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Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2018
If I poured feelings into your arms
Heart into your soul
Would that be enough to fill you up?
Enough to finally make you whole?
You are the one keeping yourself empty
Sam Jul 2018
His heart never heuristic
Spilled ink blanketed the table
Everyday he fell in love with her
Never did she feel the same
His eyes had grown empty
Hollowed by reality
Even in the spotlight
He could never shine bright enough
Makenzie Odom Jul 2018
This pain that is inside me
Makes it hard to breathe
Don't you see?
It's not you -
It is me.
I have created a monster
In my head
Destroying my life
Slowly.
I can't get away,
It brings me down
Every word
Every taunt
Makes me want to scream
Get out of my head
I have had enough
I can no longer live like this
Harry Roberts Jul 2018
Continue On & Call His Bluff,
Tired Now I've Had Enough,
I'm Falling Now My Knees Are Weak, Now I Know What I Seek.

Lazy days in bed and we'd cuddle for hours,
Kisses and sweet insults we'd throw through the day,
Sun hanging low and I'd hang on to you,
Full from affection but we'd go out to eat.

Connected To Him (.)
Thought I'd Be His Forever,
Lights Getting Dim (.)
But Now We're Not Together.

Now my bed begs for company,
Telling me I'm like misery,
But I just feel empty,
He told me I'm history.

So At Him I'll Get Back,
I'll Make Sure To Attack,
I Learned For A Fact,
That I Haven't Any Tact.
Harry Roberts - Enough © 13/07/18
Sehar Bajwa Jul 2018
Love
is a drug.
because
it can
**** you.
You can risk
everything for
Love.
Everything.

It will reduce you
to nothing.
It will make you forget
all your troubles.

No matter how
hard you try,
or how far
you run.
You will come hurtling back.

And you can
never
ever
have enough of it.

But
medicines are
Drugs too.
Love can cure you.
It makes you
whole.
Love will fix you.

Love is what makes
this life
worth living.

Love is a drug.
it can make you
or break you.
Just like everything else.
Thank you for  reading this poem.
Irlomak Jul 2018
All these things I'm trying to do will never be enough to show how important you are to me.
all these things I'm trying to do will never be enough for me to express all the things you make me feel
and lastly,
all these things I'm trying to do, you deserve more than any of this
I'm sorry.
Ara Jul 2018
I did everything that I could to make you proud,
I did everything that I could to ease your heart,
I did everything that I could to see your smile,

but why?

Why everything that I get is a no?
Anne Jul 2018
I gave you my heart
Now it’s like art shattered into pieces
Slowly breaking at this moment
It hurts me inside from all you’ve said
‘’You’re not good enough’’
‘’You’re not smart enough’’
‘’You’re not enough’’
Now I have no idea who I am
I’m so tired of disappointing you
What do I have to change inside and out?
To be loved by you
Cause I’ve never been enough for you
I always ask myself
Am I not enough?
just a poem from my past self
Bryce Jun 2018
Kawasaki revving on a long 5 *******
screaming pipe, watching from behind
a beautiful carousel of red and blue
flashing between my eyes

All along these tired roads
between the wandering streams cutting daily into the sediment
eroding the trust of those ancient riverbanks
exposing the bodies laid to dust

Those great crackling xylophones
marimba of memory and curdled blood
Screaming now, cracking between the gunshots
like bones
Souls forever past it

No forgiveness, no chance
No indictment on a ruddy road

I fall off my bike, skid a mile or two
feel the deep earth grind my skin,
tempting me with heat and a sweet goodbye
a challenge I'll never win

I skid past the officer in a ditch,
hole in his head and a clipboard ripped in two
Poor man, back with the sediment
wrapped in a carpet of beige and mud
all we've ever done

I'm not sure what I'd have said
As I slid past on my way to death
where the Appalachia slammed into Africa
saying we were all in this together
once before
as dinosaurs

So how are we any different then?

Bunch of stardust
and Sediment
Acting like winners
and consumed by lust
for dust and rocks
a part of us
Leading back our dark descent

Kawasaki flips and implodes in a ball of combustibles
behind me the sky explodes into red
and fire of passion deep in our star
of hearts, I know we'll all be the same then
empty of body, devoid of toys
stripped of lies, those knowledgeable clothes
and return to perfect Eden
where dirt and earth are us,
and dust we discriminate
obliterate into the neverend
Julie Mullins Jun 2018
She was happy
So it seemed,
But really
She was not.

At first,
It was just
A little ****
To ease the pain
And maybe feel numb
For a few hours,
But after a while
It wasn't enough.

Her mother beat
Her while she slept.
She says she's only here
For her mother's sister
Because she's only a baby.
Too fragile to know what
This world really is.

She pops a few of them pills
To feel numb again.
Thinking maybe this will be enough
But it won't.

Her father tells her
He doesn't care
What she does
As long as her grades are up.
You're supposed to care
Because you're her dad
And dad's are supposed to be
There for their children.

It wasn't enough.
She tried something new
And it's too much.
She falls to the ground
And she's seizing.
There's blood on the floor,
Dead flowers too!

She says she's only here
For her mother's sister.
Because she's only a baby,
Too fragile to know how
This world really is.

Her mother's sister is safe now.
She says,
She's no longer needed here.
She wants to leave.

She goes to get help
But it doesn't help.
She comes home
And she's at it again.
She tells her cousin
To stay home,
She doesn't want to see her.
She comes anyways.

You see she had a plan
To try again,
But she didn't.

She said she needed
Help again.
It's been a few weeks,
And I hope
She's getting better now.
Please,
Find your happiness.
I love and miss you.
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