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Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2019
I am used to this behavior
Can handle it most of the time
Blame it on your addiction
Excuse each careless crime

Consumed by selfish desires
Try our hardest to succeed
We don't seem to be capable
Of being what the other one needs

Don't want to spend my life
Chasing after half-hearted attention
Had enough of secretive ways
Living in continuous suspension

Empty days filled with lies
Make me question everything
The sky knows you better than I do
How real is your flimsy suffering?

Feel this is all a game
It is wrong to play my heart
You are apart from me the majority of the time
The one emotionless from the start

You swear I am the one
Argue the point you love me more
There are times you treat me like
Just another dope *****

Know you care for me deeply
Can feel it when we kiss
I know from experience you'll find
Someone to provide temporary bliss

Wish my face consumed your thoughts
Wish I was what you longed for the most
The one thing that will always come first
Ahead of me; your next dose

You assure I am all you want and more
Why do you talk to other girls?
Is it because you sell them ****?
Or are they prettier with hair that curls?

Each time I feel used and neglected
Blame it on your habit
Tumbling down a dark endless hole
Following a cursed white rabbit

What if it isn't the drugs
Causing your interest to fade out?
I need to accept your priorities
I will never be what you care more about
I am always making excused for everyone I care about
JR Rhine Jan 2019
My grandfather peels an
X-chromosome off his liquor bottle
skips it across the pool of my mother’s genes
until it reaches me
yellow cigarette stained walls
green ashtray carpet on his tongue
blue back room full of old guitars
black mechanic oil stained hands
sandpaper voice
watching Jaws 4
homeless woman on couch
feeds dog black coffee
brown belly dragging across tongue
Thanksgiving dinners
my brother plays β€œPurple Haze”
out of a reluctant amplifier
the old folks applaud
the colors are beginning to
fade
he
battling cancer his way
watching Jaws 4
dog now dead
homeless woman now
no longer homeless
back skin where left ear
used to be
old guitars pawned for
drugs
Purple Haze fades to
black as colors do
and they say
it skips a generation
and now when shades
of pink appear white
my tongue grows thick
smoke burns my nostrils
and
I can only think of
how terrible of a film
Jaws 4 is.
For Tommy Robinson. Rest easy grandpa, hope you got that ear back.
Maybe it's true
About what they said

And the feelings fade
All that's left is fake

Why choose to stay
When it's all fake

Are you scared
To be alone

On your own
Or you're scared of loneliness
gabrielle Jan 2019
when fire crackers have lit up,
a sounding boom in the sky, up and up.
when the clock turns in one line,
after the fireworks, another is next in line.

then these amazing fireworks scattering,
assured that it was same as loving.
fireworks, breathtaking.
wander about my love, thus you are not loving.

think of my love -
fireworks beautifully, making
people wow
doing unbelievable sights, happiness was all around.

think deeply of my love -
before it begone,
as the fireworks; fading naturally,
fading love, it is now gone.
now faded love,
vanished beauty of the faded
dream of you and me.
perish amidst of amazement
sushii Dec 2018
i like it when
i force the wet out of your burning eyes

i like it when
your soul breaks at the sleight of my hand

i like it when
your smile fades away from your beautiful face

i like it when
you throw yourself at me so desperately

i like it when
you miss me like i miss feeling you
beneath my fingers
underneath my weight
behind the curtain
coughing up love
bleeding out care
and screaming with happiness

i like it when
we play hide and seek
and when i leave
you never know where to find me
maybe i'm at the bar
maybe i'm making you jealous
maybe i'm making love

maybe i'm delusional
maybe i'm irrational
maybe i'm weird
maybe i'm scary
or maybe this is what you call love
Sabrina S Dec 2018
We were,
Scarlet when we discovered each other

We were,
Carmine when we found ourselves

We were,
Ruby when we said our promises


And all of sudden,
We were Blue.
-will love be eternal?
Madison Greene Nov 2018
I never understood the reason I cry before things end
is because the man that was supposed to wake up every morning and tell me I was worthy,
only ever texted me on my birthday to tell me he was proud.
As if he ever played any part in raising the person I am today.
How dare he show his face every other holiday and act as if the good in me came from him.
I've spent the last twenty years using boys to fill his void.
I've spent the last twenty years begging those to stay that were never meant to.
Because the only way I knew to recognize a man's love was in his inconsistency.
You tell me you want me but the daylight fades over and over and I haven't heard from you in two weeks.
I learned when I was 5 years old that a man's words mean nothing when his actions don't align.
I am done giving you the benefit of the doubt.
This might be too honest
Jasmine dryer Nov 2018
i'm bold
i move fast
i'm hard to track
my hearts cold
basically ice
my soul
sold
my face?
cracked and shaded
a smile
a mask
and i hope that one day at last
that i'll simmer
slow down
hang out
love properly
be free
and the glue that hold this monstrosity to my face
forcing me to be fake
will fade
now that would be the day
i am
would be
me

its nice to dream
but i know it'll end in a nightmare
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