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Àŧùl Apr 2016
How they wield horrible envy,
Crawling its way onto my veins,
Grab my neck by means envious.
Schadenfreude:
A German origin word meaning 'harm joy' literally.
It means 'pleasure derived by someone from another person's misfortune.'

And I'm dealing with it for many years now.

My HP Poem #1067
©Atul Kaushal
Jessie Taylor H Feb 2016
I would've made you fall in love,
you wouldn't of been able to help yourself.
You would've been caught by my smile,
every time your eyes glimpsed my way.
It'd feel as if your body couldn't function,
without the sweet taste of my lips.
Your hands would suffer withdraws,
when they moved away from my skin.
But drugs can be harmful,
with an addiction as strong as me.
So I'm glad you got away when you did,
because otherwise,
you would've never been free.
2/14/2016
Arcassin B Aug 2015
By Arcassin Burnham


"Better"

Sometimes I wanna cry,
Your beauty is remarkable,
Do you ever think that I could be a gust of wind,
To be *** high from a huge contact from a friend
I met on the way here from the store,
I'll be your everything and more,
We could make good decisions for the better,
Ashes on the moon from the cigarette I'm not suppose
To smoke, cause me asthma made a truce or whatever,
So I'm very cautious,
Although I'm feeling nauseous,
I'm really into you,
Teenage love don't last as much as we'd like,
We're not kids anymore , from the gates we can
Soar or remain in a comfortable state of life,
Love me unconditionally,
Make love like Ben Thomas and Emily posa,
I can,
Be your everything and more for the better.

_________


"I'm Not Through"


As above and so below the barriers
Of what we stand for,
I'm not through,
Most people wouldn't know what do
With you and your exterior,
I'm not through,
Even the thought of you pesants having more,
I'm not through,
Rots me to the core,
I swear it blends the earth,
I won't be through until he says I'm done,
Run away attention ****** you no place
In my cauldron,
I'm not through,
I wasn't asking , I was telling you,
I'm not through,
But many would ask if they could
See the sun,
I'm not through,
If you think I'm horse playing , I have no
Problem with ever showing you,
I'm not through.

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"The Past Gets Harder"


Ripples in the waters of depression,
The fight is being taught to you , I hoped you learned your lesson,
I am not a man nor savior of your blessings,
I am just a kid with abilities that are growing,
Anxiety driven you to madness with family,
Everybody needs a little comfort , even the
Convicts in inner-cities,
The Past gets harder,
Filled with memories,
Y'all got enough of it,
But for starters,
The demons wanna see,
You put the gun to your head,
To end it,
Not A lot of fun,
Having a lot of enemies,
Gotta save my engery,
Have to fight for my future
And my Tendencies,
Artist with an ironfist,
Let me know your secrets,
I won't tell a soul,
I just read between your bones,
If you want some sympathy,
A passion for writing,
I could do exactly what he won't,
So just tell me,
Is it love you feel?
Another Mix !!!!!! No waaaayyy lol
justaspeck May 2015
It's the way that even though I know you are so poisonous;
so harmful
you leer me in every time

and the worst part is
is that I don't even put up a fight
Arcassin B Apr 2015
by Arcassin Burnham


"Indeed"

Hide n Seek,
Hiding feelings for me so effortless,
I'm engaging on asking to one day get engaged,
if that makes any bit of sense,
I wanna stay inside you heart,
because I'm looking for a place like you,
43rd on elm,
In need to cure my weakness,
although its her,
She can't be tamed,
It needs no name,
peaches reside from the nearest orchid,
Don't know if the large amount of people can be fed the same,
cause I'm looking for a place like you,
yes indeed,
The closer the virtue , the easier the happiness,
here comes the sun,
lay it out on the decks and have some fun,
Fall for the love of the bee and stung,
I'm Seeing stars cause I'm hitting the ****,
I think i found a place like you.

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"Joyful Noise"


Rubber Bands i picked out of my hair after knowing it grew a little longer and decide to pull the curtains from the windows,
I'm certain I'll feel a breeze when I Start stepping outside this door but I'll never know which direction the wind blows,
Can You show me?
It must be that time of the month because my sister asked me did i see any of her pads and i just didn't give a reply,
Those are girly things and i distance myself from them , instead of trying to find pads I'd rather die,
Now i mean , its clearly a sunday and church is starting early , if we wanted to go or not then thats our choice,
But i won't sit in there for hours listening to the holy scriptures and watching people chanting their joyful noise.
word!


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"Rob­otic Frequencies (Emotion)"


TO SIMULATE WHAT IS CALLED DEATH,
SUCH SIMPLE CREMATION,
DEATH RESERVED WHEN YOU ARE BORN,
NOT MAny kids have their fathers around,
I'm more human enough to have a heart,
When someone else is down,
And any reason they might say the world will end,
But a hoax will be a hoax if you don't give 100 percent,

So if you ever need something,
I got so much sympathy,
I was always the one to show emotion,
BUT TO NEVER LET IT TURN ME WEAK.




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"Most­ Of Em"


Suffocate,
Please don't come this way,
I'm wrapped up in embrace,
From distance leaves,
Guess its the fall,
I watched them as they fall,
And also took retreat,
Or maybe I'll just treat....
Myself to a box of decorative cookies,
My mom brought over,
To show her thanks,
And show love when I wasn't looking,
The sign says stop,
But I keep on,
There's no room for people like you,
Rather than to be eradicated,
Lies in my soul,
I'll take it,
Most of em wouldn't but,
Don't  know how the world turns,
Each day.


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Tell Me What Was Your Favorite ???? Comment if you want :)
Riley Renee Nov 2014
concrete slams across my shoulder blades as you press your body against mine
an outside invasion;
oppression
my hands climb to my lips warding off the gin and wine of your
kiss
it poisons me as you reach to grab my flesh

I should’ve turned to coffee and water;
velvet nights of smooth moonlight and a bitter windchill
God whispered warnings of you
across my thighs, near your neck
gin and wine

it’s you and me, mixing liquor with jealousy
fabricated curls and a whitened smile
you stand towering over me
asserting deceitful dominance at every chance
yet darling,
I’m
Brielle Byrne Jul 2014
When I took my first hit of you
I never knew it’d be like this
that giddy head buzz
while it kills me from the inside
not around and I feel deprived
you’re killing me slowly
but I’ll disregard this
because I need a vice right now
so you can be the cancer in my lungs
the reason I can’t breathe
you’ll be in everything that hurts
pulling me down into an ocean of smoke
my blackened lungs will fill with you
but metaphorically I’ve already drowned
Brielle Byrne Jul 2014
Let’s pretend these sheets are empty
and that I’ve died or something equally as irreversible.
Flown away with the last of the sparrows,
or carried by an autumn breeze.
Perhaps pulled into the depths of a surging wave,
or lost in the darkness of a grotto.
Running an old dirt path,
where thoughts of you cannot follow
and try to plead my return.

In years from then,
when I’ve forgotten the feeling of sunlight on my skin,
and when your prints finally leave my lips,
I’ll rest in peace,
knowing I saved you.
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