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Man Jun 2023
What a web
Of clever widows.
The venom burns,
Acid lapped wounds,
Too early for the pain to subsist.
And of what I know,
She has yet to confess
And likely never remit.
Don't you worry for me.
I'm alive.

Words pour out of me
like the rivers of thrill
that gushed from deep within me
and rushed away in silent screaming,
in-between the glorious thighs
you missed out on.

Maybe I was only ever there
to prepare you for her.

Maybe I hung by a thread
so you don't hang your head.

Don't you feel sorry for me.
I survived.

With my heart in my hands
at the gates of a shrine
I swore to never forget how your face lit
when you said that I was
your favourite hypocrite.
spacewtchhh Aug 2022
Ironic as it seems:
I know someone unfaithful
longing for real love.
newborn Jul 2022
they say don’t judge other people
yet they do
sorry my book of truth offends you
and makes you hostile towards the world
the world that was destined for you
to be good, to give you eternal salvation
and what did you do to ***** it up?
press your lips against a body
against a boy who hates your guts
who only wants you for favors
you worship his unreliable devotion to you
then, call him crap after he cheats
the throne placed in the desert
He sits on it, tears rolling down His
perfect saddened face
so many people mistake His true meaning
hide behind things such as misogyny
or forcefulness or the dust on the pages
i believe, i believe, i believe
you don’t have to, you can participate
in a meaningless life, striking your
fist against our faces, but i will always
turn my other cheek for you
you can have every square inch of my
pride and dignity and after that, i will still
keep turning my other cheek
your bullets ricochet off my bulletproof vest, sorry my book of truth offends you

7/9/22
Talia Mar 2021
Time,
a valuable currency.
Mine,
seemingly yours to steal.

Robbed me of my riches
Poured my money down

the drain. Still you could not
Spend a penny
for my thoughts.
Word play with the British idiom "A penny for your thoughts", referring to a desire to know what is on another's mind.
Dhimss Jan 2021
Mirror Mirror on the wall,
Tell no lies of who I am.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Stop showing my fragmented self.
A broken me, is perhaps all there is to see.
el Dec 2020
so you
tell me off
&
force me
not to eat
while you munch on your snacks
in front of my face
wow.
I hear them say,
"You only have one life, be grateful
Keep your stance firm, be fateful."

I say to myself,
"I try to -- every cold night, every warm day.
But as I wake up, I can't help but drag myself away."

I hear them say,
"Always look at the bright side,
There are reasons for what transpires in life."

I say to myself,
"I said I try to -- every cold night, every warm day.
But every little good thing seems to always come with a price."

And then they say,
"Oh, ye of little faith, stand tall,
He is with us, and I'll always pray for you."

Yet again I cry,
"I did not ask for your faith, nor did I ask for you to pray.
Listen for once, and one day, maybe you'll know what you can and need to say."
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