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Syzygy Jan 2015
I long for those days
When we had something to treasure
Outside the sheets.

When we were in love
When "we are in love",
Were we actually?
Are we now?

Because
Even those kisses
And nights full of *******
Feel unrequited.

I ache
For your love
Not your lust,
which is all I've been seeing.
I was inspired by the song "Temporary Bliss" by The Cab.
WickedHope Jan 2015
I'm in love

With myself,

I have to be,

Because there's no one

Who can do that

For me.
What?
Sorry.
Lianna Walters Jan 2015
Dear *******,
How dare you call me an attention *****?
How dare you tell me you understand?
Tell me,
Do you know what it’s like to look at your reflection,
And turn the other way, ashamed?
Do you know what it’s like,
To know you’re you,
Down to the last hair,
And hate yourself for it?
To stare at yourself, to look into your own eyes, to try to convince yourself that it’s fine, but in actuality it’s a cover that you’ve learned to wear everywhere, that you’ve learned to love, because when you’re in it nobody knows?
Do you know what it’s like to walk everywhere, terrified, because you feel people looking at you like you have a giant sign that reads “DEPRESSED ANXIETY FAT UGLY NEVER ENOUGH SO KEEP WALKING”?
Tell me, do you know what it’s like to look in the mirror, force upon your face a smile, knowing it’s a mask that’s been permanently glued to you by your own tears that could never show?
No, you don’t know what it’s like to wipe away your smudged makeup that you’ve worked so ******* to cover up your tearstained eyes, your cuts.
To apply a new coat, to paint on a smile that’s only real in dreams.
You know, they say dreams come true but forget that nightmares are dreams too.
They tell you the monsters are under your bed when they actually scream in your head.

You don’t know what it’s like to feel lonely in a crowd, to know you’re not wanted.
To hold and rock yourself because there’s no one else to.
To realize that you’re all you have and doing your best to hide anyway,
Do you know what it’s like to want to die?
No.
You don’t and you never will.
But I do.
You don’t know me, or what I’ve been through.
So don’t ******* judge me for it.
Sincerely,
Me
This goes out to everyone who thinks I'm too young to feel this way....to everyone who thinks depression is a phase.....to everyone who discards my feelings because I'm "too young" to feel like this....***** you.
Everyone else, have a nice day :)
WickedHope Dec 2014
I've decided to stop sleeping altogether.
((Rhymes With Purple, where are you?))
Endless Horizon Nov 2014
I may have came uninvited,
but I hope you find solace when I'm gone.
I may have crept up on you,
but I hope you'll remember the times when our eyes met.
I may have cast a bad impression,
but I hope you'll find somebody who'll make a better one.
And now on your special day,
have another year to yourself.
But if I may ask of you a favor,
please forget me,
as I have forgotten you.
Layla Thurman Nov 2014
I feel as though
after kissing you
I no longer feel
the desire I once held
for you

The passion isn't there
the way I thought it was
It's almost like kissing
my brother, not lover
so please lets just be friends
Who cares anyway Nov 2014
I used to be the girl who
cared about everything.
But now, I'm not sure
if I care about
anything at
all.
Lora Cerdan Sep 2014
I guess we never really forget
Once your heart is touched
It leaves a mark there
whether it's a finger print of happy memories
or just bitter scars
Sometimes we find ourselves staring at nothing
And we remember
we remember that one moment and everything in it
and that mark hurts
because you can't forget
no one ever does
we just pretend we've moved on
so we can continue living
though it consumes our souls
every single day
You can't leave.
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
My sad little boy
Out on the wall
Clutching the edge
Hoping not to fall

You probably dont know me
I know we've never spoken
But we have a lot in common
Both of our hearts are broken

May I sit next to you
And talk a little while
I know it sounds strange
But I'd love to see your smile

You're kind to me
and funny too
This laugh feels genuine
And your face doesn't look so blue

Even though we've only met
My heart begins to pour
I think this is friendship
Perhaps something more

Now it's a whole year later
And your still my closest friend
Even though we both have someone else
My feelings for you still have no end

So I'll keep the secret
Of the boy on the wall
Only a friend
Is Mr Dark, Handsome, and Tall.
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
I don't believe in flying high
Wings weren't made for men.
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