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Ahmad Attr Feb 16
Don’t fly away, stay at home with me
Let’s play our favorite games, me and you
In a little room we built for two
Don’t fly away, the world’s scary place
Your wax wings will melt away
And you’ll fall in the deep sea, so stay
At home with me

I know it’s our time to leave
Our birthplace, our safe place, our nest,
A home we call at best
I know it’s time to end our disbelief
And spread our wings
But I can’t fly yet
My wing’s will get wet
From crashing waves of the life
And I’ll fall in the deep sea
So stay at home with me

Don’t fly away, I’ll chain you to ground if you do
Trust me it’s not my first time to stop you
It’s just that I cannot move, so stay
In this little room we built for two
A poem about jealousy and sabotaging others to appease your own unwillingness to grow
You will rise again

You have been beaten down

You have been abused

You have been torn down

You have been told you were nothing

You have been told you can’t do it

You are plagued by residuals

You are tormented by demons

You are tortured by nightmares

You are attacked by PTSD daily

You are reminded of it all by your scares

You are so tired of it all

Yet you survived all of it

You continue to live each day

You continue to smile

You continue to thrive

You continue to overcome

You continue to be strong

You continue to rise

© Seductive Poetry

Spoken Word Version ::
Larissa Frost Jan 12
The siren saved me
With her fragrant tune
On the water
At half past noon
He couldn’t resist
And she pulled him
To have him join her
As her daily feast
At half past noon.

                      -L. Frost
Samara Jan 3
what is there left to say
when all the words i've laid
in front of you bear no meaning
we speak different languages
mine, delicate
yours, harsh

the words-
ones i scramble to find
but still can't push to you
- - -
is this where we part?

let me go
and let me be free
to sing my song
for those who feel
my melody
Sydney Dec 2020
She was full of life with a hunger for adventure.

Everyday she traveled to the ends of the earth to bring you back all of the happiness that you needed to sooth your racing soul.

But no matter how treacherous the journey, she always persisted, she would never let you down.

But as each day passed, each journey got harder and each time she returned, more exhausted than before and the happiness and joy that she wanted to share with you was never good enough - no matter how hard she tried.

Each song that she sang you, you thought was off key

Each dress she was proud of, you were less than impressed

Each smile was never quite bright enough

Stomach not flat enough, hair not soft enough, kisses not sweet enough, each blink not quick enough, each breath not shallow enough.

Her mind was never sharp enough to keep up with your greatness.

Because you were royalty, the ruler or all, controller of time. But that is only how you saw yourself. The rest saw you as a crazed puppeteer trying to control the uncontrollable.

Which is quite the feat, but you cracked the code.

How do you control the uncontrollable?

You break what isn’t meant to be broken until the point of being unfixable. But you fix them and break them like a record on repeat.

Showing them that you are the only one who can fix it, but like god you can take it away

So the girls who dreamt about falling in love walk on eggshells each day as to not mess things up.

To spare themselves from the verbal berating of
“i’m the only one who will ever care”
and the
“no one will ever love you like i do”
and the best of them all
“no matter how hard you try, you are and will never be good enough.”

When a lie is told too many times you believe it to be true.

Forever the ball and chain on their ankle keeping them grounded when the winds of someone new would come by.

Because who wants a girl who is damaged? Who wants to spending the time cleaning up this mess?

The instructions are shredded and in a language I don’t understand.

People come and they go, fixing and tweaking, leaving and taking parts along the way.

Forever a mismatch, an unmatched sock that you just throw out.

It’s just her and the chain holding her down to the ground.

She just sits there and waits because she knows she is good enough, smart enough, kind enough.

But she knows, if she is patient, there will be someone who can help her understand her unreadable instructions.
do you remember me?
i'm the girl you dumped because she will leave
because she will leave the country after highschool
and you thought that wasn't cool

have your opinion, i don't care
but don't you dare come back to me and blame me for something that wasn't fair
it was more unfair to me
you knew from the very start my goal was to leave
to study abroad, psychology in madrid, barcelona or somewhere else in spain
so i don't have to share my pain

i hope she is good to you
whoever she is
does she give you all the bl*wjobs and *** you request?
does she agree to everything you make her do?
does she even leave her male friends to calm your trust issues?
does she love control?
does she plan to study in germany so your future is perfect?
does she do everything i couldn't do?
to my so called bf
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
Set the boundaries
Ease the pain
Life will go
Much better they say
Easier said than
Put into place
Cause when I did
His hands rose to
My face.


“They” have never lived
        with a narcissist.
Larissa Frost Nov 2020
You lured me in
With your compliments
And trapped me with
your lies
I could never please you
No matter how I tried
The day we tied
The knot to hell
I saw the evil twist
And some years later
I ran
To escape

Alice Sep 2020
You twist my words
       into forms I don’t recognize
it’s almost like
Cattatonicat Jun 2020
Everybody acts like they do no harm
At the sight of the truth,
We say no that's not mine that's yours
What a showmanship

Gaslighting 101 should be a gen-ed course
Professor preach to me, watch out for the ones you care for
They will burn you alive
They will laugh while you turn into ashes and tears

All in the name of love,
I'll sin like a saint and bless like a sinner

Funny seeing you be upset with me
For not carrying your weight anymore
It was never mine to carry, and I don't mind you being upset
Because you never stopped to think,
oh, she's crushing under the weight,
I should carry my share

I'm not here for your convenience
I'm here to die we all are

All my best friends are losing their innocence
And I miss our innocence
Very much, very much so

All in the name of love,
I'll sin like a saint and bless like a sinner
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