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Jack Thompson Jul 2015
Every one of these girls.
Wants to be my muse.
But baby I ain't ready for that ****.
I'm just way too confused.

I could take you in.
Swim in the hearts I've collected.
But baby in the end.
You might find yourself rejected.

I'm a dangerous mess.
Never was good at abstaining.
You can be my addiction for tonight.
A sweet affliction I ain't restraining.

I know all the right ways.
To do the wrong things.
I know how it feels.
To have a heart that stings.

Am I the worst?
Or just worse than you expected.
What if it was reversed.
And it was my mind you infected?
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015

Rap music induced.
I am you looking at me
look into me and what do you see?
you see me looking at you

I look at you and what do I see?
I see you looking at me
for you are me looking at you
...to the reflection.
Joliejoliesara Jun 2015
Without you looking
I put little bits and pieces
of you in my pocket,
I tried taking them out this morning
to hug you
but it turns out
my pocket had a little hole
S.R.
Eccedentesiast Jun 2015
your eyes are beautiful
but it becomes more beautiful
when you are looking at her
karen dannette Jun 2015
Stay
Stay away from me
You are so toxic
Your heart is black like tar
Pourous and spongy
Soaking up energy
With none returned
Demonic sickness
Embedded in your every motive
Life is meant to be enjoyed
And you are no longer wanted in mine.
I guess this is the only way I know of to get rid of the negative and invite the positive into my life.  Moving forward, never back.
Jake Griffith May 2015
Stay where you are.
I think I see you,
Or, maybe, that isn't you.
I don't think its you.

Okay, keep on walking,
Come to me,
I'll stay where I am.
I'm next to the watch kiosk.

Are you on your way?
Okay, I'll stay here,
Come to me.

Okay, Its been about an hour.
Did you leave me?
It's okay if you did,
I'll just drive to your place.

I'm in my car now.
My phones almost dead
And my GPS is a *******
It doesn't work.
Whats your adress?
I'll try and get to your place.

I've been driving around
For too long.
I think I might just go home.
I'll see you tomorrow.
If You're not doing anything.
Oh, you're busy?
Thats okay, I am too actually.

Maybe next week then?
Okay.

I'll see you when I see you.
Tex Dermott May 2015
Bland
Yet talented
John Z. Adams

Once
World Champion
By battle royal

Always
Looked over
Due to personality

As
Time past
His greatness noticed

Often
Looking backwards
We discover things
John Z. Adams was a minor character in my story titled The Immortal One has Fallen.  I decided to do his story is the Janaku form.
harmony crescent May 2015
Looking for peace under every rock I see
Looking for love in every magazine
Looking for hope in every drop of rain
Praying that You will take away my pain
poetplease May 2015
Sometimes when you look at something hard
enough you can see its pixels,
when you spend to long focused and color starts to fade
and light becomes a blending tool.
Looking but not seeing.
When shape defines what you see,
and color is a first thought,
... and you've seen everything, or nothing.
Cat Fiske Apr 2015
keep doing things like you are now,
and I hope to see you get pushed even further down,
by the ones who are supposed to help pull you up.

I will and have always been here to help you,
              and have,
but one day that's going to stop.

and that's going to ****,
when you learn how much the world ***** first hand.
because no one holds your hand.

and life,
its not one plan,
its full of little things you eventually fall into,

but what you have fallen into,
is a sick and twisted pattern,
my old friend,

you gotta get out of this monster,
You know me,
by god,

our house,
everything's a ******* open book,
and sometimes I feel you don't even look,

but maybe your over looking,
or not looking close enough,
Because you were the one whose always had more then enough,

I don't say that to make u feel sorry for me,
but I say it so maybe you on top of everything,
Don't also have to be someone who is mean,

Having a knowledge about me,
you know how,
kids can me cruel,

and your constant put downs,
are no better then the ones I get served at school daily,
from teachers students and friends and now I guess my family,

Being told theirs nothing wrong,
like lying to me,
telling me my dreams are now a reality,

BUT THERE NOT,
because there are too many things wrong to name,
and my dream wont ever become more then a game,
because my mind is being told lies to feed my flame,

and you can call me the lier,
and call it my own game,
ad that I'm only looking to gain,

But I only want to gain,
What I've always been denied,
And that used to be the help I needed in school,

But as you said,
Like everyone else too,
I'm going no where,

So all I ask for,
Is my happiness they robbed me of,
but that's impassible to get back,

Just like love,
But I can at lest act loving,
And pretend happiness is a thing that exists for me,

because I don't know,
What else to do,
because I've missed out on so much,

and for you to tell me I'm stupid and don't know ****,
That's *******,
you don't know ****,

Our house was and always will be an open book,
my life's been discussed openly,
you know everything about me,

so I'll ask you this,
Why didn't you chose,
to look closely?
just my thoughts on my brother trying to call me stupid and worthless and a bunch of other **** when he knows everything about me as it is.
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