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Belen Rubio Feb 2016
I want to run away
far away form you.
Because you hurt my blunt
and oblivious, stupid little soul.

And I want to run miles
in the opposite direction
from which you stand,
because
no longer can I stand
your restless, confused gazes.
Because no longer can I stand
all your hazy
thoughts and questions.
Because no longer can I tolerate
to be just acquaintances with you.

So my mistake,
my fault,
what an idiot, I was
for waltzing around in your
gentle and calm eyes.

My mistake,
so please forgive me
you *******,
for wanting to
take this lesson
and run, far away.
To learn from this idiotic  
mistake of mine,
and run.
To never make a mistake
with someone who manipulates
toying with innocent souls
on the thin strings
of such joy and naïve vivacity,
with such unique bliss and hilarious, beautiful laughter.
you wore me down
to the bone of painful melancholy
state of mind.

So my mistake!
for wanting to scatter my broken piece
around the world,
hoping to find home again
hoping to meet a gentle soul
that collides peacefully
with mine.
trying to forgive, get-over, and forget.
Wyan mind Feb 2016
Kissing is a habit
******* is a game
Guys get all the pleasure
Girls get all the pain
The guy says i love you
You believe its true
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'


10 minutes of pleasure
9 months in pain
3 days in hospital
A baby without a name
The baby is a *******
The mother is a *****
This never wouldn't have happened
If the rubber wouldn't have torn
how many steps must I take
joints grind and bones to break
this is for your sake
regrets follow in my wake
your face and smile fake
poker table I'm the rake
Nicki, Kanye and Drake
like filligry on my cake
like edgewater on a lake
real estaste will always make
dem big booties shake
to make the earth quake
and when will you flake
and make my heart break
It's then I realize you're my only mistake
Nick Moser Feb 2016
You used to tell me “The way you’re living is bad.”
“The way you’re living is terrible.”

You used to point out every little intricate mistake that I was making and every little small detail of my life that ****** you off.

But when I asked you “What I could do to change everything?”

You kept spewing your garbage at me.
So all I did was look at you and say:

“When are you going to realize that you have nothing left to say that I want to hear?”

*“And sooner or later, you’re going to have nothing left to say at all.”
Pipebomb.
Steele Jan 2016
His teeth brush her skin and she flinches.
Breathy gasps on shifting eyes
Slide across the icy air, and inches
Of separation mark porcelain lies.

Porcelain teeth mark crimson brands
And whiter still the skin where wedding bands
Rested not long ago
Upon skin that recoils from his perfect hands.
And choices that only she can know.
Raee Marie Jan 2016
Im confused
Im unsure
Where's my mind
Out the door
With my heart,
And my life,
You took it all
You took my world.
You were the sin I could excuse
the mistake I knew I'd choose
The regret I didn't mind living with
As long as we both knew the truth.
Trying to get in sync, before I sink
Don't think.
Won't speak.
All I do
Is breathe and repeat.
Sophie Hartl Jan 2016
Fear is the word I choose
My mother said that choosing is the first step
to be okay.

Fear is the word I feel
I'm scared of the future,
tomorrow
and even the past.

Fear is the word I despise,
Is this really our end?
Will this have been my worst mistake?

Fear
of you being mooded,
branded of hate.

Fear that you won't be able to see
further than the words,

fear that you won't be able to feel
what it was that stuck.

Fear is the word I chose
My mother said that choosing was the first step
to be okay.
Q
Forgotten Memory Jan 2016
What's the point in trying* when in the end I'm *hiding

Never good enough for even the people I love deeply
As they tell me all my faults and how imperfect I am

Unable to accept me no matter what even if I hold them dearly
Although I show them gratitude and do the best I can

I can never show my true self inside
Because then they'll choose to toss me aside

What's the point in trying when in the end I'm *dying
I'm told a lot of things like body imperfections, how boring I can be, how stupid I am, how stupid stuff I like is, etc. by my own family, friends, and even love. Am I really that worthless of a person?
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