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EU EU Mar 2018
I don't have a clue with what's happening in your mind
Your mind that takes over and replays events that made you hide
Can't bear the pain that's eating my inside
I'll lessen the pain by hurting myself outside

Behind my silly laugh and smile
Is someone feeling incomplete
Behind my head
Is someone telling me it'll all be over when I'm dead
A simple smile can hide unbearable pain.
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2018
I am really not sure
If feelings are real
You might be a theif
My heart you plan to steal

Do not let me hold back
These thoughts kept inside
See right through to
What I try to hide

I am still afraid
You know me too well
You are the only person
That brings me out of my shell

The way I laugh
When I am around you
Reassures my mind
You feel how you do

I think that you would catch me
If I trip and fall
You have the chance to be with
The biggest trophy of them all.
This is another old one
Wilder Mar 2018
What if I gave you a song of fire
Constantly burning brighter
More than you ever meant to me
More than your songs could ever be
If you knew me
You would not be mean
But I know you don't know
You can't ever understand
My mind is uncontrollable
So what if I gave you a song of fire
Constantly burning brighter
More than you ever meant to me
More then your songs could ever be
I'm not sure where this came from, I found the first line floating through my mind and it needed to escape.
I might be a devil.
A soul ******* succubus from hell
Coming up to claim my prizes
Fill my goodie bag full of shiny ****** hearts
And pretty little promises
Look me in my face and ask me if I love you
I don't know
I don't know if I have ever loved anyone
The more I stare into my own emotions
The more unclear they become
I don't know that I have ever
Given love that I didn't use for my own vain agenda
To build myself up into this beautiful crystal castle
Looking down on everyone
Who I claim to put above myself
Is it love?
Or is it slavery?
Am I a saint?
Or am I a ghost?
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2018
The silence between us grows slightly larger
Every single time we talk
It's never uncomfortable for me
You are my dependable rock

Instead of awkward it's restful
A warm glow laced with unspoken words
We understand why hopes and dreams
Often fly away like little birds

Others think we can't keep the love
We have, look at us like we are crazy
Like we don't know the heartbreak ahead of us
We know. In our minds it is just sorta hazy

There won't be any hurt or heartache
As long as we unite together
There will always be doubters
Their opinions are all as light as a feather

Non-believers will scoff at our playful snow fights
The delight in my voice when I shriek
You always let me win even though
We both know I am unathletic and weak

They think they know about us
I assure you they don't have a clue what's within
This level of love is a mountain we climbed
They can't even begin to imagine
This is another super old one
MOHAMED Mar 2018
A poem about love
How do I write something
I am not good enough

This expression of love
I have no idea where to start
How to rhyme and stuff

Girl do you need the strange art
For me to show that I love you
With all my heart

O heavens above
How do I write something
I know not of.
I don't know how to write a love poem. But I do know how to love her.
Gale L Mccoy Mar 2018
i defy myself
every time i define myself
just to prove myself wrong
oh, whoops i proved myself right
  
                   i dont know what im looking for
                   but i know it when i see it
                   then i forget to be it
                   oh, whoops i forgot all of it

         i think i know more than i think i do
         never know what to do with myself
         im in several places all at once
         oh, whoops i never moved at all
Nayana Nair Mar 2018
As I purse my lips,
trying to push back words
that I am afraid are the wrong ones.
I wonder,
stand in awe,
of those gentle souls
who heal so many hearts.
While I fail
to utter any words,
fearing,
not knowing,
what might break them.
Cana Mar 2018
At one point in time
When all is said and done
The only things that remain
Are the ashes of good intentions

It is a general rule that
People maintain an underlying
Need for gratification
A facade of “I don’t”

No ***** given

This is false
We’re all liars inside
To your friends, families
Selves.

To look in the mirror
Whether model or mould
Is a painful reminder
Of this stark reality.
Writing in this state of mind is a dangerous thing. And doesn’t make sense. Don’t misbehave and write people :D
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