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Denise Uy Sep 2020
is it my fault you stopped shining
when i took you in my hands?
why you stopped burning so bright
and undeserving of your glance?
over
Mitch Prax Sep 2020
I'm still reading
the book she gave me
for Christmas.
Bukowski-
it's as good as you'd expect.
So why is it taking me
this long to finish?
Axel Sep 2020
I called you in the middle of the night,
heard you singing my lovely lullaby.
I'm roaming freely in your mind
24 hour, every time.
still can't move on huh? couldn't be me
Pyrrha Sep 2020
They say in love you go by personal tastes
Love can taste sweet like strawberries and honey
Or bitter like a freshly cut lemon on your tongue

What flavor was our love, do you think?
I think it was like apple slices and nutella
Healthy, but a little too sweet to be sure

Or maybe it was mint chocolate-chip ice cream
Fresh and sweet, the outcast that so few love
I'm not sure quite what it was, but I still crave that taste
Pyrrha Sep 2020
Every time I open up my camera gallery
My eyes stop on the folder with your name
Why are you so hard to erase?
My finger hovers above 'delete'
But I never follow through

I still walk around with thoughts of you
'Wouldn't it be fun if he were here?'
I'll think and then recall
That I can't daydream about you and me anymore
And what really breaks my heart
Is thinking of the written words you never saw

I almost want to curse at you for not breaking my heart
Because your kindness is the worst part
How do you let go of something good for you?
How do you forget the smiles that they gave you?
How do you expect me to cope with all these pieces of you?
Dead Sep 2020
Every night I up the dosage. Dull the nerves in hopes I won’t feel you.
But like clockwork, as I sink into my bed I can feel you.
Your scent is so familiar, like the mist of the sea to a grizzled fisher.
Just like a siren to a sailor, I can hear your chanting, your breathing.
No matter how many poems, nor countless dreams, you always find a way in.
Splitting the edges of my skull so you can seep through my bloodstream.
You never let my wounds heal.

You are my favourite scars.
Mitch Prax Sep 2020
Angry?
No,
just disappointed.
Are we good?
No,
but I wish we could have
figured things out.
I thought we were better than this.
Nicole Sep 2020
My heart breaks a little bit
Each time I talk to you
Yet still I reach out
As if one day you'll be
Back to that person I knew before
Not that who you are is bad
I just know it's my fault you changed
I stole pieces of you so often
Those days I couldn't handle the currents
I used you to stay afloat
As I dragged you into my darkest waters
I was so immature and so afraid
That I abandoned you as I swam away
I couldn't sit with the discomfort
Of watching you fall into your own storm
So I didn't take the time to help you
Find your way back home
Before I found a new buoy to save myself
And left you to drown on your own
I'm sorry. If I could go back and do it differently I would. You didn't deserve that.
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