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Brittany Hope Apr 2015
I love you I really do, but sometimes it's just too hard
And I feel we won't make it through

You've said and done things that have hurt me to the core
You ignore my feelings because you've heard it all before

It seems we fell into a routine
Makeups and breakups
We're always right in between
This is getting so obscene

Tired of fighting over who's right or wrong
Different opinions that are too strong
Why can't we just get along?

I love you I really do, but sometimes it's just too hard
And I feel we won't make it through
XxamnesiaXx Mar 2015
the morning sets,
it nearly dawn,
the birds are chirping,
i awake with a yawn,
i see the bae
with a smile on his face
i close my eyes and say
"I wanna make-out with your face"
i go in hard, with him taking off my cloths
then he goes down town i yell and moan
we change positions like every ten minutes
I'm never now riding on his big ****
were still going its 9 am
i've came 20 times
but he's still going
we went on for two more hours
i'm so worn out and tired
i kissed him and went back to sleep
and he said "**** that was sweet"
this is just something i thought about over the weekend..
Desiree Jackson Mar 2015
He is so cute he is awesome even tho I just started to talk to him he is cute and cool as **** *** he is so cute
Wowssss
day dreamer Mar 2015
He
He's supposed to be strong
He's supposed to be the best 
Because he's a guy

You'll never see him weak
You'll never see him cry
Because he's a guy

He has to hold on
He has to keep moving on 
Because he's a guy 

But he's also shy and reserved
Silent but listening 
He's afraid to fail, slip, and fall
He cries and drinks 
To shut the weakness out

But you'll never see this
You'll never know this
Because he's a guy
Steele Feb 2015
"Is the glass half full?" He asked,
She said "There's no water left,"
"Are you ever nervous going out?"
"Scared half to death."
"I have a six pack of abs."
"Do I look like I care?"
"What does a guy need to have?"
"A smile. A brain. Nice hair."
"How about we go back to my place?"
"How about we no?"
"You look like you'd be a freak in the sheets."
"I think I should go..."
"What's your favourite song?"
"Anything that fills my head."
"Will I see you again?"
"Honestly, I think I'd rather be dead."
Swipe left if not a human being.
P for Poems Feb 2015
A boy with no parents bought up hated and alone,
wanted attention and was always on his own.
a Beast inside made the villagers afraid,
for this reason.. they all displayed,
an attitude of hate,
which they made bait.
lonely and behind,
was also kind.
Year's went passed,
time really went fast,
a team of 3,
he was happy.
He vowed one day,
he'd be the village hokage.
He Trained and trained,
felt drained and pained.
Still need to finish this xD
Miss Liss Jan 2015
i believe i am beautiful,
i believe i am enough,
i believe i am strong,
even when times are tough.

i believe in innocence,
i believe in love,
i believe there is someone out there,
god sent me from above.

i believe in laughter,
i believe in joy,
i believe there's more to life
than just a silly boy.

the ribbon in my hair is a symbol,
not just for girlish charm,
a symbol that true love exists
with out abuse or harm.

the ribbon reminds me of patience,
to let the bad boys pass,
a symbol showing me i'm worth more,
than just a piece of ***.

the ribbon gives me confidence,
it reveals the beauty inside,
a symbol i learned from my mistakes,
and i can hold my head with pride.

so share this as a movement,
share to fill a void in girls today,
a lack of self respect and dignity,
that lets boys get their way.

share this for standards to be raised,
share for heads to be held high,
a change in attitude and image,
that shows her limit is the sky.

share this with all you know,
share with all the girls you see,
that a ribbon in her hair tells guys,
"you're gonna have to work for me."
Daniel Hunt Jan 2015
I'm not like the other guys.
I can't escape this it always finds me,
I try hard to stop it but there's no stopping.
I can't fight it off because it's not of my control,
It's how other people think and I'm just a fool.

I can't escape what others percieve me as,
I just be myself and I guess I'm an ***.
I don't understand why I keep getting pushed down,
I am the nicest guy I know and yet I'm being like all guys around.

I try hard to be the best and the opposite of the others,
But it seems like in the end I'm just like my twin brother.
I'm nothing special and I'm just an idiot,
Don't feel bad if you've called me that I'm used to it.

My dad would say I'm a failure at life that I need to just see,
I tried to block that out but that's exactly what others have shown me,
I'm nothing special and I'm just like the others why even try?
It's like every girl I come across would be better off if I die.

I'm the guy that will cry when I'm told something wrong,
It's probably because I've held all my emotions in for so long.
I know there's great times but then there's the bad,
and when those bad occurs it just makes me really sad.

I'm not lying when I say I try **** it I try really hard!
I don't want to be that ******* of a guy that ****** in peoples yards!
I try not to be that horrible guy that plays 2-3 girls,
I try not being that horrible guy that's ***** rules his world!

I know that I think with my brain or atleast I say I do,
I'm sorry to all if I've ever hurt any of you.
I'm reconsidering what I've thought from the first time this happened,
I might just delete this account and that's just going to be the end.

Please don't be mad or sad, don't tell me to stay.
I'm probably going too anyways,
I'm just trying to smile for once again this is my escape,
But how can your sanctuary be something that's worse in a way?

I love you so much, I love you all I'm not lying.
But I can't stand the girls that turn their backs on me,
Because inside I'm really dying.
I'm not an emo so ***** all of you if that's what you see.

I'm just someone confused with this site,
Who can't stand all the fights,
I want this to be the place that's right,
But soon it'll take over my sight.

If you want me to stay, then show me that im diffrent,
Make me know, im not like the others,
I want to show guys here, that im diffrent.
Tell me should I stay?
I made this poem, becasue I wanted a way, to tell girls that i'm not like all types of guys on this Planet, some can be diffrent.
The first day was the longest
Mornings were for ambrosia
Nights were for castor oil
Lying through teeth and tempting through lenses
Purpose lost to the blind men
Who learn to sleep in seclusion
Visited rarely by saints and messiah fathers
Learn through pain, Oh sweet little pea

The second day was all too short
Kindred, but misunderstood
Sowing seeds and ripping up weeds
Parading around town with roaring sorrow royalty
Following scripts and playing parts
For judges, elders, and "renegade" symbols
Promises, popularity; it's all just a rusty mirage
This place isn't for you, Oh sweet little pea

The third day was spent in Dada
Purgatory for insanity
Whimsical, yes, but something was blatantly missing
This place was rich with new color and null
Vibrant, yet lifelessly powered by prescriptions
No real substance, only mist-forms
Bubbling broth in a surreal soup
Don't get digested, Oh sweet little pea
The first half of the story. A tale of those I've loved.
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