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Umi Dec 2017
Truly I have become sick of this place
Truly it brought me nothing but disgrace,
The fire burns me down,  starting from my face
The pain, is unbearable, just thinking of it makes my heart race

When I think I am served water they melt me down with acid rain
I have finally fallen in the deepest pit of hell, is it mercy I wont gain?
The torture here is relentless,
eating up all all of my skin it begins to slowly numb my senses
I would give up on lfe, if I wasn't brought back all the time
I wonder why I am here....for which crime ?

I forget the life on mother earth, the touch of hell is all there is
Of course, there isn't any bliss (in here)
That is, looking not so bad eh ?
The angels torture us when we are about to burn to the ground
There is no speck of mercy or kindess in them to be found

Stretched out as my skin turns to ash,
We get whipped, broken and torn into shreds...I feel like trash
If I ask for forgiveness now...
And cry out my sins the moment I bow...
Will I have found peace ?


~Umi
bones Dec 2017
Am I really a poet,
If all I ever write about,
Is you?
Feeling insecure today.
Solitary Sac Dec 2017
If I had one wish,

You would stay forever!
If only I had one wish, that could come true

If I really had one wish, to rewrite our story
Only one wish, to hold on to you for ever.
Sam Dec 2017
I've reached the center of the bridge
Only to find no answers to the questions
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
I look to you for guidance
But you always fade away
Like the moon before the sun
I tremble slightly
Punching concrete below
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
Unable to ask
Why you leapt from that overpass
Every time I see you
Tear drops fill my eyes
Every time you see me
Tear drops fill your eyes
The shadow you now are
My knuckles start to bleed
You waltz away again
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
I drop another rose, and walk away once more
Austin Dec 2017
The feeling of no hope.
Just wishful distress.

Trapped in silence, burdened by loud thoughts I hesitate to express.

Suffer in silence a friend once said.
Verbalized then cauterized with dread.

I want to be free.
But these chains bring me to my knees.

In the mirror someone new stands.
Broken compared to the man beforehand.
I find it hard to talk to others about hard topics.
Ephemeral Em Dec 2017
My heart is more or less okay
I guess
But she's long past her springtime days
And sometimes she tries to beat out of my chest
To fly
But she's stuck inside my ribcage

I wish, oh I do, to help her break away
That's true
To help her find more of her glory days, her youth
But once things are broken there isn't a way
To fix
Cannot hide from the truth

So my heart tries to fight and scream
But I'm alright
I ignore the pain in my head
I know this is no illusion, no dream
No release
Nowhere to hide until I am dead

For those green-tinted days I yearn
The gentle sun rays
That gently caressed my heart
But time after time after time I learn
To survive
I must tear my hopes apart
Tia Dec 2017
Eyes made of galaxies
Colors radiating like sunrise in the morning
Giving me a vibe of a new beginning
Telling me those untold hopeful stories

How can you shine in the darkest alley?
How can you relive a dead lady?
Your eyes that couldn't lie gives me life
Your eyes, your eyes kept me alive

One look at my eyes and you read my mind
One glance at my soul and my heart pumps blood
One stare from you and I am hypnotized
Hypnotized to work all day even if I'm drained

Your eyes does all of these
It has magic, it casts spells
And I am someone willing to submit
Because you are my only reason to still breathe
Let's appreciate how transparent and secretive the eyes of someone could be. Sooo powerful.
frankie Dec 2017
put your hands to the sky
drop to your knees and cry a river of salty tears
scream out into the open air
scream until your lungs give out
yell every sinful crime you've committed
beg for forgiveness
beg for a second chance

you're reminded that you've been in this position before
only before it was an act debauchery mixed with a hope for an act of god
but now it is a full blown plea for mercy and a god like miracle
both scenarios pleading for god
and in this moment you remember that you will never find god on your knees
because god does not exist within the hollow shell of whom ever it may be you are worshipping
god exists within your own being
All she can do is cry,
All she can feel is pain.
No one even dare to take her hand.
Sobbing, she wants to leave.
Saying to herself, it's easier to die than to survive and live.
Bang! Kills herself.
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