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Sketcher Jul 2019
I trust the bus to take me home,
I must adjust to how I roam,
From here to there,
With the slowest four wheels,
From stop to stop,
This doesn’t appeal,
To my sense of speed,
I have places to be,
Not only that,
But I have to ***.
Waiting on the bus...
Shaleek Mar 2019
I always wished one day I could just be FREE
yelling to myself to just let me be FREE
FREE from pain
FREE from hurt
FREE from insecurities
FREE from me
but the FREE I want isn't the ordinary FREE
FREE from oppression
FREE from tears
FREE from fears
FREE from me
just one day I just want to let me be FREE
FREE to express
FREE to speak
FREE to love
FREE to be me
but if I let me be FREE I wouldn't actually be FREE
because the FREE in me never tends to see itself be FREE
FREE loves instead of wanting and needing to be loved
FREE leans not onto own insecurities
FREE isn't feared to cry tears
FREE speaks and isn't afraid to express
but will my FREE tend to see the FREE that needs to be FREE
will FREE see the need to set FREE, FREE
maybe one day i'll be FREE
FREE to laugh
FREE to smile
FREE to believe
FREE to be me
maybe one day, just once, the FREE within me would acknowledge that FREE yearns to be FREE
but instead  my FREE tends to see FREE as FREE to be trapped within me
FREE notices imperfections and embraces them unlike me
FREE!
FREE!
FREE!
but until my FREE doesn't acknowledge itself as FREE
FREE will forever and always be trapped inside of me never to be FREE!
i just want to let me be FREE
FREE!
Its a very confusing poem but you have to see the word free as two different stand points fighting at each other. Focus on the words I, Myself, My, and Free. I have been through so much to the point that my mental see's the meaning of Free so differently then I have perceived it to be. Sometimes freedom of self is all you need and this is what I wanted.
This poem was written October 6, 2013, ENJOY!
Dylan Jan 2019
Why do I write?
Why expect anyone to read?
Perhaps I want to help,
but am I the right choice?
/
Am I right to have confidence?
Should I lack it instead?
Am I a Frost, a Poe,
or someone forever unknown?
/
Will this ever be discovered?
Will my private thoughts become public?
If they are private, WHY am I still writing?
Do I want people to know?
/
Help me.
Emerson Nosreme Jan 2019
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
I’m humming so that I can’t hear them
But they can hear me
And hate my humming
But how else do I cope?
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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SomeOneElse Dec 2018
Sitting at the restaurant
Eating with your friends
Suddenly you realize
You're in for a surprise
Hiding under your table
Hiding from your friends
I'm hoping to have some fun
Trying to make you ***
You try not to make a face
You try not to grin
Hope no one will make a fuss
If someone catches us
As i start to spread your legs
And kissing your thigh
My tongue moves to lick your ****
Can't get enough of it
You begin to lose control
As I'm eating you
Trying not to come undone
As you begin to ***
I am still not done with you
After you have cummed
I continue licking you
Until ****** two
Time to leave the restaurant
And to start act 2
In the limo off we go
You're my girl, I'm your beau
You take off all of your clothes
And kneel before me
Seeing just how hard i am
You stroke me with your hand
You then start ******* my ****
Making me feel great
Pleasing me until I'm done
You swallow all my ***
Both of us in ecstasy
Living out this fantasy
Just another fantasy put to pen and paper to get it out of my head
lovelywildflower Oct 2018
what if it's not me that you want but the idea of not being lonely?
what if you don't want me?
what if you leave me?
what if you find someone better?
what if you break me?
what if you change your mind?
what if you find something you don't like?
what if you meet me and i'm not the one?
what if someone finds us and tears us apart?
what if, what if, what if
what if i lose you?
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