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Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2020
We take turns being selfish
The painful tug-of-war we play
Back-and-forth pull our relationship
But love is not a game

Around you feel vulnerable
Chest is ripped open wide
Hands hold eachothers hearts
And full
Bodies unbalance and collide

We make love
Walls come crashing down
Hearts are relit with fire
In the intensity I drown
Consumed by desire

You wrap arms around me
In front of guys
As if they'll catch my beauty
Try to steal your prize

When we are alone I feel so small
Demeanor reminding I'm insignificant
How is the one who causes my self-worth to fall
The same person who made me feel magnificent?

The distance between grows more every day
So sick of being used
The lies that push me further away
The reason my heart is bruised

Baby I know I am awful to you as well
Do not want to break your heart
Make your life a living hell
I've become a master of the art

Way too many mistakes tossed aside
Neither of us can truly amend
You remember how many incidents I let slide
Suppose my forgiveness was only pretend

Because resentment slowly built
Time passed
I couldn't see it til it was too late
I could never quite let go of the past
Start over with a blank slate

It is not so simple to forget what we had
Every day to memories am exposed
How do you heal and stop being sad
When wounds never fully closed?
This was loosely inspired by a song called Exit Wounds by The Script
danial Jan 2020
time forgot about me
so it went about its day
just like every other day

time forgot about me
so i showered in song
bathed in the rhythm of water

time forgot about me
so i fell into the chasm of a book
hooked onto the beauty of text

time forgot about me
so i sunk into a sea of soft oblivion
warm wool filled the spaces between my fingers

time forgets about me
and you
and even itself
A M Ryder Jan 2020
Love is never learned
Until it is lost
It's so hard
To forget pain
But it's even harder
To remember sweetness

We bear no scar
To show for happiness
We learn so little
From peace
jonas Jan 2020
My ghost is still tied down to my body
For she has no place to go
Time passes by
She still resides
In the fragments of my soul.

My ghost is still tied down to my body
For I have no place to go
But to wander
Down memory lane
The place where dead roses grow.

My ghost is still tied down to my body
For it has no place to go
While the forest calls my name
In the dark
And pouring rain.

My ghost is still chained to my body
For I know not where to go
Another's hands have stained my skin
This reality is
Not my friend.

My ghost is forever chained to my body
For I will never truly forget
But I can bury your memory
In bright embers
And faded ash
written in October of 2019
Unknown Jan 2020
it is time I try to forgive and forget.

I must forgive that all the pain you caused our family,
and forget all the traumatic events that have forever scarred me.

I must forgive you for the fact that you were battling a mental illness,
and forget the tears I shed at night fearing for your own life and what you may do to yourself.

I must forgive you for the days and nights you left me stranded,
and forget the guilt you caused me to feel when I saw you soon after.

It's become too difficult to forgive and forget all the agony you caused, but for my own wellbeing

I must let you go.
this is to those you have been struggling with moving on from traumatic events in your life caused by your family members, and still having to see them everyday/every so often.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2019
The hardest part of living
Having to face the past each day
No matter where I look here it's there
Impossible to get away

This town teems with memories
Of our favorite places
Plagued by overflowing mental holograms
Ghosts we left as traces

I cannot forget the laughter
Nights stayed up too late
Who knew all was wasted?
Happiness was not our fate

These roads we have walked a thousand times
Striding arm-in-arm or hand-in-hand
Traveling them alone is a concept I hate
Grown to understand

It was yesterday it seems
Hand was free from chains
Regret imprisons my body and mind
Eternally haunted by what remains

Lost the comfort of a monotonous routine
Contradictory emotions I thinly hide
Was naive to believe all the walls I put up
Shut out but not shut me inside

The war between fear and hope
A battle I fight every day
Out of shape
Out of breath from sparring
Pretend I am okay

But know my "Fine" is only a facade
I will cry when I'm alone
Convincing myself pain will one day end
How can it end if I'm doing it on my own?

And if I did ask for help
Choose to send an SOS
There is no guarantee for an easier life
I would just be bringing somebody more stress

So bear the explosions as best as I can
My frozen soul I long to surrender
With an army of regrets I strive to forget
Must be losing-because I still remember
This is sad but true
Shofi Ahmed Dec 2019
May be forget the mouth
But how can I deny the heart?
Ruheen Dec 2019
Let bygones be bygones
But when the blood is on your hands
You win some
You lose some
And then it goes wrong

Let bygones be bygones
Forget it even happened
But memories
And feelings
Don't fade away so easily

Let bygones be bygones
But when it goes wrong
It's your weight to bear
You will lose it all
Because life isn't fair.
You can forgive, never forget. It's a constant loop in your head. A reminder, to never make that same mistake again.
Grey Dec 2019
I have forgotten the greatest idea
the most powerful words
the most cherished memory.

I curse my brain for allowing me to lose them,
to let the images slowly fade away.

I curse it for taking away
what I loved and treasured
for so long.

And yet
isn’t it the same thing
that gave me those memories
created those words
formed those ideas?

Isn’t the very thing I’m cursing
what I should be treasuring
the most?
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