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Jay M Apr 2019
Caught up in the expectations,
And you say you want the best for me,
Want me to be your perfect little girl,
And it's torturing me,
This pain won't go away,
Every day keeping it at bay,
Now all is so bitter...

It's getting harder to breath,
Burning my lungs,
One day you'll learn from making your lungs black,
While I try to learn from making my soul black.

I hope so immensely for the pain to go away,
Yet if I spoke it,
I would be taken away,
From all I know,
Into oblivion...

Sitting here,
Alone to bathe in my misery,
Again...

Too many problems,
And I want to run home,
But what good would that be?

Being rejected;
Now I can't find what I've left behind...

This is where I lie,
Broken inside,
Slowly outside,
Loosing my mind,
Being left behind.

- Jay M
April 2nd, 2019
Phanindra Prasad Oct 2020
It bleeds,
It tears the heart apart in itself,
It is really painful,
I realize that It would **** my move.
It would break my mind,
When I will realize that you would forsake me,
And leave me alone to walk,
In this lonely dark grove,
I would suddenly die,
I would try to cry,
To save my soul from breaking,
I would be silent for days
I would fast,
And I might leave this World
I would pray for another time,
For another journey together
To be with you
Together to sleep forever,
And wake up again.
It was written by the author in his melancholic time.
dailythoughts Oct 2020
the moon burns brighter
glaring at me
shying away on your name

while I shamelessly
hide in my misery
of your poisoned
pillow talks  

but

                                                               ­                           the moon sees it all
                                                             ­                           even under my skin
                                                                ­                     even over my pretend
                                                         ­                                     truly wondering
                                                                ­                               how I am doing
I continue to pretend
clementine Oct 2020
i just wanna sleep peacefully,
without any traces of tears
nor traces of misery.
i just want to sleep
without remembering the past.
the words that crushed me,
chained me,
and imprisoned me
to a cavernous place.
Jamie King Sep 2020
I charged at the enemy, slashed, cracked, pierced, wounded and killed.
The ecstasy of fleeting lives, still stale eyes, a ****** reached.
***** mingled with feces, kidneys cooked by grenades, a scent
of the battlefield.

I am in diapers my ***** now mingled with feces, faces of nurses
scowling. My skin a worn, wrinkled cloth.
Scars of a warriors pride have long faded. I can taste no more
My sight
a sea of shadows, whispers of waling widows cling to my ears. I long for battle cries.
I use to breathe battle but now I'm bedridden with tubes and diapers.
no sleep, no rest, no peace nor death.
I wrote a poem called the old lady, this one is about an old man.
Ren Sturgis Apr 2019
All this pain I feel Inside
makes me want to ****;
all the Others and rob them of free will.
They think I'm Good and Sweet,
But on the Inside it doesn't look that neat.


I'm just another Monster lurking.
I lay here lifeless in bed.
With no sort of emotion.
Staring at the ceiling.
Yet I'm still confused.
The music from my airpods take over my mind.
I think about how broken my life is.
How I gave love to those who never gave back.
Now I'm totally confused.
My mind's not telling me how I truly feel.
My heart is literally exhausted.
Slowly fading from a beautiful red thing.
To a very dark and cold object.
I can't control the thoughts in my head.
I might as well drown myself with tears on this bed.
lattesandpokez Sep 2020
it broke me when you told me about the misery that you're in
it broke me that all you ask is some sort of comfort,
and yet i can't give it to you
it broke me that i can't go there and offer my shoulders,
whispering "it's gonna be okay"

eventhough you and i both know it's not gonna be
i hate misery.
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