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I hate you for leaving. I hate me for believing.
pio son pie Nov 4
existing in this land-sphere quite touch-and-go
when you stare for something that you hope to
when something expects to be with you
until you discern that you obtained neither

things are unreachable on your own limitation
useless is your own notion
to gain nothing is the best way out that you ever made
the excitement is just filled with none nothingness but the soreness
Sometimes it's okay to decide what may the worst of them may be the best for us. It is supposed to be our boundary of happiness to live in this unreliable world that isn't to them. Thinking of nothing is just one of the answers. Having our thought about how maybe concerned with our guilty may be living after is our decision, be wise to yourself and others at least.
Yana Kim Oct 20
She faced the mirror
It said “pretty”
She faced the man
He said “beauty”
I faced the mirror
It said “empty”
I faced the man
He said “sorry”
When his opinion matters most.
KHY Oct 5
You’ve infected that part of me
that cries when I’m alone
Now my tears are iron chains
that block me from the sun
I feel none
I feel none
Minyeon Oct 3
Tell me a lies
The way you bake those pies
Rough tongue that ties
Words into beautiful lies
These tangled thoughts
Kept me from telling truths
Tell me jokes— it consist of bitter truth and beautiful lies.
Minyeon Oct 3
You the one who have ice cold heart that no other else appreciate. The wind will slowly melt it in time, when you need truly.
Mary L Sep 20
I hung up the phone

And collapsed into myself, sobbing

The sky was honey gold with rainbows

And the ocean was a lovely royal blue

You don’t think of me in THAT way

And I wish I didn’t too

I was crying cuz I felt myself physically lose something I had come to depend on


I was crying with my eyes shut to pretend nothing happened


I was crying over that rainy Sunday morning in the parking lot

When I couldn’t flip my skateboard like you

So you held my shaky hands

So that when I thought I would fall you would be right there, your calm hands in mine, your breath on my forehead

I found out later when I called you and the sky was honey gold

You were somewhere freaking out, probably holding your head in your hands like you do

Mourning something you couldn’t even begin to understand

‘Cause when we fall we fall together

But this time, really, it was me alone,

Falling for you

And it really was some type of

Curled up, hugging my chest type of

Wind knocked out of me type of

Purple bruises all over me type of


You couldn’t give me what you know I wanted and that must

**** you.
first poem
I pour my heart out.
You won't take a drink.
Honestly, why the hell am I here? Nobody gives a ****.
Mystic Jul 8
A beam of devastation brave as an arrow
through the vibrance of my heart
through the overflow of a love that never seemed to add up
I stood feeble in the sting of her words
and sank fifty feet beneath the feel of a raw war
brandon mater Jun 24
l felt like l knew you
but it was never about you
and l must have been confused
to think that l meant something to you

people change
seasons are the same
but l must have been insane
to think that this wasn't a silly game

play my heart
just as you play Fortnite
l wished to hold you one night
but you told me it just wasn't right

l loved you
something about you
that made me see only you
but now all l can say is l ******* hate you
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