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bk Jul 2019
She is a beautiful successful model.
I am just a struggling artist.
She is a work of art.
I make works of art.
How come all she has to do is stand there an look pretty?
How come I have to give all of my effort to make something pretty?

B.K.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Let me show you a new way to love,
And maybe we can love again.
Let me wear you like my skin,
Let me enter you and fill you within.
I want to be as closer to you than,
Your body,
Your mind,
And your spirit.

The warmth in the cold,
Brings new life to something that is dead.
Let me in and our love can be born again.

Wrist deep inside now,
Shoulder deep inside now.
Waist deep inside now.
Knee deep inside now.
Ankle deep inside now.
All the way in now.
Curled up inside now.
I’m as close to you as I am to myself.
j Jul 2019
i am the beer bottle you're going to when you feel like drinking it, when you feel like everything's not okay and i am just one of those beer bottles you've thrown in the trash can. as the night went by, you're already home drinking a glass of sweet strawberry flavored champagne to wash away the bitter taste of the beer  you just drank. champagne is your home, the one you always go back to.





-Jeannery A.
and i am not your champagne.
KHY Jul 2019
I'm on my way but I don't know
I'm slinging sacks over everyone I know
I'm on my way but I don't know
They all go in different directions I'm left alone
I'm on my way but I don't know
Why I gave anything to anyone
The feeling remains
Anastasia Jul 2019
I trusted someone with all my heart.
But now it feels like we’re falling apart.
He threatens to tell my secrets to all,
but that's not why I’m sad, why I’m about to fall.
I’m being ripped to pieces but he doesn't care.
Labels me ‘different’ and lets me tear.
I can cry and I can scream,
I can wish and I can dream,
But there is no more trust,
Now only rust
And I will cry,
As the days pass by.
I found this, in my old things. It's about when my best friend and I got in a fight. He and I have made up, but I still think it's a sad poem.
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
When I was younger I was different,
But when I grew up I became the same.
Lake Jul 2019
you were in my dreams
caught in tractor beams
i don't know what it means
i can't tell lately
my answer's maybe
maybe i'm insane
do you feel the same

how do i describe
the things in my mind
or is it my heart
oh, how do i start

i wasn't prepared
part of me's scared
to be out in the blue
to be something new

and so i have changed
broken from the frame
where do i begin
starting from my dreams
Anastasia Jul 2019
Love
How I yearn
To feel something different
Something less painful
Like
Death, perhaps
yuki Jul 2019
you praise
the vastness of the oceans
the cerulean, indigo,
and how fishes dance

how the sea whispers melodies
to keep you entranced
and you cannot help
but steal a glance

yet i think
of how deep the oceans go
i wonder why
all the boats away they row

what secrets the waves
try to crash and hide
and how many tears
will cause a high tide ?
someday
i wish to
tell the truth
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