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Cody Haag Apr 2020
I'm out of place,
Searching for a home.
Wanting a lover,
But remaining alone.

Where to turn,
Where to go.
Difficult questions,
Answers I don't know.

I am like a mess,
No one wants to clean.
A waste of space,
No value to glean.

Not worth love.
Not worth tears.
Not worth your anger,
Not worth your fears.

I'm not alive,
Nor am I dead.
Frozen in place,
Stuck in my head.
What is there to say?
dailythoughts Apr 2020
I mistreat my soul by punishing myself for the sins you commit, allowing you to shame me while showering in misery.

The power in me which you have replaced with fear of losing you when in the first place you are not even mine.

You blinded this cruelty with the smell of roses, with the warm lies and with your deceiving eyes.

I name this love but it feels like the end of my very soul.
Diana Nyambeki Apr 2020
Well, I know what y'all think,you think I'm feeble,
You think I'm weak and dumb,and damaged
Well you ain't wrong after all, I am damaged!
Wounded, marred beyond repair,yeah I'm destroyed
But you have no right, you can't just judge me,
Coz you know nothin', nothin' I've been thru'

All those lonely nights, in the darkest of the nights,
You know nothin',you don't know how it is
How that pillow is soaked, soaked in tears,
All the wails,you hear when I'm wailing,
No, I'm not crazy, I'm in pain. You don't get it,
I'm confused, crumbled into pieces
I'm just tryna fight on, tryin' to stay alive
I'm trynna figuring it out, to get to the bottom of it
I'm depressed,i'm off the chain, I'm going crazy

You see why my hair is unkempt, my clothes untidy,
My face pale, my skin peeli'n,
I dunno,what I'm livi'n for, I got nothing, no hope no friends, no family, no nothing,
You laugh ,and giggle whenever I'm passing by
Oooh she's pathetic, Oooh she's a ******
She's miserable, yes I'm miserable
Just label me, brand me names, call me crap,
And still, I won't give up on me, I'll keep tryin'
I'm tryna fix what I can, fix what's left
And just someday, on a beautiful day,
It'will all turn around, I'll reclaim my happiness
And I'll be whole again, just as it was before
dailythoughts Apr 2020
i‘ll be ****** if i have to go through that again
the happiness followed by misery
the smiles followed by silent tears
the paradise with you followed by the hell without you
i‘ll be ****** if i have to go through that again
MEERA SURESH Apr 2020
don't talk,just listen
pick their story's glisten
grasp how not to fail
from their perishing folktale
pay heed to their lamentation
to put yourself on flawless direction
learn about hell and misery
as this is the map for victory
.....
Cathy Devan Apr 2020
She hangs nudes on her wall
Of a society vulnerable
A people helpless
Of a dawn they hope
To array their fears
Their sorrows console
And vanish their misery
©
A naked society...hopeless...Nudes often make you vulnerable in one way or another
Agatha Prideaux Apr 2020
I came to hate the cold
When I noticed that I couldn't get a hold
Of my freezing hands when they were naked and bold
In an air-conditioned bus, as one of my friends told

And I would always seek out the heat
Of his palms on my fingers when they meet
At least they keep these delicate limbs, so petite
From numbing when the chill kiss them oh so sweet

I also came to like the warmness
Of people when they hug me in genuine love and kindness
And I would keep seeking that kind of fondness
As frost surrounds me with little to no softness

Oh, how I remember the warmth of cuddling
During wet and shivery downpour in the evening
Hugging and fondling under the thick, weighted bedding
How comfortable, unlike sleep to the freezing

But then, maybe the coldness I feel
From my hand to my feet's heel
Is a reflection of the atrociousness I conceal
Just to go with this ludicrous ordeal

My soul is just too bitter, just like how I hate
The unfortunate temperature of my fate
Yet fervor is the wish of this vicious slate
Before the chessboard declares its losing checkmate

Unfortunately, things must come to an end
There's no point to try to make this encounter bend
Because it will all just be like play-pretend
Of not acknowledging the conclusion of this descend

I came to hate the cold
And when judgment day comes, with my sins uncontrolled
I'd rather burn in the pits of hell in tenfold
Than to freeze in Dante's 9th circle's stranglehold.
Day 15 of #NaPoWriMo 2020. I started this one I think yesterday? But I was so dazed from recent relapses that I didn't know how the flow would go. I only finished it today, with a proper-ish transition, this time. Long read, I know, but then the story unravels itself from the length. Enjoy! (And yes I have this condition where I can't maintain my body temperature as well as normal people do.)
Hamad Apr 2020
Rupi Kaur once wrote
"Your absence is a missing limb"

and there are sharks,
again,
around my bleeding heart.
Cerasium Apr 2020
The sorrow
The tears
The constant cries for help
All ignored and brushed away

I’m broken
Beat down by my own mind
Been that way for years
And yet my cries are never heard

I’m pushed away
Tossed around like garbage
No one really wants me around
And who can blame them anyway

My heart aches badly
But I know I can’t fix it
My mind screams loudly
Though I can’t silence it

The end of days is soon upon me
With no help how can one be expected
To continue this miserable existence
When all they get is ignored

I’m a burden on everyone I meet
I don’t deserve to live
Though I try so hard to voice my needs
It always ends in a fight

I no longer have a reason
A reason to exist
My heart is failing fast
I don’t know how much longer I have left

The one person I wanted to help me
The one person I cared about the most
The one person in which I love
Shoved me away to die

With heart shattered
And mind destroyed
I no longer have a reason
To continue this fight

No matter how hard I beg
No matter how hard I try
I can never fix this
Heaven knows I want too

My love runs so deep
That it hurts inside
My heart starts to burn
As pain runs through my chest

I have lost everything
There is nothing left for me here
No joy, happiness or love
Only sorrow and pain

So I wish you the best
Though I always have
For you to live
For the both of us

Cause even though
You ripped out my heart
And stomped it into the ground
I still love you to death

My soul shall remain by your side
For all eternity my love
For you were the only happiness
That I ever had
japheth Mar 2020
was hurting me —
leaving me for good,
enough for you?

did the skin of my former past self
that you demanded me to remove too early
enough to use as a bandage
for that someone who hurt you before me?

were my tears enough
to wash away your so called “sins”
and redeem yourself
from your self inflicted misery?

i know i was never enough for you.

that was the first thing i realized
when i saw the change of color in your eyes:
from dilated pupils to stares that were dry.
how could you say so much when all i heard was your sigh.

was hurting myself —
when i know you’re existence was no good,
enough for me?
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