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My life is a series of manipulative relationships because from a young age I was taught that my job is to please. To please everyone but me. Because your happiness means more than mine. No is not an option.  

But that's not fair or right or good.
Because I matter and my happiness means just as much as yours or anybody's
So please, ask consent.
My body is mine and only mine.
I choose what I do with it
And I if I say no please don't ask why
Because sometimes the answer is a simple as I don't want to
And that is fair.
It takes two to tango
If two want to tango.
So no means no

Don't push.
Seth Milliman Dec 2015
In truth I'd rather see you fully gone,
Having always been on my brain.
Incomplete with no moving on,
You call for a restart.
When even you don't know how,
I question this turn.
After the pushes you put on me somehow,
I can't accept your common courtesy.
When you painted a painful point of view,
Do you still even listen?
Or care?
As you say you do.
I will no longer stand,
On this sandy ground you provide.
You started and finished,
A restart I can't see you to abide.
Tsaa Dec 2015
I saw the cuts
My reflection on the blood
They turned into scars
A symbol of your personal war
But believe it or not
You were still beautiful

I saw you crying
I knew the reason why
I witnessed those tears dry
And I let you rest on my shoulder
But despite your dark side
You were still beautiful

You pushed people away
Your heart punctured with thorns
The people you associate with is limited
I am rarely a part of that circle
But the fact that you do indeed feel these things
That makes you beautiful

**[t.s]
i just got my tablet repaired and i have a number of archived poems in it. i'll post them when i have the time but first, here's one i kinda like.
AIA Nov 2015
I try to hold on but he let go of me.
I try to walk with him but he ran away.
I try to stay but he just pushed me away.
I try to fight but he told me to surrender.
I try to move on but, I can't.
don't push me away
Push the sorrow away
And the sorrow only
LoveLy Nov 2015
I didn't mean to lose you. But the only thing I'm good at is pushing people who love me away.
I miss him. I hate feeling alone. I'm sorry. So sorry.
Elioinai Oct 2015
I don't know when it began
Birth, likely
or maybe womanhood,
when that certain sort of eye to eye
that admiring connection
always fired failed affection
failed
for I have only two kinds
of deep friendship direction
and your slipping out of either one
To all those guys I had misplaced feelings for. (I meant to use your)
Grace Jordan Oct 2015
I've seen you in my past and in my memories, but now I see you reaping tears from my best friend's face. I've been like you, I've been in love with people like you, and funnily enough you're my friend so I hate to throw stones and things that have kept me afloat.

But get your **** together.

She is funny and understanding and lovable, and you cannot just throw her aside with no explanation and no sympathy like a rag doll. I want so badly to slap you, me, anyone who has done this to someone. People deserve to know why someone looks at them and doesn't think they're enough. People deserve to be respected and cared for. Hearts are heavy burdens to bear alone, and I'll be ****** if you let her stand alone in the rain with her shattered in her hands because she thought you could be someone to her.

Get your **** together.

I'm your friend, but I don't deal in being dishonest and confusing and never making up your mind about the important things. I don't want either of you hurt, but don't pull *******, don't string her along, don't keep changing your mind. Make decisions, act, and stop being so afraid for five seconds to do something for yourself that could make you happier.

Get your **** together.

You both deserve better than silly fears of change. I'm afraid of everything and I cry and get anxious but I get over it. I don't let them ruin me and the relationships I have created. I am not just critiquing you, I understand so well fear and doubts and pain, and I used to let it eat me until I wasn't me anymore. I'd make decisions based off safety and being alone rather than connecting with people and being a better me. But that left me suicidal and dead inside. Maybe you won't be so extreme, but don't be so **** afraid. It'll **** you far faster than caring.

Get your **** together.

Not just for her or me or anyone. Mostly for yourself. Because I see you, in the skeleton of my pain, in the shadows on my walls, and no one deserves that. I'm asking you to get it together because I care and I understand. I'm asking because I see you.
You walk around
Pushing people away
Its your insecurities
That makes you feel this way
Cat Fiske Aug 2015
My grandfather taught me things.
Things I didn't have to learn because I saw someone hooked up to a hospital machine,
But the tiny things that mattered,
Like how you should never play with you fork,
Because you could poke your eye out,
And while we're on the manner of table manners,
His constant hand grabs,
Moving plates and glasses,
Farther and farther in,
For a fear they may fall,
I was so curious of why even now when I'm not as small.
For now I wonder,
Is it so you don't fall,
So you feel safer,
Is this why u always push re plates in,
Have your little problems with everything,
And not afraid to share them with the world,
And try to push them to be perfect,
When you haven't figured out no one is,
I know that you see things in me,
No one else does that I don't even see,
All the potential and this future you constantly go on and on about,
And I think to my self what future,
But you don't give an inch,
And tell me I'm worth something,
That means something to me,
They say you don't chose your family
But I would of chose you still,
Your still going to be old and stubborn,
Like the old folks are,
But your unique in your pushy way,
That wouldn't of honestly made me care about you as much,
If you weren't the way you were,
I love you times every plate you pushed in at dinner,
To ever time you told me to stop playing with my fork when I was eating,
And nothing will change that,
Like nothing should ever change you,
And like you've taught me,
Don't change for anyone but you,
And to push myself to go the distance,
Un edited, staying with my gma and gpa so I figured why not, also why I haven't posted in a while, Ik its ******,
But My cuncussion symptoms have been though the roof latly
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