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Emilia B Apr 2020
The tree sees everything
Kiss my knees before you go
You should do that
Look for me in every petal or leaf
In every wing of every creature
In her eyes, every feature
floW Jan 2019
I miss you.
Someone cares.
You’re wanted.
I need you.
You’re valued.
The broken pieces mend together,

Does needing to hear those words make you weak-minded?
It may be there, but why must you hear it?
Doubt
Fear
Insecurity
It can all be washed away with those few words.
Only momentarily.
For those brief few minutes it is all taken away,
All the bad thoughts, all the darkness swallowed by the shine of those words

Until it returns.

Darkness always falls.
The sun always comes up.
The thoughts are always there.
But so is the knowledge that you are wrong.

Take away my self-awareness, take away my ability to feel.
Jealousy
Anger
Weakness
Take it all away.
Even if I’m taken away with it.
April Jan 2019
When I am gone,
Don’t think of me.
Don’t mourn for me
Don’t weep for me.

I won’t be there
To turn away
The pain.

Some other arms would
Hold you tight,
Another’s voice would
Soothe your sleep;
And I will be
A million miles away.

So please,
Don’t miss me
    
When
       I’m
          Gone.
yours truly Mar 2018
The person you think I am was never here
You think you know me when u don’t.
People assume,
People just don’t care at all.
And I guess that’s why I feel lonely.
The people who think they know me don’t;
And the people closest to me don’t care at all.
I’m stuck with feeling that no one really cares.
And I guess that’s okay
Because they all care when I’m gone.
When they realize what they didn’t do.
          
                Yours truly,            
                                   . . .
I haven’t been active because I’ve been struggling till I realized that poetry is the only thing really helping me .
Melili Jan 2018
When I die,
don't you dare to come to my grave
to tell me how much you love me
and how much you miss me,
because those are the words
I want to hear
while I'm still alive.

I gave you a lot of opportunity.
And I gave a lot of time,
for you to come.
But you never did.

Now don't you dare
to send me flower too
when I'm dead
Would you cry if I wasn't here anymore? I always was waiting for you to come and tell me that you love me. But I think, I waited to long for you and now I am dead inside.
heather Jun 2016
It's selfish, but I hope he misses me. I hope he sees her and misses me. I hope she kisses him and I hope it's never as gentle as the way I would kiss him, I hope she holds his hand when things get tough, but I hope her grip is too tight.

I hope he misses me. I need him to ******* miss me. I hope he looks into her eyes and wishes they were mine, I hope he brushes her hair and wishes it was pink or blue or green or any colour other than hers, I hope he wakes up in the middle of the night wishing he'd never let me go.

I hope he misses me. I hope she walks beside him and I hope he reaches for her hand only to find she's a different height to me and I hope it's not as comfortable. I hope he turns to her in bed and wishes it was me tucked into his side and I ******* hope he stutters when he says her name.

I hope he misses me. I hope he misses me half as much as I miss him. I hope he sees what kind of mistake he's made because I am so ******* kind and I was always so ******* gentle with his heart and I always handled it with so much care. I hope she slips and I hope she drops it. I hope she tries her best but I ******* hope it isn't enough.

I hope he misses me.
I am angry and I am hurting and the only way I know how to get these feelings out is through poetry, please forgive me
Is there ever gonna be a time where you wish you have me back
When you're laying in bed or dreaming about me
Someone says something that reminds you of me
Will you ever miss me
Ever know what you truly lost
Crave my touch my voice
Will you ever truly know what you had  
What you let slip through you finger tips
Lianna Walters Sep 2015
One day,
You're gonna be dancing with a girl more,
Perfect than me;
Who tastes like strawberries and,
Smells like peaches
And as you watch her move
You're gonna sit and down 5 shots just to get the thought of me from your head
But it won't work
And I swear if you take her home the moonlight will keep you awake no matter what you do
And you'll be laying in bed trying not to think about how we danced around your room in the moonlight
How we kissed under the stars
And how I,
I tasted like strawberries too
And you'll finally understand that all the things you never said
Could've made all the difference in the world
And now that I'm gone there's a space within you
That can't so easily replaced
And you'll realize that you loved me more than you let on,
More than you intended to
But by then, darling
It'll be too late.
You're gonna miss me...
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