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A Nov 2019
Want to invest my time
But it seems like a waste
People melt like cough drops
Gone, but I still got the taste
Mark Toney Oct 2019
To forgive
is divine so
they say,
and if asked we'd
not have it any
other way.
But when
wrong is done
to us
then we fuss.
Instead of
forgiving others,
keeping our friendships fresh,
we
want our pound of flesh!
9/19/2018 - Poetry form: Yalto - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
George Anthony Sep 2019
i feel very alone in these moments
where i don't know who to talk to,
don't know who's ready for me
or if there's anyone at all who is

times like these make me feel as though
i can help but not be helped and
i shouldn't complain, i'm not lonely
but i'm just feeling so lo

i tell my friends it's just my meds,
the dose just isn't quite right
but what if it's not? what if it's me
and my fear of vulnerability?

please, i don't want you to go
like all the others who came before
listened to me talk, answer their questions
then turned their back on us

i guess the weight of my problems
is part of the cause; i'll never cut
down to the root, because the mass
just sinks it further

and i guess the weight is part of the cause
they choose to sink or swim,
and away they go, fleeing fast
as i tread the water, breathing shallow
Rose Who Knows Sep 2019
Will I be stuck in the past forever?
I miss
when it was
just you and
I.
With birthdays passing by I remember the good times when we were each other's go to person. What happened?
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