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Garret Dychiao Apr 2016
I don’t understand why it hurts so much.

Why does the thought of you with him,
Feel like a dagger in my chest?

Why does the thought of you being happy, without me,
Feel like I’m being suffocated to death?

Why does the thought of you forgetting me,
Feel like I’m empty and broken into pieces?

I don’t understand why it hurts so much
When you were never mine to lose.
Naomi Sullivan Apr 2016
Your hair was back but your hands were nothing but close. I can't remember what it feels like anymore to hate a touch because now it's all I desire. That look in your eyes was threatening but baby you could **** me and I would still give you everything I have.
The sensation of your entity twirling around mine only makes me wish you were here to give me that look one more time.
Put your hands around my throat.
Turn all my previous fears into sinful wishes.
Put your hips around mine and I'll scream your name as if you're leaving forever in my wake.
Stay with me until you come up and I disappear because we run nothing but cycles and I want all 365 days of this annum with you.
Cody Haag Mar 2016
There is a vacancy in my heart,
One that tears me apart.
A vacancy in my soul,
A gaping, ghastly hole.

I am shoveling things into the spot,
Oh how resiliently I have fought.
Yet the world does not see me suffer,
Its forces in response become tougher.

I am tempted to taste forbidden fruit,
Dagger, pills, then dresses and suits.
Solemnly bowed heads, grieving eyes,
A weeping woman whom I despise.

Alas, I would not see these things,
These awful things that funerals bring.
Like ants from the woodwork they'd appear,
As if they ever cared about my fear.

Mommy, drink another beer.
Go ahead and do it.
Mommy, cast another leer.
You will regret it.
I'm just a work of art,
Tough as steel,
But elegant within hands.
I enjoy the paintings,
With sharp lines,
I create many.
I love strokes I make with my brush,
It's only a carving done on human flesh,
A beautiful curtain call to one's life.
And I'll be polished to new,
Tough as steel,
But elegant within hands.
I'll enjoy another painting,
Cut out a rose,
To draw on their hearts,
And devour on lives to create art.
The world will fear me
It's personification, enjoy ^.^
Charlotte Huston Dec 2015
I'VE got a dagger here;
    Silenced in its sheath,
Waiting for Love; may it lowly appear.

I've found an ally of Death,
    Far from the divine Souls of Light,
In a Dying Heart's breath -
    Bled from the Dagger's Plight.
Tanzdreamer Jun 2015
I feel a sudden increase of physical pain,
like the sharp dagger stabbed swiftly deep in my stomach
swirling and stirring
every time I remember that you exist,
and breathe
somewhere
under this blue sky
mk Jun 2015
with a smile on my face
and a pout on my lips
i begged you to stay
just five more minutes
kiss me one more time


with tears in my eyes
and daggers in my heart
i begged you to stay
just five more minutes
kiss me *
one last time
// oh, how things change //
Emily Rene May 2015
I've been staring at this
****
blinking
cursor
for about forty-five minutes
& still have absolutely nothing
to write about
Maybe I'll write
about him or the
way he makes me
feel inside my
awkward stomach,
or maybe I'll go
a different route
& write about
the way it
feels in my
chest to
think
about
him
.


Like a dagger to my heart
First attempt at making a picture
Miranda Apr 2015
In my chest, my heart remained
Until you came along.
You smiled at me and ripped it out;
Now my empty chest feels wrong.

At first it wasn't so bad.
You held it close and sweet.
But in your other hand, you gripped the knife,
And I was blindsided by your deceit.

Into my heart, you stabbed the dagger,
And walked away so proud.
I tried to plead, but my withering heart,
Made it far too hard to be loud.
You were a dagger
Plunged to the depths of my soul,
Numbing me since then;
The rest of the sharp arrows
That found their mark are painless.
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