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Jack Jenkins Apr 2016
Do you hear that sound?
That horrible sound.
Do you know what it is?

Is it an iceberg forming?

Crackling and crashing,
Glacier losing its child,
Broken into the ocean,
Lost and adrift forever.
No.

Is it a tree falling?

All alone in the forest,
Nobody to hear it die,
Tumbling towards gravity,
Deadly somersault below.
No.

Is it a heart breaking?

Passions toned down to blank,
And sheets empty and cold, lost.
Unfathomable reason, love gone,
As yet just another year falls away.
No.

Is it a soul weeping?

The sound of shattered glass hitting the floor as she walks out of bed, still mourning the loss of him.
The sound of an empty beer bottle clinking against the bar counter as he remembers the children he can't see.
The sound of a growling stomach as the child rummages through the trash pile seeking to feed his toddler sister.
The sound of martyrs being slain in silence, with not a single eye passing their way.
The sound of a Father's heart breaking as one sheep gets separated from the other ninety-nine.
Yes.
That's the sound.
Matthew A Cain Apr 2016
3am Girl,
tell me I'm not a fool,
to be falling for you…
tell me I won't get my heart broken,
worse than it has ever been.
second installment in the 3am girl series.
What is the
             appeal
                     of a
                         foverever
                            ­     drowning
                                             in silence?
Declan Quinn Apr 2016
Pulled apart by thought, not horses.
Imagined enemies have become my saviours.
Truth peddlers work for free, liars require restitution.
Free thought is seldom without its price.
I am not always right, even when I am.
Is this wisdom or a pretty collection of words?
Dear......,

I'm writing this, because I really need some peace.
Also, because I feel I need to say this to you.
You hurt me.
You knew what you were doing was wrong, and still did it.
The way you worked so hard to gain back my trust.
The way you comforted me during the Homecoming Dance.
I thought you really loved me, that you really cared.
But it turns out I was wrong.
Again.
You left me on the most important day in a relationship.
The 1 year of two people, being together, and being happy.
You turned that day into nothing but sadness.
Showing no love for what that day meant for us, meaning me.
It pains me to know that you used my loneliness as a crutch.
A way to make yourself happy, while giving me false honesty.
And how you said that you still wanted to be my friend.
Why are you acting like I never existed, if I'm still a friend?
Why do you never even attempt to talk to me about it all?
Why can't you just check to see if I'm doing alright now?
Is it that hard for you to admit that you hurt me badly?
So hard that you can't even look at me, and act like I'm here?
Because, I'm still here, it's just that you can't care enough to see.
It's been almost two weeks, and the pain is still fresh. I'm usually not poetic, but this is something that can't be sad without feelings of hurt, rage, and sadness.
melissa withers Apr 2016
°•○ Untitled  ●•°

Living in the now, new memories are made
 Day by day the old r erased
What is this place? Bcuz this world
Has changed;  it ain't the same, like them good ol' days.

Now
Confused .
High.
Up in smoke.
Lost in a dream.
How can i be so alive, but be so dead?

Is this my test..  my trial and tribulations; Realization;
Unraveling  rationalizations.
We're the product of our own  imagination...

Questions.....
© Melissa Withers
Why didn't you tell me sooner?
Why did you act on my loneliness?
Why would you think that was honesty?
How could you think I would just "move on"?
What made you think this was right?
How could you fake feelings for a whole year?
Why would you hurt me like this?
How could you do this to me again?
When will I ever get answers to this questions?
When will I stop having so many unanswered questions?
Irene Sep 2016
in wrestling with questions, faith, purpose, meaning, life, and love, may i look to Him for He is the answer to everything.
to run to Him and not away from Him.
may these years and days of pulling at my hair and feeling frustrated of not knowing the reasons behind my questions, that there is a reason for everything.
i don't have the answers to everything in life, and the amazing thing about God is that He is all knowing.
What happened to make you decide to end it on our 1 year anniversary?
When did you decide that pretending you loved me was being honest?
Where did you get the impression that you needed to use me once more?
Why did you have to go & hurt me again, the way you said you wouldn't?
How could you think that I would be okay with being led all year long?
What did I do to deserve being treated this way by someone I really love?
When did you think that lying to me was the right way to be truthful?
Where did you learn you could love someone because they're lonely?
Why did you say yes to liking me when someone else said it for you?
How could I not have seen all the signs that proved you didn't love me?
What made me think that what we were actually meant to be together?
When did my mind decide to forgo any doubts that kept surfacing?
Where did you start giving off vibes that I should've picked up on?
Why didn't I see that you were only "going through the motions"?
How could I not see that my mom was totally right about you?
What made you think that lying to me was the right thing to do?
When did you think that I would love to hear that you never cared?
Where did you get the idea that you could keep your feelings inside?
Why did you think that I needed to be lied to for a whole year by you?
How could you just blurt something out on the very day of our 1 year?
What other questions am I supposed to be asking you before I let go?
When will I finally be able to feel the way I did before you came to me?
Where can I find the happiness I had when you told me you loved me?
Why do I need to go through this heartbreak for the second time?
How could you be so heartless, yet seem so sweet and genuine?
What was I thinking when I tried so hard to keep us from breaking up?
When did I imagine us sitting on your porch, for you to hurt me again?
Where was the first sign of you not really being honest of your feelings?
Why do I care so much about you, after you broke my heart and trust?
How can I be friends with someone who doesn't care about me at all?
What makes you think that you can do something so mean and selfish?
When did you think that using my loneliness to fill yours was honesty?
Where did it occur to you that made you didn't care about me at all?
Why would you decide to take a special day, then rip it to shreds?
How am I supposed to forgive you for what you've done to me?
The truth is, I still wish we were together, though it's not right.
I wish that Friday never happened, and that we were still one.
I loved the times we spent together, and can't act like I didn't.
I can't fake how I feel about someone, unlike the way you did.
I can't find it easy to "go through the motions", the way you did.
I don't say I love someone, only because it seems like "they" like it.
You told me love me way before I had the courage to say it back.
You kept telling me to take my time, and earning my trust back.
And the whole time, you were playing me, knowing it was wrong.
Honestly, you should have told Pat that he was wrong about it.
That you didn't really like me, instead of just go with what he said.
I can't believe you used my loneliness in order to fill your own needs.
I know you were lonely, and I'm sorry, but it doesn't make this right.
You still didn't need to lead me on for a whole year, then break me.
I let down my guard, let you all the way in, and this is the thanks I get!
You know what, I wish I could say I'm over you, but I'm not there yet.
You can pretend that we never existed all you want, but I know we did.
I need to accept the fact that I wasted a year of my life, being used.
And I need to come to terms with having my heart broken once again.
I still see you in my dreams, but it's never for good reasons at all.
Since Friday, I keep seeing you, and you could care less about me.
You tell me that you were using me because I needed you, I felt guilt.
You came to my house to ask if I could help you with school, then left.
Tried to make me think that I wanted to be your friend, you didn't care.
All you cared about was school, like on our 1 year anniversary.
You might not care about me, or love me, or anything, but I still do.
I still love you, & it will be a long time before I do, but I will move on.
I just had my boyfriend of 1 year break up with me, on our 1 year anniversary. I am very upset, sad, confused, and heartbroken. I have to write this, just to vent a little. If you read, you can like, comment, and subscribe if you want. All I wanna do is get out some emotions that are burning inside of me. Thanks for reading this if you did.
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