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Kivanc Jun 2018
from my heart
the things you see,
the lies you heard priorly.
all that pity times was really
creepy!
III Jun 2018
Okay so,
I told myself
I'd write a poem
Or something
About this because
Writing always helps
Right?

So here goes:

You came to me
In a dream last night
(Again.  God, please just leave me alone)
And asked me if
I thought of you
Often.

And I tilted my head
And smiled some
Crippled cracked grin
And my chest filled up
With warm water
And I was drowning
From the inside out
As I burbled and sputtered
Through the choking waves:

"There has not
Been a day where
I have not
Thought of you
Since we met."

And I *******
Hate myself
Because I stumbled
Over my words
I was sure would
Spill out poetic,
Or at least better
Sounding than that,
And I wanted to
Impress you someway
Somehow
Even though the last time
I saw you
You told me you couldn't believe
You fell for my stupid poetry
The first time around,

And I *******
Hate myself
Because now
My dreams are speaking
More truth
Than I can willingly
Admit to awake.
heather May 2018
the wicked witch of the west coast
after being rejected by six shy
of two baker's dozen
turned these british fiends into fruit baskets
in her new york state of mind
double ENtenDre
Strau May 2018
You have just stabbed me right in chest...
But that's okay...
What? Do you really thought i would knee before you, huh?
I'll just "wear" a jacket and so nobody will ever see this...
Yeah... Maybe sometimes the jacket may get soaked with blood... but... but that's okay...
Or maybe sometimes the pain may seems unbearable... but... again... that's okay...
After all, who has never been stabbed?
That's... okay... really.

You have just broke my heart...
But that's okay...
What? Do you really thought i would sink into sadness, huh?
I'll just "wear" a smile and so nobody will ever notice this...
Yeah... Maybe sometimes that smile may begins to fade as the relity begins to weigh... but... but that's okay...
Or maybe sometimes, these feelings hurting me from inside may seems unbearable... but... again... that's okay...
After all, who never had a broken heart?
That's... okay... really.
Poetic T Apr 2018
we cry jaded tears
our ego bruised,
but others ponder our reaction
Mark Wanless Apr 2018
"Wide Eyes"


Wide eyes stare everywhere
Quickly quickly
See it
Faster faster
No time for sanity
Must be off
Got to be moving
Got to run
Around in circles is OK
Quickly quickly
Move move
Faster faster
Don't stop
I do not like the cell collective
overall, I find it ineffective.

It makes me want to pull out my hair.
The information that's on there
has little to nothing to do with the course,
and requires searching in an outside source.

I am not paying my lab fees
to do simulations that are like these.
Please discontinue to use this in class.
Ask “Would you do it again?" I'd say “Nah, I pass"
Is this really how my tuition dollars and lab fees are being allocated?!
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