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Praggya Joshi May 2018
Im a devastated and dilapidated wreck
With loads of ******* scattered all around
You'll discover no valuable asset in me
Even if you dig through me for hours
Or drill holes inside me with the sharpest and searing tools you've got
You'll only pierce yourself
And end up with a fairly bruised flesh
With throbbing pain
Dust will cloud your vision
Tears will cascade down your eyes
Grime will clog your lungs
You'll gasp and grasp for breath
Filth will settle on the creases of your palms and will make you feel nauseated
But no treasure will you ever be able to unearth
You'll only find yourself slowly submerged under my derelict mess
Before long
You'll become a part of my shattered dominion
Eddyn May 2018
Forget my existence
For I am not me
Not who I use to be
Forget who I was
For that person is lost
Forget my existence
As I’m not who you want me to be
Forget my existence
As it’s no longer me
stargazer May 2018
Some people long for stability,
a life of surety.
Not me.
Give me chaos,
havoc,
ruin.
Let me see the darkest dark,
the deepest despair,
the loneliest separation.
Because if all you had was sunshine,
how would you appreciate the glow?
If there was no storm,
how would you know the beauty of the calm?
If there was no sadness,
would happy still be happy?
If we knew no lows,
how would we know when we were high?
So give me all of the chaos,
all of the havoc,
all of the ruin.
And that way I will truly have everything.
Everything.
That way I will live fully.
People that have not had hard times, have not yet lived.
RWM Apr 2018
At the first ever show I played
I lost my guitar pick
So I played with my finger, so hard it
Started bleeding
And the girl I had a crush on kissed it and ask,
"Does it feel better?"
And I said,
"No, now you just have blood on your lips"
She laughed it off,
And wrapped gauze around the wound
And the pressure
Reminded me of the first time I got punched in the gut
Which reminded me of pain
Which reminded me in one moment, of how you can ruin everything.
We went out back and lay in the grass
Gazing at stars
And if you squinted hard enough, you could see Mars
And she asked me, will I ever see you again?
And I said of course,
Before getting up, wiping my back, and never seeing her again.

And I guess, I ruined everything.

You know, humans are kind of like sand castles.
If you look from far away, it's perfect
But when you get close enough
You see all the scars, the holes, the impressions of other people

I ask her, after six years
Do you remember me, and I can tell
The outside of her sand castle has been changed
By waves upon waves
But the inside still has a locket with a face of mine
And says yes, but,
No, no, no, no,
Something's different
You're not who you used to be,

Maybe due to the fact that all humans change and have their own independent emotions that can't be controlled by others.

Or maybe, it's just your new jacket.
Logan Apr 2018
Tonight I will weep
For before i fall asleep
Thoughts of you endure

My mind was tampered
with, on a false promise of
a love that was sure

Your abrasive words
were a suckerpunch beneath
your veil of allure

You leave us a coarse
effigy of men, who shall
dismantle the pure.
My try at a haiku while keeping to the theme of mistreated women. Every word and action weighs on other people. The heavier they are the more damage is done mentally and physically.
Melany Garcia Mar 2018
You ruined everything.
West coast beach,
East coast lights,
Road trips,
Late nights,
Panic attacks,
crushes.
Devin Ortiz Mar 2018
Not long after I laid myself upon the Earth,
I began to grow roots, suckling the green.

Before you knew it, they borrowed farther,
Far from me, crawling faster away.

To be so toxic, yet making myself at home.
I needed some good, to prune the bad.

As I gaze at the storm clouds rolling,
I wait for the rain, but not before the tears.

There is a bitterness, rotten deep within.
To be so disconnected, it is painful.

So I lay, disgusted with my own ruin,
Wishing the woods would cure me.

What a dumb little lie, who do I kid.
I will decompose with pestilence.

How dare I come here, how dare I weep.
But here I'll stay, a graveyard of grief.
Michael Briefs Mar 2018
"Let it be red,
let it be ripe,
let it wield ruin..."

"Lick and taste the desire...for vengeance"

"The fire within, from the dragon's cradle,
lies and gives heat and pure breath, as spirit, wild.."

"Orb burned black,
Tender center attacked,
Pure blood refract,
See through pain
To the crack."

"Queeny damsel feigning need imperiled,
She whimpers sweetly, like a pixie's herald.
I spring to service, with comedic tripping,
All the while, behind that mask, her ruse is dripping."
Pieces drawn from my "Treasured Visions, Words of Wisdom" gallery, on my Facebook page
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