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Kayden T Widmer Mar 2015
We've been together so long.
Ive never been the type to wear makeup or a dress
so why are you so surprized when I tell you I'm a man?
I have not changed who I am
Just...what I am.

You are trying so hard to understand,
To except the things going on.
All that plus your daily life
I understand this is hard.

You've always liked my *******
My wide female hips.
I'm so so sorry,
But I cannot pretend anymore.
Just written on the spot. Sorry if it *****.
XxamnesiaXx Mar 2015
our fights are stupid,
i realize now,
life gets on everyone's nerves
especially the ones you touch,
and i'm sorry
you ever hurt me(and that i ever hurt you)
so forgive my foolishness
and go burn.
this is for my boyfriend and our foolishness
Joshua Poetry Mar 2015
The hardest pill to swallow is knowing
that I did it to myself.
I can try to say that over stated/ cliche line:

"In the end, it was probably
for the best."

but the truth is, that it doesn't help.

My mind cannot help but wander and drift to the thoughts of you.
Your skin illuminated by moonlight.
The way you would hold me close and say goodnight.
The way we laughed and talked about the future.
About how much you were my pride.

I use to find so much peace by the oceanside,
but for the first time in my life I found that same peace
standing right next to me.
You make me feel alive.
My mom said that you were the best for me
because you brought life back to my eyes.

I always hated the city,
but seeing the joy it brought you made me want
to spend every moment I could with you.
The way you would grab my hand and lead me to
all of those special moments that you wanted to share,
and if I could, in a moment I would be right back there.

I took you for granted.

There are no apologies that I could ever pen
to help you to understand how much
I would go back and do everything over again.
I just wish that I could make you see that
you are the only oceanside I need.

If my heart is an anchor, then your heart is the sea;
for my heart longs to be weighed down to yours
for this life and all of
eternity.
I feel like a ****
I feel that Bae is furious
I feel all I do to her is irk
Yet, it still remain curious

Bae says she is far from livid
She says that she never is mad
At points in time I feel timid
I feel like I've done something bad

But still, I remember the blithe times
Although I get worried, she's cute
And although I feel I commit crimes
I know it's just sarcastic, endearing dispute

And so no one is melancholy
I have no reason to be glum
Because there is no felony
Oh, Bae, why am I so dumb? ;P

Bae, you make me so very joyful
I won't forget you till the end of time
I feel utterly greatful
And I'm sorry I have run out of rhymes
I remember when you loved
That my lips tasted like
Little White Lies And Cigarettes
When my lies were meant
To keep from breaking your heart
And my cigarettes
Were dedicated to someone else's name
Rolling off my lips
Death-throws Mar 2015
Cut
tonight i cut an angel,

her heart in my palm beating away. her words echoing in my brain, theyd been there all along, such beautiful soft words, words that mattered, words that cared , words that helped , words that pushed me up and  onwards

tonight i cut an angel,

her trust was as strong as steel in me, even when mine felt soft as yarn, she allways believed and faught for me without sense and without judgment
even when her sword was too dull to cut and too heavy to swing
her armor was so broken there was no point in wearing it,
but she wore it for me

tonight i cut an angel,

she is more beautiful then i deserve,more caring then i thaught possible, but frailer then rice paper.
she will allways love me, even when i hurt her, she would stand and smile and sow the hole in her heart closed again

tonight i cut an angel,

she wanted what was best, she knew what was best, she allways had and allways would, but my heart was beating to fast, my head was to strong. i screamed and faught and squeezed razors into the heart in my palm
tonight i cut an angel.

and now ill pray that to god he will send her back


L.G
Creep Mar 2015
We were all together once.
A wall of friends, ready to help each other
to slay and protect.
The Fab Five/The Passionate Pentagon...
The Dark Side.
What happened to us?
What we once were,
we are no more,
and we look back at the Dark Side
like the same way we reminisce old memories-
but we are not old memories.
We will always be the Fab Five,
The Dark Side.
We are tied together
by bonds unseen but there.

But yet we are all reaching out,
stretching our flimsy arms to everyone around us
people who never were a part of us,
longing to be held and heard-
to not be forgotten.

There is no need for that.
I promise you,
you are not forgotten, and never will be.
So maybe...maybe let's try again, eh?
Let's get the old gang together
remember we exist to each other,
take away all the walls built up between the bonds,
all the anguish squished in between us,
and let's
Reunite.
My old gang and I....we're falling apart. We used to be together always, and now we barely talk. We need a reunion tbh... I'm sorry I haven't been there for you guys, I've been so caught up in my mind, in my own selfish needs. Je suis desolee, mes amis. Let's talk about stupid teachers and school, and laugh about eating each other, and about being the passionate pentagon that praises the good lord heine, aight? Let's remember the bonds again...We should use Skype, and meet up after school to hangout sometime soon, or what little we have left will be gone.

Talk ***** to me
by jason derulo
all of me
by john legend
Jason Mar 2015
I didn't know
I don't know how to act
How to show you how I feel
But do I even want to show you how I feel
Or should I show you how I felt
I don't know
I didn't know how you felt
Or how you feel right now
All I know is how I feel right now
And right now all I want it for you to be happy
And I am willing to do whatever it takes for you to truly be happy
Kendall Feb 2015
...
How
     small
           do
               I
                 have
                      to
                        be
                          before
                               you
                                  love
                                      me?
Clover Feb 2015
How do I tell someone I love that they have to go home?
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