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Lynnia Sep 2018
There’s a ghost inside my skin
Basking in my sin
Wearing me like a dress

She took over my soul
Swallowed me whole
Left me in distress

I tried to launch an attack
Grabbed her hand, pulled her back
But she pushed me back inside

Now she wears my charms
Says she doesn’t mean me harm
Still, the other me has died

She lied.
Arcassin B Sep 2018
By Arcassin Burnham

Days like this , they got me wishin',
To be a witness,
Unholy to these intentions, their bad
intentions,
You can't be , wrong all of the time, its
not my business,
Suspicious, is what you're being, we're
hiding secrets now ?
Is this it? Do we do all this for absolutely
nothin'?
There's something , you're not telling me,
You're hiding something,
Can't do this, it's eating at my brain like
*******,
through this , your eyes say it all, I can not
Do this.
I can not do this.

Burning all the pictures that you sent me.

I was completely a fool to love you.

I hope you have every bad thing coming.

I will remember not make the same mistake.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/09/suspicious.html
Survived Jul 2018
No I don't ever regret loving you
the only thing I regret is that
why why the **** I never lied to you.
. . . "How?" I asked him-
Amazed that he spent nine years in love
With no one to hold for it
How easily I forget
Closing my eyes and trying to feel you
Beside me when you were
So far away

         . . . The sacrifices we make
CJ Jul 2018
Are you the sheep in wolf's clothing?
Or are you the boy who cried wolf?

Are you soft on the inside?
Or are you alone on the outside?

Dressing as a wolf only to pretend you are strong,
but deep down inside you are only fragile

Lying to the face of each and everyone
but deep down inside you are only lonely  

What if I have always been both the sheep and the boy,
Who just want to be relevant and not annoy
Dara Slick Jul 2018
You told me you cared.
You picked me from the street, me,
just a daisy in the road.
I trust you to re-plant me on the side walk, or in a garden.
You set me down all nice and dainty,
and left.

I assumed i'd see you again when you needed to walk past, but you came back for only one thing.
You sprayed me with **** killer.
You saw I was a flower,
moved me,
then tried to **** me.

Little did you know, I was immune.
He may have been a bit more heartless than expected, I am okay now though.
Jay Dayz Jul 2018
I cant write a poem today
because the endless words will fog the purpose
I'm sorry for all I've done
My mistake for being dumb
Were all flawed, were all hauted
But its me who couldn't see
I thought those thoughts were true
but it turns out they just had
selfish wished
all I blamed was for myself
for I am the most flawed
this doesn't rime
this doesn't flow
but neither do my thoughts
surrounded by all my lies
CJ Jun 2018
I feel unheard and unseen
Depressed and weak
Trying to grab on to hope
As I try to survive each week

I looked happy
Cheerful in everybody's eyes
But deep down is where
All my true feelings lies

Nobody knows me
As I keep everything inside
I want to let it free
But all I did was lied

What is wrong? Are you okay?
Is all they will ask
So all my life I have decided
To live behind a mask
DancingEnt Jun 2018
And it's so hard to
believe him 'cause everyone
Else before him lied
I traced the lines of your tattoos
While we drank wine in the living room
Mixed cigarette smoke with my perfume
We had no one else and nothing to lose

Winter comes and there you are
Coming to thaw my cold, cold heart
Warmer days kept us apart
But snow would fall and a fire would start
  
Fingertips on tattered keys
We were Gods in a world we'd never see
Painting a picture of intimacy
You made art out of little old me

Years went by that I spent waitin’
For you to be in our bed again
I checked in everyday back then
Sometimes you'd stop by but I'd never know when

The word Boston tastes like you now
I'd like to forget it but I don't know how
I remember painting the front room of our house
And making love to you when you tried to walk out

Come run your fingers through my hair
We can stay in bed all day in our underwear
Our house feels empty without you there
I still hear your footsteps coming up the stairs

I try my best not to think about us
Or how you used to get so jealous
Our story is old and covered in dust
But I promise to remember you every Christmas
Do you?
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