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Xallan Feb 13
Life is suffering, from the tip of my tongue!
From the tongue to the corneas, blinded
To the shoulder, flimsy; to the hips, stretched
To the wrist, bent; to the spine, twisted.
Where does it hurt? Use your
locator beam, Use the satellite, Use the laser
Point to where it hurts, they say, so you point to
your elbow, to your head, to your stomach:
But this, this is deeper, internal, pervasive
it is not imaginary at all, either.
No: no: no more sauce
Rejection after rejection of enjoyment, til
lastly we reject life- but no one ever enjoyed
living this way any way.
Reflect Now
Ya may not think we are worth it..
It's so not perfect.
Yet were about to wreck it.
We've been enjoying the tune of it.

Even with no jewels around my neck.
Things don't have to be perfect..
Reflect before we reject.. Us just yet.
You don't seem to wanna reflect.

You don't need nobody else.
Would ya rather be placed back on the shelf.
I can handle me all by myself.
you've kept returning all by yourself.

6-ways to amaze.. Touching my soulful ways.
keeping our secrets, and cherishing our days.
I can't see all your silver trays.
I can only simmer in the glow of this maze.

With no conversation to measure.
No diamonds to treasure.
I can't even call you when ever.
I want to reflect in my solemn weather.

Show me what.. you've neva..
Come on bae... it's now.. not when ever.
I need ya to reflect..
Right Now I reflect all by myself.

by selinasharday rose.
its now not when ever..reflect Its easier to reject..
Mae Jan 22
stars so bright,
it shines every night.
but when a storm came,
it turned into a dark and heartless soul.
it was like his love,
that you rejected.
Rowan Jupiter Dec 2018
I poured you out into the sea of my mind
desperate for you to feel something for me

I thought if you were surrounded by me
you would feel me
in your head and in your heart
and you would love me

but you threw yourself out of the waters
more repulsed than before
and left me to drown in my own mind
JK Cabresos Sep 2018
your love
is like
the shadow
the moon,
it grows
Copyright © 2018
Brittany Hall Aug 2018
Get up and dress my myself.
I don't impress myself.
Need to express myself.
Not to detest myself.
Start to respect myself.
Outwardly reflect myself.
I won't reject myself.
Go out and test myself.
No time to rest myself.
I'll be the best, myself.
sara Jul 2018
I wipe marker off the board, and
I have a painful tendency of quickly growing bored.
I can't erase the ink-spots lingering
in high-up corners;
to spare the self-defeat, I teach myself how to ignore them.

Ignore the marks, and stains, and pains
pretend I'm wiped clean, all the same
with little left to lose or gain:
I leave them; growth is self-restraint.

Perfection is a non-existent notion,
so they say;
yet, unobtainability is all I can create.
For in my mind, these false ideals make tame desires stray,
and self-destructive pleasure is my antidote to pain.

I think I'm like a little plant
of stunted growth, just seeds to start,
my plantpot made from breaking hearts:
before I grow, I say I can't.
Before we accept something we must first wholeheartedly reject it.
like England winning the world cup lol

Joking, I just use humor to mask my emotions x
Kivanc Jun 2018
water is entering to our lung,
our tongue sourish, we are drunk.
our souls shape due to command,
killing follows after cause one want.
why your heart rejects beating,
and pitifulness watching us all the night?
Jordan LC Murphy Jun 2018
o o o o o

Baby I know I'm not the perfect guy,
Or maybe I'm just really not your type?
Even still did you have to hollow out my heart? When all I wanted was a kiss? You said I looked sharp, handsome and gorgeous..and thats so awkward because you've got the prettiest eyes Ive witnessed. My self confidence struck dumb by how amazing you looked. Maybe It was too soon in thinking I could taste your lips, I mean for f sake maybe I'm crazy but I needed your love tonight, Just one kiss to sooth my screaming soul. Just one kiss to prove I'm still breathing girl.
Just a little kiss to keep me hanging on,
Now the chance is missed I won't be hanging around,
No more dates down our local river,
No more good morning hearts to wake up and deliver,
It's all a ****** mess,
So I sent a single message with a single good bye kiss.

Jo Barber Jun 2018
I walked through a burning house
and found I was alone -
all the others had fled,
yet forgotten to warn me.

The mirror is the only one who speaks to me now.
It tells me of my beauty,
and bemoans my fleeting youth.
It curses the briefness of my body,
and of my supple bones and bare *******.

I envy the trees and the butterflies,
who found their beauty too acute to share with me.
I envy the lakes and rivers,
whose beauty will only grow with time.

As I wilt and fade in color,
the world shall grow ever fairer, ever nobler.

Such is life,
and such is time.
Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated! This is my first draft. Thanks!
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