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Brittany Nov 2019
I am rotting from the inside out.

I’m living as a shadow in your world of self doubt.

Every missed opportunity is like a shot through my gut.

Every moment of silence is another deep cut.

Will you save me or will you take me out?

It’s so ******* lonely in this dark empty house.

Too broken to love, too damaged to care.

Just a sad stupid girl with dumb purple hair.

My body is covered in scars and imperfections.

Crocodile skin, and a warped self reflection.

No, don’t you touch me for it’s far too late.

The pains already there, I have crossed the black gate.

Into the graveyard, it feels more like my home.

With the skeletons and ghosts, we’re together alone.

Just another memory lost and forgotten.

I’m just a small wisp of wind in a large field of cotton.

So leave me behind, and spare me your words.

I’ll shed this body at last, and be one with the birds.
Mark Toney Oct 2019
The monster wanted love from the maiden
And gold that the townspeople paid him
When it came time to collect
Him the maiden did reject
To contain his wrath none could persuade him
11/5/2019 - Poetry form: Limerick - Serving up some more free-range limericks to go! - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2018
Gray Dawson Oct 2019
Dribbling down the sides of my head
It drops clear
And drips red

Drop
Scream
Drip
Cry

Rippling waves of rejections
Then self corrections

Don’t try to make sense of the process
It’s nonsensical filled with paradoxical decisions

Just let me bleed H20
Nina Oct 2019
I'm always falling in love
Loving someone like
I've never been hurt before
And i guess that's what i do best
Loving someone
that doesn't love me back
Silverflame Oct 2019
I know I'm a fool for
running away from love,
especially when love is the only
thing I've been dreaming of.

But I'm afraid of rejection, so I
isolate myself from other's affection.

Time after time I find myself
walking this road alone,
with just the thought of love
to keep me warm.
Isabelle Emily Oct 2019
But in another time or place, things could have been different.
I think I loved you but I cannot give an accurate response since I am inexperienced in such things
Oh what a shame, things could have been different,but honey life isn't as simple as , one,two, and three
"All I do is lose but baby all I want is to win," is no better understanding of the feelings lingering now
Life doesn't play itself out to be that way, and honey I hold no resentment, I hold no anger, and I find no blame in you, and neither in myself
I will allow myself the time to regain composure and continue forth
I never expected forever from you, I simply longed for the now.
But that isn't what you want, and honey that's okay
In another time or place, things could have been different, but for now they'll remain the same
And honey, that's okay
Rejection.
Diana Santiago Oct 2019
What happened to your eyes?
Blankness was residing in them
A force field built around your perimeter
Their protection of you my condemn

I kept hoping for approval
Some sign of validation
Yet you had nothing for me
Only a serving of rejection

Gluing your eyes to an animated screen
Shutting out the action around you
I being caught in the mix
My insecurities coming to a brew

So now I'm the invisible woman
Transported to a state of sullen
My feel goods suddenly taken
Hopes for your love disheartened
Creator Sun Oct 2019
Hey
Hey.
You probably won't see this,
But what I want to say is that I.
I hate you.

You're stupid.
Filthy.
Unreasonable.
There isn't enough words to describe your awfulnesses.

So why does it hurt?
Why does it hurt when I push you away?
Why does it hurt when you chase someone else?
Why does it hurt so much?

As much as I want to say 'I hate you!',
I realise that I.
I.
I love you.

It's stupid, isn't it?
If I told you this, you'll laugh at me.
Reject me. Pity me.
I just know you will.

And that's why I never told you.
That's why I kept pushing you away.
That's why I'm drifting away, drifting away
From my light. You.

But absence makes the heart fonder,
Doesn't it?
It hurts so much, it feels like I've
Left my heart behind. With you.
I'm salty that my poem got lost due to a connection error. Anyways, do you think this letter fits a Tsundere or Utsudere better? I'm experimenting with letter formats in an attempt to raise my motivation for my scenario writing which is where I've been focusing most of my attention onto. I have a lit exam tomorrow too, so extra practice in analysing my own poem for me!
Belle Oct 2019
I feel her in my lungs, she is my very breath.
Every intake is a caress against my lips.
A life without would be death.
A craving? No, something more.
Buring in my chest, a pulsing ravenous need.

But what am I to her? A leaf perhaps.
Momentary beauty that fluters past her eyes,
To be trampled underfoot without thought.
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