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Ruheen Sep 2019
Permanent scars

Temporary hope

Temporarily permanent life

Nonexistent, really.
...do you get it?
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 2019
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 2019
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.
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