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blackbiird Mar 2019

there is no hole
big enough to fill
the satisfaction of my misery.
even my tears overwhelm
the ocean from which
all life swims.

instead i keep my tears
locked away in a reservoir
where the demons feed off them.

btp Mar 2019
Maybe I just need someone to feel what I feel
If you do, my heart you can steal
I'll spin my web on a hollow reel
Better myself, for you I would kneel

For you I'd become unbreakable
With you I can feel stable
And you might feel like a fable
But I know you're there
Even if I don't know where
Arisa Mar 2019
When the smallest thing happens to me, I think:

"take my life away
just do it
i don't wanna be here anymore
like seriously,what the ****
kms."
Patricia M Mar 2019
Truth-filled words,
in a painful world.
Through a dark path we were lured;
making me wish to be free as a bird.

And now as the words fill my head
with its intoxicating darkness
that makes me see red,
in the moment of loneliness.

downtrodden with the feeling of worthlessness
had the audacity to be darkness
the darkness that has forever been inside
the person behind every act of misery that can never be forgotten
just something I needed to get out of my mind.
Tiara I S Mar 2019
When did friendship come with an expiration date
Since the first date we were strung out
Rung out and left to decay away
I thought I called Philotes all this time
Wrong dial- wrong mood- Oizys answers me in her place

It is the fear of absolment that vices my tongue
For I too often dissolve beneath others' acid
Quicker to cut the appendage than to gather my pride
Or what's been scraped from me
because I yearn for our friendship to remain intact and I do not think you quite understand how detrimental it is for me
Serena Feb 2019
Misery follows me like a lost puppy,
Sulking in my happiness,
A tear of happiness trickles down,
though a tear regardless.
Tears that now burn my face,
For misery draws close,
Like the saying goes misery loves company,
Looks like it just found me.
Rori Helsley Feb 2019
Life is made of it misery, it’s pain it’s love it’s life misery is everything and everywhere you can’t hide from misery
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