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Poetic T Feb 2015
You hit me like its fun,
Having you in my life
Is making the strands
Of my sanity come undone.
  
No apologizing, like it was
Ok to smack me up. What have
I done to earn this lack of respect,
I thought you loved me,
Where has it gone.
  
"I could leave you"
"But I have no where to go"
But may be it was only in anger
That you do this,
I don't really know.
  
I wish to heal, the bruising fades,
As well as my hope, you think it
Normal but my life is not as I
Wished, I am nearly lost all hope.
  
A last hit was the one that
Finished the job, where once
There was love, that feling now gone.
I lie still on the floor
The last hit and my life now **gone.
One hit is the last hit, love never hits
Sydney Ann Jan 2015
Letting people
Into my heart
And onto my body
is a scary violation
And a vulnerability.
Allowing a person access
To everything
How can I?

Maybe I have trust issues... I just don't know how to deal
WickedHope Jan 2015
I still want you, but I know know you aren't worth it.
You aren't worth it, so I'm over you.
So over you, that I dream about you.
I dream about talking to you.
Talking to you, I'd push you.
Push you back against the wall and tell you.
I'd tell you I want you and plant my lips.
I'd plant my lips all over you, making your skin bloom.
Skin bloom and desire sigh.
Desiring sighing, let's go somewhere private.
Somewhere private, I'll at last show you after months.
After months of built up ****** frustration, you'll see.
You'll see what I've been wanting for so long to show you.
I'll show you what you've been missing.
I hate you.
Because I've totally accepted the fact that you're a complete ****,
but I still kinda want you in this weird way.
- - -
Aaannnddddd... title. Yup.
Josiah Wilson Dec 2014
Innocence traded for
Fun, *****, and an easy lay
What more is there in life?
That's all I want by the end of day

I used to be so innocent
With good thoughts in my head
But now I'd rather **** than sleep
When I lie in my bed

Carefree laughter given away
For carnal pleasures in the night
Companions valued in my lust
Are tossed away at morning light

Intellectual ideas put aside
For desires of the flesh
And a new girl every night
Just to keep things fresh

I've buried myself far, far down
I don't know how I'll get free
And now I'm drowning in my lust
With no way out that I can see
SW Dec 2014
Inhale, Exhale, Repeat.
Close your bright eyes, they say too much.
Don’t speak, you can’t change anything.
Inhale, Exhale, Repeat. As if you are sleeping.

Stretch your body as far as you can.
Make it bigger, longer,
like you have spent your life in a smaller man’s coffin.

Be still.
Don’t blink, don’t part your trembling lips, don’t move your toe three quarters of an inch.
Be still.

Scream. LOUDER. Softer.
Scream as high as you can. Louder. You have to scream to save your life. SCREAM.

Stop.
Don’t Speak. You can’t change anything.

Look into your eyes in the mirror.
Keep looking, you can’t back down.
Don’t blink, keep looking.
Keep looking.

Blink. Blink again.
More. Faster.
Blink until you can’t see anything anymore
until you are blind

Stop.
Clench your fists. Grit your teeth. Flex your muscles.
Your arms, your legs, your toes.
Make your body tight.
Tight.
Tight.

Release.
Melt.
Collapse.
Be liquid.
Don’t speak, you can’t change anything.
Stages and Ages Dec 2014
Like a drug addict
I've gone to rehab and rehab and rehab.
I've relapsed and relapsed and relapsed.
Like a drug addict
I've learned to survive
Without those chemicals mixing signals in my brain.
I've learned that I can get by
Without the nicotine, the alcohol, the ****, the *******.
I can get by
Without the little spike of adrenaline
I feel when I'm in the same room as them.

Like a drug addict,
I've learned to survive
When you are not in the room
I've learned to get by
without the spike of adrenaline
I feel when you get close enough to touch me

Like a drug addict
I went through withdrawals
Because the doctors say a psychological addiction
Is worse than a physical addiction.

Like a drug addict
My only name is anonymous
Unless it is accompanied by you.
I spend too much time comparing people to drugs
Because I never noticed how addictive someone's presence could be

"They told us about the drugs
that came from little white baggies
But they never told us about the ones
that came with green eyes and a smile"
firexscape Nov 2014
I can't make conversation
But I can make art you won't appreciate
I'll stay quiet
You'll hate me for it
You'll kiss me
And I'll hold your frozen hand
It's not love
But your body keeps me warm
but ******* hell you are beautiful
with his breath on my neck, his brown italian eyes exploring my body, he whispered, "i want to educate you, physically and mentally," and i shivered, a whole body shudder, longing and lusting, wanting him to take me by the hand and show me the way.
monday 27th october '14 ~ am i really just 15, awks
Silence Screamz Oct 2014
We talked
I listened

We loved
I cared

You got mad
I got upset

You yelled
I was cornered

You slapped me
I was red

You pushed me
I hit the wall

You hit me
I was bloodied

You said I am sorry
I didn't believe you

You said I love you
I didn't believe you

You said never again
I didn't believe you

You said Please come back
I left you for good
For a friend that went through this. .
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