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ShadowDancer760 May 2021
Ah please understand
I didn't say what I wanted to say
Because I didn’t know
If it was the right thing to say

Now I know
And it’s too late

A photographer
Arriving past the golden hour
Loses the last ray of light and
Returns empty handed
I wish I had the courage to say it. But even if I did, would it have changed anything?
For a moment I did
what was expected from me.
For a few hours I was
what I was expected to be.
Then I went back to being me
I let everyone down and they left.
I am tired of being your disgusting disappointment

I am never going to meet your expectations

I am removing myself from your claustrophobic shelf

I am choosing to escape to be another runaway

I will not dissapoint you again
i am sick of being your disgusting disappointment
Ursula Wolf Apr 2021
My soul blossomed in your affectionate eyes,
And those spring lips wintered my mind.
We flew as glittering birds around the sun at night,
Then it was full moon, the wolf came,
And ripped out my heart.
dear world,
you are so disappointing
you were meant to be full of candy and curiosity
instead,
you are full of **** and ridiculous excuses of romance  
you are full of debt and destruction,
cunning compromise
insidious lies
heartless cries
dear world,
you are so disappointing
or maybe i am no longer a naïve little girl
my letter to the world
Àŧùl Apr 2021
First was a demo.
Second was a desire.
Third was a demon.
Fourth was a disappointment.
Fifth was a liar.
Sixth was someone who lost me.
Seventh was a charlatan.
Eighth was a Succubus.
But nineth is a different Angel,
My Angel.
My HP Poem #1925
©Atul Kaushal
Ursula Wolf Apr 2021
I see you in my dreams.
Not the same pictures,
You are different.
Like an angel,
You sent one.
I hear the truths,
You are talking to me.
I know you care,
You are not sure how.
I wake up,
We are the mystical connection.
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