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Ken Voltaire Jan 2019
So cold,
Ash and dust,
Love overcome by lust.
Lost love,
Born of jealousy,
The inability to let go.
Born of darkest parts of the mind that are shown.
Jade Dec 2018
You said that it never happened
And the way it made me feel was a lie
You said I was fake
That I didn’t deserve to smile
And honestly I believed you
I truely did
But everything you said
You were the opposite
You told me you were kind
And that your love never wavered
Did you keep that in mind
When you signed the papers
I thought that I was problem
For so many years
I thought I’d done wrong
By letting them hear
The past can’t keep a hold anymore
But you still can
The things that were done still haunt me
But I guess, like you said
it never happened
The way I feel is a lie
I am fake
Now I guess I’ll never smile
Wind stings and nips at
My cheek, but it’s nothing like
Your seasoned kisses.
Kisses that I am lacking
From your sly lips: bitter-sweet.
Bitter-sweet is bitter because of the cunning and manipulative lips, and is sweet because, indeed, my ‘lover’s’ kisses were magical—entrancing!
Maeve Dec 2018
I am an excellent liar
It’s one of the few talents
I possess,
And I likely should not
Be proud of it,
As it is a cause for concern
In many people

Do I speak sincerely,
They wonder
Am I who I claim
To be
Are my pretty words hollow

It is hard to trust someone
Who lies and lies
Just
For funsies
It’s hard to trust kids who grew up taking theater classes. As a a competitive improviser, it’s my job to lie and make you believe it. Don’t toy with your friends’ trust and emotions, especially just for funsies
Suhyo Dec 2018
I almost forgot, that you were a child.
With your youthful, mature face
And your sweet, sweet words
The determined glimmer in your eye.
I almost forgot, that you were but a child.

Yet as I look back, upon
The words, your words, which,
As children's do, sting, and hurt,
And pierce, through my fragile heart
Made fragile, by your love,
I realise. That you were a child also
And such actions, cruel as they are
Were but actions, of a child.

I almost forgot, that you were a child.
As I stare with wonder, upon
Your fiery hot passion, for that you loved
Your endless ambition, for a promising future.
I almost forgot, that you were but a child.

Yet as I recall, back
The way you played with me, the way
A child would have done so
With a loved puppet or toy,
I realise. That you were a child also
And such playfulness, unforgiving as it is,
Was but feelings, of a child.

I almost forgot that you were a child, and alas!
That was my fatal, most tragic mistake.
I took you as a grown-up, one who should've known better
It was my wrong; I should have been mindful.

And yet. Was it not your childish negligence,
Your childish ignorance, and your childish anger,
That brought ruin to this pitiful pair? Oh -
Do forgive my mindlessness, for I am also
But a child myself.
empty seas Nov 2018
the fire whispered apologizes in her ear
begging for her embrace once again
she began to waver
just a tad
but then she looked around
at the fire’s history all around them
she saw the destruction, the hate, the lies
and suddenly she remembered
the healing burns
on her skin
her resolve hardened
she would not excuse the pain
fire does not regret what it hurts
it only begs for more to burn

bad metaphors? bad metaphors
V liv Nov 2018
Your influence is incessant
Ubiquitous
Inescapable
"Take care of her for me"
Ringing in the ears of my loved ones
Weighing on their minds
Your Words
Your Wishes
Still streaming through the veins of my life
V liv Nov 2018
Where did I go wrong
Where did you go wrong
What did we do wrong
Holding onto the idea
We could be fine
We could fix this
Naive
That word was the beginning to the end
Hope
That was the falsity I never wanted
V liv Nov 2018
Waste of time, tears, and companionship
Creator of my joy
Destroyer of the same
Everything isn't enough
Nothing ever is
Speak of others
Using me to their advantage.
You became worse than them.
Speak of others
Being distant.
You became further than them

No more speak of others
It was you
Your intention
A plan of your own invention
To manipulate
To play
To leave
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