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Erika Oct 2020
I loved you for who you are
In times of trouble is there
Ready to fight in gray
For my lover's lair

Sacrifice my happiness
For me not to see your sadness
I love you but what happened?
You fool me your maiden

I thought you will be my knight
With the darkest of night
With those beautiful sight
You leave me alone in the fight

I was betrayed
By you, the lover of mine
Until then, I was never fine
You choose her, I was done

In this battle I lost you
You found someone new
In the castle we build
Tonight I'm alone with no shield

I hope you're happy now
For leaving me behind
For the ties unwind
River of tears in my mind.
For all who experienced some messy break ups and betrayals
Nylee Oct 2020
I see, breathe and
feel my heart
breaking a thousand times a day
I keep silence all through the day, the night
but when I go to sleep on my bed,
I remember each broken piece
like a still fresh bleed
Depriving me from night's peace
this is my sleep disease
All these heartaches control my night dreams
They won't cease till I cease.
min Jul 2020
heartaches hurt the most —
as if breathing takes
a lot of courage
and playing guitar
isn’t about the riffs anymore.
it’s as if tears
could choke you in pain
and every so often
they heavily pour.
usually, heartaches
could only be felt
in a sob or two;
but now heartaches are
random nights that
keep on haunting you.
i bleed more at night.
annh May 2020
Buttered parcels filled,
With rose hips and cinnamon;
Heartache’s antidote.

‘Only the pan knows
how the boiling soup feels.’
- Laura Esquivel, Like Water for Chocolate
july hearne May 2020
unboard the windows
there is an expensive moment to come
when you finally figure out
the undoable has been done  

never fleeting, never free  
pay and pay but never repay

hope he was more than your hedberg ******
leading you on to childless and spinster

going going gone
all along you got it so wrong

dystopia ringing your doorbell daily
another package from amazon
****** censorship for all
aren't we all our own black swan
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KuPBl75v8-4&list=FLXopt9nnBkenZ2qfc_VCXeA&index=2&t=0s


"oooh sadness
i have no more use for you"

sad trumpet of a lifetime
a state of standstill is a state of decline
agatha Dec 2019
I've no plans to write tonight
but the sound of your voice lingers
at the back of my mind—

quiet, shy, baritone
like I have never imagined.

A humid day, the sky's tears fall
in little, thin drops
and there you were—

know that I try
to be as honest as possible, but

You didn't look perfect at all.
your eyes were tired, hair slightly tousled—
were you sleeping in class?

That thought makes me chuckle—
you looked like a child in confusion.

You didn't look perfect at all.
maybe it's because Helios wasn't
caressing your face.

For now, we make do with sunlight
peeking through clouds of gray.

Have I mentioned
you look good in blue?
Maybe I will soon.

Later when my heart is still
and I can admit you make my soul ache.

But for now, I wait and wait
and honestly, darling,
I wouldn't mind waiting—

for you.

—2:12AM, 3 13
Jay Dayz May 2019
Lonely
Something that describes me
Lonely
The feeling I keep hiding

I want to be by your side
Yet I know I can't
So I stay away
Like you want me to

Lonely
It's what I am
Lonely
Is what I'll always be

Destined to cry
In the shadows of the past
Without moving foward
Trying to not look back

Lonely
Is what I feel
Lonely
When you look away

I'll keep my distance
If that makes you happy
I'll give everything away
If I get to see you smile

Lonely
For you my love
Lonely
Will be enough
Poetress2 Apr 2019
If I had known the future,
and all that it entailed;
I would never go, down those same roads,
that lead me straight to Hell.
~
If I had known the heartaches,
which many times I've faced;
I'd run and hide, deep down inside,
in a place that's sound and safe.
~
If I'd have known what love is,
I may have loved much more;
But I didn't know, how to let it show,
never knowing what love is for.
~
If I were but a child again,
and attention I  yearned to seek;
I may have become, much different than some,
but all I became was me.
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