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Mickey May 2019
Broken hearts, crushed souls,
damaged minds, bruised bodies.
Yet, Beautifully spoken words and perfectly  shaped smiles.
Bummer May 2019
I spent this morning telling myself that I meant something to someone.
Saying to myself that I could handle today.
Saying to myself that I could handle my thoughts today.
I don't like to lie, but It helps me stomach breakfast.
These self therapy sessions over coffee aren't helping me at all.
Sipping on the bitter truth leaves an aftertaste of self doubt.

But I still tell myself that everything is okay.
Because one day, maybe everything will be.
Juno May 2019
You once said that
You loved me and
I believed you
Can’t you see?

I said it back
And meant it too
But that was before
I was betrayed by you.
c May 2019
1.  I lie when I say I Love You

1b. Maybe it’s because I’m a compulsive liar or maybe it’s because I add a big DON’T in the middle, but either way, I lied

2. you are a dying star folding in on itself and I cannot support the cold dead core you're going to leave behind

3. your tongue tastes like espresso and caffeine makes my heart beat way too fast

4. you say "maybe" too much and act like its a promise waiting to be broken

5. I am SO GOOD at loosing sleep! Over you! Because of you!

6. you have never cried in front of me

7. you have really good music taste and I don't want my favorite playlist to ruin me when you leave

8. I once read that indecision is the present form of regret. you can't make up your mind and I'm starting to think that's a sign

9. you drink to get drunk and I drink what tastes good. now my throat is burning and I’m not sure if it’s from the words stuck inside it or the whiskey in your kiss.

10.
Bob May 2019
I'm offbeat humming a tune
Making it difficult for you to tap your feet
You decide to scream out of key
Staring at me as I stare at you
Silence broken by you asking
Should we take this home
Counted me in on three
I speak about what I know
I only believe what I see
And I have seen a right and left not make a perfect pair
I'm the type that would rather smoke the trees then count the leafs
Live life instead of living for afterlife
Pushing your beliefs won't make me believe
Love is far from free
Hate holds more weight
Hard to love with hate
Thanks to the pain I hate to love
I threw twelve nickles in a well
I threw sixty cents away
My last girlfriend was out here to teach me
Failing is not the worst part of failure
That would be holding on to long
Love to hate to loneiness to regrets
Now I sit with torn pictures and scotch tape
Till I finish off a fifth of liquor
From Facebook you would think my life is perfect
Fake as the smile on this aged face
Sad as the man with that fake smile and aged face
Feedback is appreciated
Shiv Pratap Pal May 2019
Ronnie Ronnie
Yes Papa
Entering Politics
No Papa



Telling a lie
No Papa
Show me your flag
Ha Ha Ha
Lets Cherish Childhood
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