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Christina Maria Mar 2019
Closed inside a bubble of self pity
Thoughts of events gone wrong inside me
Trapped with no air to breathe in
Stuck in this reality for what it is believed in

c.m.l.
Zywa Mar 2019
Oh, you noble knights
and wise old women
I couldn't care less

about advice and pity
what do you know

about this nix city
or the commotion in my heart
you can't see the blood

flow to my face, my lips
twitching, my smile telling

what I won't say or write
you can't hear the charm
of my voice, I know

my problems
better than you do
For Siera Mayhew

Collection “Freend”
EmVidar Feb 2019
2.5
I am not
OK
Today
it felt like a
VICE
around my throat
abandoned
by my mind
as the moments
crept in threatening
to take it all back
make me return
but I hate you
not for ending it
if anything that was
the greatest thing you
could have done
I hate you
because when I was
with you I was a
COWARD
and I wasted
too much time
trying to be
what you
WANTED
instead of
who
I
WAS
I wrote this poem to express a relationship that I thought was the answer. I gave up a lot to be in the relationship. Lost people who I thought cared about me. Even though I was angry and hurt, I've come to realize that it was a blessing in disguise as it showed me who really cared and how unhappy I really was
ItxNotTrixh Feb 2019
because your broken shards
only hurt everyone else
and sooner or later
theyre going to grow tired
of trying to piece you back together
Christina Feb 2019
you're smiling at me
is it pity?
it doesn't quite reach your eyes...

'they feel sorry for you'

you're laughing
is it real?
there is an edge to it...

'they don't find you funny'

you're telling me to be happy
but my voice is comming from your lips
"stop being sad, you're annoying when your sad"

'they want you to leave'

im doubting every expression you make
every word spoken turns against me
the world is no longer welcoming

'they are telling you what you already know'

"YOU DISSAPOINT ME"
"YOU NEVER LEARN"

'do it'

"WE DON"T NEED YOU"
"STOP BEING SAD"
"YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE SAD"

'do it'

"UGLY"
"FAT"
"STUPID"
"DEPRESSES"

'do it'

"IWILLNEVERLOVEYOUYOUWILLNEVERFITINALONELOOSERWHYCANTYOUJUST­BENORMALWHATISWRONGWITHYOUSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDJUSTGOAWAYWEAREBETTER­OFFWITHOUTYOU"

'DO IT'


























































sto­p
please
just stop






































but the words aren't yours

they're mine
Madisen Kuhn Feb 2019
keep me awake
i keep falling asleep

i keep forgetting 
that i have
fearfully crawled
into places filled
to the brim with
heartbeats and
suffocating heat
just to find myself
with dry palms
and a soft jaw
minutes later

i hold my tongue
only to cut it off
when i hate
the feeling of it
inside my mouth
and leave it for
him to hold
all pink and slimy
and frantic and cruel
and wonder
why it’s hard for him
to read my poetry

and every night
i lie my head
against the chest
of indifference
and swear that
i can hear the
lazy thump of
his affection
resting shallowly
below thin ribs

i am kept awake
through the
loneliness hours
considering
my own
self-inflicted
wounds
instead of dressing
the deep cut
we both share
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