty pink pipes
That flush with the most vibrant of colors every night
It stays quiet while you draw near unconsciousness
Then when I say "goodnight" to you,
Into midnight I soar away and try to break the walls around your mind just so I can whisper
Goodmorning to you in your dreams

The sunrise must be astonishing from this far away
I wish, somehow, that I could stay
Here alone with your warm gooey mind
We would both cry while we watch blue transfuse into golden strands
Over a wide, open, greenish space
New skies arise from below our toes
Dissolving the salted stars and igniting a crisp morning fire that
Warms the pale skin off of your face and
Engulfs the walls of this room with flames until
All that's left is the stone-cold ground
probably going to add more to this later.
hadley Jan 2016
his eyes
will never see
my eyes
watching them
curtains of classroom lights
will paint a portrait
of a prettier girl
for his eyes
to watch
instead of me
my eyes
a barren desert
his eyes
the ocean
Pastell dichter Sep 2015
Every girl wonders who her one true love will be,
While the only things on boys minds are video games and TV.
Charis Boel Jan 2016
Breaks everything
Crushes everything
Cleans everything
Takes everything

From me
Laura Jan 2016
How dare you make such an impression on my mind
When before you were merely a blimp in the back that I hardly noticed
Now you’re an all-consuming thought that I can’t seem to ignore
And these images of you gnaw at my very core
Complicated.
It’s cliché but that’s what it is
What it was
I walked out that kitchen wanting, yearning, to tell you so much more
But a simple goodbye was all I could muster
Unsaid.
I suppose there was a lot unsaid between us
Trust me; your flirtations did not go by unheard
In fact they made waiting tables even less of a chore
And even though indifference is a trait that I feign
Your sweet words and playful pokes
Made me blush behind closed doors
I’m not ashamed to admit
I wish you would reserve those black eyes solely for me
And I would sometimes peer over the line to watch you
Scrap away at the grill, partly wondering what it would be like
To feel those same arms wrapped around me and to hear your deep voice
Brush over the nape of my neck
Or what it would feel like to have your hands
Clutching the back of my head
I so wanted to push at your sleeve and trace my fingers
Over your tattoos, pressing you to tell me their significance and importance
Why you would choose to ink these things onto your skin
But such intimate scenes of you I fear will only exist in my imagination
You mentioned we were different, very different indeed
Our backgrounds and life experiences are on opposite ends of the spectrum
And I fail to see what a single dad could offer a post-college grad
Most perplexing of all is that my heart really does reside with another
“I saw you have a boyfriend, does that mean I’m out of the picture?”
In all sound theory, yes it does
Unfortunately. Maybe. I’m not entirely sure.
But for now I assure you
These thoughts of us that rest within my head
Are best left unsaid.
NeroameeAlucard Dec 2015
Im laughing
when you say that your hair is a mess
Im laughing
when you say you never look your best

Why am i laughing you ask as anger fills your chest?

Im laughing because i see the unique spirit behind your eyes
im laughing because to your own beauty you seem to be blind
Im laughing because you're so **** beautiful, both inside and out

I find it funny that you think your so plain, because that isnt by any stretch of the imagination true, without a doubt
For someone special
Kaitlin Collide Dec 2015
Some people can wade and be okay
but if I enter, I know I'll stay
please don't make me promises
I know once I'm stuck you'll go away

some people are not afraid to pass through
I dip my toes in and traps me like glue
that's why I was gonna run away from you
but i look down and I'm already doomed

you see I thought that I'd tread lightly
but that concrete grips my ankles tightly
while you can easily act all flighty
your final flight will be unsightly

I'm glad you're having a splashing time with me
but i knew i shouldn't have even dipped my feet
through your back strokes and front strokes you cannot see
I'm stuck here in this liquid concrete
Inspired by a past poem of mine, "impossible girl" where I use a metaphor of liquid concrete
Amulet Atari Dec 2015
I'm a mess,
A tangle of long dark hair
Circling my throat.
Whether it's a necklace or a noose
I do not know.

I'm a mess,
A flutter of wings
Pressing out from my ribcage.
Whether it is a soft warmth or a forest fire
I do not know.

I'm a mess,
A thumb rubbing circles into my palm
Air leaving my lungs.
Whether the breath comes back
I do not know.

I am a mess
I cannot fall for you
Because that is all it would be,
Falling.
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