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may Apr 2018
My parents like to say they’ve raised me well
And that’s not a lie I can totally agree
But here lately I’ve had a lot of time to think

What if I was the sibling to dress scandalous and sneak out
One who took risks and lived life on the edge

Maybe go to raves and do reckless thinks
And have friends who will stand by my side and do it too

Then I could be interesting and people couldn’t peg me as the introverted girl who’s name you hardly remember
Even though you’ve gone to the same school your entire life

However I’m one to believe everything happens for a reason
And if THAT was to be the legacy I’d leave for my brother and sister

It wouldn’t be a thought
But a lifestyle
If only I’d know...
Jenny Gordon Mar 2018
Why on earth did Sunday AM's cosmetic ad tout "erasing dark circles with concealer" when that was what the mirror answered I needed done?  Talk about coincidence, or what?



(sonnet #MMMMMMMV)


O!  Watch that greyish lace called firs' detail
Upon the blacktop gently shift from thence
To playful winds, where pavement is fr'intents
Likeas some chalkboard smudged t'effect and pale
In afternoon's more lazy eye, in frail
Excuse, myself dead tired cuz coffee's sense
I maunt resist last night did punish, whence
"Erase dark circles with concealer!"'d hail.
Who gives a hoot that I look nice as twere
Eh?  None but older men, ungodly too
Seek me.  Old scruples were mair strict in tour
But faithful as the LORD Whose Word is true.
Blue skies are warmly clean of clouds; winds stir
These naked boughs to nodding; and what's new?

11Mar18a
P.S. I can enjoy a "mean" cup of coffee as late as midnight, AND still sleep well--IF I retire immediately.  Talk about reckless cuz of a party* and retiring after midnight was punishment.   *NOTE:  There were bottles and bottles of wine, beer, pop too, and....we'd been advertised to "...bring a drink you'll want to--" so I recalled I HAD done my duty and brought cranberry juice.  After all, beer's done nothing for me to date, excepting promising to make my clothes not fit, so....
D A W N Mar 2018
Darling, you know what they say
Karma's a *****
Everything u say, everything u do will always come straight back to you.
All the things and all the words I've said to you, done to you came running straight back to me like a thrown boomerang. I've always said I'd never be that girl. Id never be that girl who's mind constantly always hovers around boys. I'd never be that girl who's constantly moving from table to table on crammed bars at 2 am like a morning vacation. I've always said I'd never be that girl who's tongue would be traveling from men's mouth,raveling,battling, teeth clashing.I've always said I'd never be that girl who'll drink her soul away over a boy who molds her into a clay that consistently tells her to do this and that, over a boy who constantly reminds her to wear that because she's fat, over a boy who tells her to say this and that. I've always said I'd never be that girl that'll ditch her friends, I've always said I'd never put anybody on the latter, I've always said I'd keep promises and give you what your heart desires. I've always said I'd be that friend that'll walk with you in the rain with no cover, I've always said I'd be that somebody that'll promise you I'd never be like the others. But the "others" became me. I became the product of every thing I never wanted to be. So here I am playing fire and gets burned after. Here I am dancing with the devil and complains why I'm in hell. Here I am oblivious to the consequences. I am the girl of everything I never wanted to be.
A piece of my mind and its unedited so why not
e J Mar 2018
Fingers swiftly plucking at steel spirals
Those sharp twangs echoing inside the body
Shooting outwards, escaping that hollow chamber
Sweet words flowing out of the mouth
Rolling off of the tongue so easily
Sounds molding together in a soft duet
Throwing themselves against every part of the room
Bouncing, ricocheting off of the walls
Hands pause, sound slowly fading into a stiff silence
Reminds me of him.
Kellin Feb 2018
I wish I was less reckless
Less weak
For you
I wish that I could have
Stayed away
Stopped opening that door,
******* throw away this
Key
Write your name on a piece of
Paper
And toss it into this
Inferno
You left me in
Olivia Jan 2018
Madness

Never
apologize
for feeling too
recklessly,

the greatest lessons
are
always
learned
through

Madness
Madness
unnamed Dec 2017
rest your heart on the edge of the thread,
tangle it in thin, withering cloth,
and send it traversing through the sundry of takers
with a serpent underneath their tongues.
Clare Nov 2017
We say it every day
Second guessing it constantly
Never knowing if it’s true
Warping into mayhem on the inside
Grinning on the outside
This feeling isn’t right
This feeling isn’t safe
But it’s familiar

Some call it insanity
Some call it torture
Some call it an illness
But we crave the way this feels

Isolating us from all common sense
It will break us in the end
But we are still on this ride
Chasing each other through ups and downs,
Twists and turns
On this rickety old rollercoaster
Never knowing when to stop

Arms in the air
Faces to the sky
Wind in our hair
Eternally giddy
Eternally reckless

We are wild on this ride
We are wild in our hearts
We will fly off these tracks together
We will land with bruises and scars
We will heal,
Forget our regrets,
And we will do it all over again.
We call this love.
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