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Eyes are supposed to be
the windows to the soul...

I think they’re really
Just funhouse mirrors

Taking something
And twisting it
Into something that is not
MU Mar 25
I was not here
You never saw me
We never spoke
You never told me in spring
That you don’t

I am alone
This never happened
I never did this
I can’t give what I don’t own

I never will be there
Maybe you will
But I shall not
And I don’t care
People who don’t want to admit
Ollie Feb 23
Walking through a mist of hatred,
With no fog lights,
I was idle to see
What love is to be.
Love, finding myself.
Natalia Jimenez Oct 2018
I ******* hate you for what you did. You knew that my heart was yours and you did this to me .. you caused me to bleed. In that moment you made all the i love you’s ******* irrelevant. I hate you with everything I have, with my whole existence and soul. How could one person cause so much hurt. I trusted you I told you I was scared to get close to another being and you didn’t care. You took the last piece and now I’m vanished, not even dust at this moment but and aura of hate. I hope you see this one day luv.
Look down.
Keep your head down as much as possible;
they're judging you.
No one wants to see your face.
I wish I could wear a mask;
be invisible.
Walk through the halls without being seen,
go unnoticed.
“No one notices you.”
I know but...
just to not exist,
not to go through the embarrassment
of just being there.
Tiny glances meaning nothing
but feeling like everything.

Blank faces.
If only they could all just be
blank faces.
Faces that don't judge.
Mysterious and dark but not judgemental.
No eyes so I don't know what they think of me;
no analyzing,
no sneering.
Just faces that I can't compare myself to.
Faces with no emotion so they can't:
laugh at me,
look at me,
judge me.
Miss Me Jun 2018
I felt the plunge of it's talons
   As it wretched my heart to pieces

The excruciating feeling of the ripping and the tearing of my heart

The sounds of it feeding upon me brought forth the vile in my stomach

I couldn't survive this time! I knew there had to be an end.

No more pain, no more **** thoughts running rampant in my mind

No more seeking desperately to make it stop!

To just lay down and feel no more is the only thing left that I want!

To know that I was just a crazy woman in everyone's mind matters no more.
To survive this biggest blow, I pray.
Cherisse May Jun 2018
Strange
How the outside world
Makes such a blaring, disturbing noise
Yet only the silence settles between us.

Strange
How I'm right beside you
Sitting straight,
Yet I don't seem to even be here.

Strange.
How simple the world can be,
How simple we could be,
But you don't even exist.
I can't even write poems. For ****'s sake.
Nylee May 2018
Once in thought
I was nonexistent
everything was normal
without me
just the way
it was meant to be.

Erased from
everyone's memory
it was all about only them
nothing affected me.

With minor differences
one chair less
all was good
just the way
it was meant to be
without me
.
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