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empty seas Oct 2018
i feel so cold and alone
all the hurt i’ve experienced is my fault
i’m so dumb
so naïve
so willing to please
i let my personality fade away
and i don’t know where it’s gone

all the feelings of those months
came back to me
the constant nausea
the paranoia
the want to hurt
the feeling of being
so utterly useless and ugly

i was beginning to regain
some semblance of self-confidence
but when i think of those days
it’s gone
and all i can think is:
i’m so ugly
i’m so dumb and stupid
why
why am i like this?
why am i so awful?

i feel like all the progress i made is gone...
Mike Zimmerman Oct 2018
I loved you with all my heart,
But now I see it was a fantasy.
We ignored the parts we didn't like,
So that we could feel love.
You're a viscous serpent.

I can feel you coiling,
Trying to choke the air out of me.
Your venom trying to stop my heart.
The beautiful facade hides danger,
I let you in despite warnings.

But you left me a wretch of a man,
Clinging to old illusions.
In my sorrow I've found something,
Someone real and truly beautiful.
We licked our wounds together.

She isn't my protector,
Her presence forces me to be better.
I now see you for what you are,
Can you see it yourself?
Our are you the victim in this?
Callie R Oct 2018
Hurry up please
Don’t leave me in suspense
I know it’s coming
I’m used to your habits now

So spit it out
Quick and clear as you can
Tell me your lie
So I can leave again

Then prepare myself
To come back for more.
Amanda Kay Burke Oct 2018
Living for your twisted amusement
I am taking risk after risk
To be friends like I promised
Help you find happiness

When I was your girl that seemed simple
Had it figured out
Life took the things I knew about you
Replaced them with a load of doubt

It all happened within my reach
I was too slow to turn the tides
Losing all I clutched close to my heart
When I wouldn't loosen my grip time pried

Those who predicted our demise
Lifted their gaze to point and laugh
In that position I realized something
I was meant to grow from this mishap

It was a part of my journey
The truth was made openly clear
Dark clouds loomed over  sweet perfection
Horizon no longer smudged by denial and fear

Senses aren't functioning very well
In the center of your games
This place I recognize without hesitation
I sit and strategize methods to break the chains

There is no hand to conquer
Though this chess match was fun
I've learned you never play fair
You just cheat and cheat until you've won
It seems like everyone plays games nowadays
Elizabeth Brown Oct 2018
A deal with the devil.
What have I walked into?
I gave myself,
Gladly,
To be part of something horrid.
A silver tongue, an angry rod.
A wise man, a dear friend,
Once spoke of a ‘little death’.
The death of a personality,
Your personality.
Mine.
Have I lost myself?
Would I know if I had?
Could I escape this hellish ride?
Pull myself up by my boot straps
Give myself a good smack and run,
Recklessly yet with intention,
Into the arms of a man who may not even know me?
Will he know if I am the woman that he fell in love with?
I can only hope that
After all of this
He will still want me.
What have I become?
Whenever you say no sometimes I'll take that as a challenge,
to infiltrate your mind with things you wanna do,
but you say there's no time to.
I look for the chinks in your disposition,
and I get inside through the tiniest holes,
penetrating your thoughts,
and inhibitions,
to push towards the naughty,
or just to the "I shouldn't",
but never towards the "I wouldn't",
cause I know you too well.
I know you'll enjoy it,
I'm just a slight push from time to time,
a little devil on your shoulder,
that can take a hold of you.
My whispers are subtle when needed
or blunt when I know you're in the mood,
but you'll fall for it eventually,
because I know what makes you tick.
That soft correction,
the subtle jabs at your self restraint,
and getting into what I know you want.
I'll make you stay up too late,
enjoying yourself as I take joy,
just knowing I got you doing more than you expected.
ok okay Jul 2018
Those 'little lies’ you tell me
Always come back to haunt me
You think not more but for yourself
And pretend that you adore me
Through manipulation
You create my frustration and make me feel lonely

You taunt me with your 'little lies’
And use me like an object
You pull me close when you're feeling sad
But don't catch me when I'm falling
You tell me that we're the best of friends
Yet you leave me when I'm hurting

Your 'little lies’ always end in tears
Just admit that you don't love me
hey guys, enjoyed making this :)
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