My greatest love just wasn't mine her heart was somewhere else I wanted her so ******* bad but she chose someone else she was my strength, my confidence she had my complete trust she was my love, my everything my most passionate lust I gave her my heart and soul I gave all I could give now broken and beyond repair I've lost my will to live I wanted her so ******* bad she wanted something else my greatest love just wasn't mine as she chose someone else
people always ask why Ive used the name SomeOneElse for so long. this poem explain why. oh and she ghosted me after seeing this on social media
suicide I've thought about it. we all have in different ways some of us wonder why some of us wonder if we should some of us attempt and some of us do suicide am I really the selfish one? I just want this ******* pain and loneliness to end? maybe you're selfish because you want me to go on so YOU don't have to feel the pain suicide how often do you call your friends and loved ones? do they call you? you can have friends and feel alone if you're the one who's always reaching out. maybe they'd call if they really knew. maybe they'd ignore you cause your sadness makes them uncomfortable. suicide it sure can look tempting when you feel all alone, unwanted undesireable like you don't belong and never will suicide maybe if we reached out more, tried to understand instead of shaming, ignoring or invalidating pain and struggles maybe we could prevent suicide
written after a friend of a friend committed suicide and my friend was asking why. I don't know his reason but I DO why why do many do and I don't want people to ask why after the fact. I want them to understand before it gets there
Will he buy you chocolates? Will he buy you flowers? Will he put your pleasure first and worship you for hours? Will he listen patiently? And will he understand? Will he still be there for you when things get out of hand? Will he be your everything? Will he be your best friend? When you're not feeling yourself will he comprehend? Will you be his Goddess? Will you be his Queenie? Will he write you love letters and spicy poetry? Will he let you vent to him? Will he be there for you? Will he always treat you right, will he always love you? Will he buy you chocolates? Will he bring you bouquets? Will he take good care of you every single day?
written after a girl a was interested in chose someone else
I imagined a place in your heart and mind But both of those places Have become occupied by a better tenant of your choice I was waiting to see if you were the right home for me But I didn't put in my offer fast enough.
Now my dream home is being lived in, felt, breathed in, and cared for by a tenant who is much better than me
I was ready I had packed all my boxes, The most meaningful memories ready to be unleashed in this home
But now I'm left astray with these boxes in my U-Haul That I don't know where to drive
I have to find another place, But I can't move on right now I can't find one as good as yours
Maybe your house wasn't as great as I thought and it was a sign from God
But now I'm stranded Figuring out where to take this truck full of boxes and heavy feelings
I secretly hope that your tenant will grow to dislike what you're leasing out I hope she'll one day decide to move out and hope that you will offer it to me.