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J Rodriguez May 2019
I've opened up to the wrong people in my life now i'm completely shut down when it comes to the past ,present ,and future i move quietly azabache always with me to much evilness.
Abhijeeth Apr 2019
I am supposed to be happy,
but I am green with envy,
as green as the grass on the other side,
these thoughts are rotting on the inside.
Envy is an unwanted companion,
she fools me with compassion.
I have tried so hard to be content
and yet everyday I am in torment,
I see people walk through the doors
that closed for me while I lay on the floor.
Everytime I thought I found the key,
I was told it didn't belong to me.
Scared to look at my reflection,
while stuck in a cage of rejection.
I am looking for someone to blame,
tell me who is the source of this pain,
who put me here, why am I not free,
I shudder and realise,it was.. it was me.
sushii Apr 2019
So, you fancy fame?
Are you willing to step into the frame,
And give up your life
In exchange for the spotlight?

Careful--
It could go out soon.
Wistful--
Listen to the monster's croon.

So, you envy the game?
Will you keep your reputation tame?

And listen as they watch,
While you are left all done and used


Like another belt notch.
Bo Marie Apr 2019
Jesus has risen.
But what else?
The sea level, and it was already up to my chest.
My blood pressure, and the screaming just made it worse.
A desire to vanish, and in a more permanent way.
For a moment I envied being an absent God to people.
I would feel their love, and they would know that they are loved,
yet they wouldn't need to
hear me,
see me,
feel me,
smell me,
or taste me
to believe in the overflowing love I possess for everyone but myself.
Amen
Lost in my Head Apr 2019
Push me away all you want
Love me and cast me astray
End my soul and show me darkness
Allow me to leave on my own
Send me your condolences
Envy my happiness
Idk just something I wrote
Manda Mar 2019
You love her too much
I envy the power of it
She doesn’t know you
You don’t know me either
But I know you
And you feel like you do know her
Until yours become the only way
To end this agony
I want to love you too
Help me to end my own agony
But its too much
Too deep and hurt
But when will we meet each other
When we’re too busy
Catching the heart that doesn’t want to be reached
Dawn Treader Mar 2019
Death is merely
Emptying the Goblet of Life
Back into the carafe
From which it came
I am bitter wine
Aging on borrowed time
Just thinking of my mortality
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