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Asominate Sep 2
I crave consumption
An urge to purge,
If you will

To cease all function
I want my body to be still
I want my heart to be still
I want my mind to be free

I crave consumption
I want to undo my reality

I crave consumption
An urge to purge,
If you will

To cease all function
I want my body to be still
I want my heart to be still
I want my mind to be at peace

I crave consumption
I want to be decreased
anon Jul 7
She walked,
Alone, unseeing of the clamour behind her.
Cold, and bereft,
Yearning - for what?
She left. Just disappeared,
Cocooning further as hands
Invisible to her, tried to land
On her heart.
This is the first poem I wrote! I was proud of it and it still holds significance to me.
Asominate May 2
I crave consumption,
An urge to purge,
To cease all function,
To rid the the world
Of the destruction caused by me.
I crave consumption,
I crave to undo this liability
Asominate May 2
It's just another small
Little
Miserable day
For the
Liability

You know you had it coming
Here's some for all your nothing

Small,
Simple,
Incapable mind
Wasting
Everybody's time

Making molehills mountains
You'll never amount to something!
Guys, I am not okay.
James Hooper May 2019
Minds connected
Souls intertwined
In a crowded room it was just you and I.

Spoken truths
Unspoken love
Above all is what you consist of

Beautiful trauma, tell me your name
I’m dazzled by your abilities

Oh tranquility
Am I going insane?

They’re the liabilities,
So save me
from the mundane

Eyes connected
Spirits combined
Our lives infected
by the world that we find

Sweet sweat of chaos
in the taste of your tears
Retain your innocence and
run with me for years

Beautiful trauma, tell me your name
I’m dazzled by your abilities

Oh tranquility
Am I going insane?

They’re the liabilities
So save me
from the ******’ mundane
To the beauty I met in a crowd.
Madison Greene Jan 2019
I wonder if I'm able to love without making a catastrophe of it.
Is my heart more than a catalyst for tragedy?
I wonder, did you ever feel like you were drowning in my feelings?
did you feel like you were breathing again as you walked away?
did you feel like another muse for my sad poetry?
I didn't mean to try and use you as the glue for all my broken parts.
I'm a natural disaster and the truth is the ground beneath you shook everytime you came close.
My pure intentions always seem to get twisted but I promise you I only ever wanted to love.
I know I'm poison running through your veins.
I know you wanted to spit me out the second you tasted me.

I'll kiss another boy who doesn't know my mind because if he did as well as you he'd walk away the same.
Just know I tried to be simple. I tried until I felt nothing at all.
ashley marie Aug 2018
its hard to fill loneliness
you cant find the solution if you dont know the problem
blindly searching for an object with no name
that may fix the unfixable
and knowing this keeps you up at night
makes you feel like you are the room itself,
not its occupant.

a liability,

is what they call it.
feel like I am stuck in a void. Poem came  from it.
Elizabeth Jul 2018
I was told I was a blessing although I felt I was a curse. They had to find a cure; they felt like something was missing, and that something was me. I feel like a burden with a weight too heavy to carry, too heavy to handle and too much to overcome. I feel like the unwanted insects that roam through the forest- stepped on and broken, but no one cares enough to stop. No one cares enough to do the healing. For all that I am, I am too much to handle. For all that I am, I have been labeled a burden. In a red striped shirt and blue Levi’s jeans I am all that I am, a burden indeed.
”you aren't a liability”
Elizabeth Jun 2018
And sometimes I lie awake at night with a feeling of loneliness but also a feeling of guilt for I feel as though I am a waste of space. I am a heavy burden with a fragile sign plastered on me. How could anyone love me for all that I am for I am too much to handle. I am too much for myself and I’m too much for others for i only take up space. I am a liability
Alaina Moore May 2018
You can think whatever you like.
That’s the freedom of thought.
Experience leads you to perception,
so let me tell you stories about
you.

There was once a time
where we were at odds,
and our spirits acted as
poles on a magnet.
I tried hard to turn myself around
but I ended up in an uncontrolled spin.
Ever gaining velocity
from your push.

There was once a time
where you were deceitful
and purposely put me in a situation
where I had to keep quiet
about your pathetic inability
to have an ounce of self-control.

There was once a time
I coddled you in a moment of pain.
I sacrificed my focus,
for your feelings,
as friends do.  

There was once a time
where you invaded my personal space
without permission.
Too intoxicated to remember
but vain enough to run from the truth
of your unwelcomed actions.  

There are many times
when the words that flow
out of your mind
and to your mouth
are convoluted, primitive
thoughtless, and egocentric.

There is now a time
where I do not call you friend.
When the veil has been burned to ashes,
and all that remains
is the same exact person
you claim to have slayed.
****** predator, pathological liar,
selfish, and narrow minded.

People never change.
To quote Eminem "...it ever occur to you that I still have pictures?!"

"I am not the one with whom to ****" - Aliens
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