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Lark Train May 2016
Fire rising in my cheeks
Fanned by insignificance
The work I do is never known
Since I'm not on stage to dance.
I didn't choose the tech life.

The tech life choose me
AMBR May 2016
I'm sitting in a theater and watching my life on the screen
Every song I've ever loved plays in the background
I see myself underscored by lyrics I wish I wrote
All of my moments are time perfectly
To crescendo and dissolve on cue
And it fades to black before we see my big decision
Do I run from the edge? Do I hide myself away again?
Or do I pursue the life I seem to crave,
And earn my sweeping cinematic moment
While my favorite song plays in the background?

The credits roll and the music presses on
And before long I realize
That I've been staring out a car window
Listening to music that makes my heart hurt
And wishing that life were scripted
Yet again
Aquinas May 2016
You know not of what you do
It's a play in my thoughts that I act out where you love me and I love you
We have a bond irreplaceable and akin to the spark of a fire
Taller and taller the tips of the orange skyscrapers spread until they burn the sky with the lies in my head
I'm used to the feel of your fingers through mine though we've never held hands
The sensation of arms wrapped around me that aren't necessarily there
And when you said "I'm not that kind of guy," I couldn't help but cry
In my mind I've embraced you so many times, I kept asking myself how could this be my fourth crime?
All I can do is bite my lip and suppress the roaring in my chest of anger and distress
Because our relationship was a dream I had during a night where I never fell to rest
Jacco krom Apr 2016
He stood silently amidst the darkness,
staring at the shimmering light in the distance.
Confined in his own thoughts he wondered about the mysteries of life,
and of his own existence.

He found himself trapped within a fake reality,
one with fake people telling nothing but lies.
Where everyday people would put on meaningless smiles,
trying to hide their hopeless eyes.

He felt all alone,
all alone in this world without hope.
“Worthless” was the only thing he thought of himself,
as he found his life going down a *****.

The man walked towards the light,
dwelling further into his own mind.
Happiness is what he wanted,
but something he could not find.

As the man came closer there was a sudden feeling of warmth,
he saw a girl standing all alone.
Who is she? he asked himself,
this feeling… it was a feeling the man had once known.

he started walking faster towards the girl,
trying to reach the feeling.
The warmth coming from the girl,
it felt so appealing…
Glasgow Girl G1 Apr 2016
Amy is a clever girl
So confident and bright
Her work is always in on time
She always gets it right!

And if it's not she takes advice
Corrections quickly made
Performance wise, what can I say?
She's brilliant on the stage!

So, farewell pretty girl
Good luck, you will go far
I know that in the coming years
You'll shine and be a star!

20/4/2016
To Amy Love an exceptional example of excellence!
Lost Apr 2016
I only have two friends in this world.

Jesse and Christina.

I pray for them everyday.

All they rest have gone away.

Because I'm tired of all the lying.

I'm tired of all the drama.

I just want to be happy.

Is that such a problem?

Apparently.
Please, if you're going to even try to understand me, don't stab me in the back because you're bored.
Pauline Morris Apr 2016
She's an emotional vampire
She'll **** out what she desires
She preys on the lonely
Making them think they are her one and only

She lives off their emotion
Love or hate, just as long as it's commotion
She thrives on the drama
Leaving behind only trauma

She'll take you down slow
You won't even know
Till she releases her hold
Leaving behind only holes
Where she's ****** out your soul

She's an emotional vampire
She'll burn you like Hell's fire
She's quite the enchanter
Her whole life is a banter
It's only the emotion that matters
She sparkles like a sapphire
That emotional vampire
iamtheavatar Apr 2016
We are all hypocrites,
passionate on
crime, ***, and drama

We are all hypocrites,
building our
two-dimensional dioramas

We think fast,
our half-witted brains
conniving

We talk fast,
our foolproof tongues
praising

We love to hate others,
and bask in the glory
of their demise

We hate to love our brothers,
for all our speeches
are mem'rized

Stepping stones from naivety
Our vainglorious insanity
Romanticizing reality

The hand that
feeds us
is our enemy

When will this stop?

**iamthe_avatar ©2016
Note to self.
Carrillo Apr 2016
“We’re all just some punks, miserable creatures
With our human goal to be: enhancing all of our features
Further into the caves, intentions become deeper
Like killing your local preacher and to blame it on the teacher
Because all kids are precious
I sat alone, just to see
How long it would take to burn down all of our trees
Now we can’t even breathe
Near each other, nobody can see one another
It’s always about color
And *** and race, and what-ever somebody ate
There is no purpose, after the greatest
We all became so very aimless
Is it worth it, that
Maybe the only thing I can ever be
Is Instagram famous.”
This was severed and revised for better word play. Please enjoy. Thank you.
Acuriousnature Apr 2016
Paralysis
Always
Invites
Necrosis

In
Solitude

Needy
Emotions
Venture
Endlessly
Regretting

Going
Over
Numerous
Encumbrances

And
Wishing
Again for
Yesterday
A little obsessed with acrostics lately. I can't write well so it focuses me... Kinda ehe.
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