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m Feb 2018
i so desperately want to fold into myself
want to burn myself and make something of the ash
i feel like a great almost completed puzzle
expansive and vast
dull pieces
but still connected
now one piece has been taken from me and has been replaced
replaced by a misshapen mess in the guise a puzzle piece
and as i desperately try to shove it in its previous spot
i scream
and push my hands across the table
disconnecting the pieces in my plight

i can never be complete again
i’ve changed so much since last year. I dont even recognize my own thoughts anymore.
rosecoloredpoet Feb 2018
If you only knew that it was partly your fault that I felt this way
Because I don't know where I stand with you and it's making me insane

I am screaming
Trying to get you to notice
But you never seem to hear my cries
What exactly are your motives?
What's behind those little lies?

Maybe you are just like me
made from a fragile glass
Scared to let anybody in
Scared you'll be broken into pieces
But trust me I won't ever let this happen
and if it does happen I will put you together
Always
Sabila Siddiqui Feb 2018
Inheriting independence
Intruding boundaries
You let your actions stem
from insecurity and jealousy
You want to protect me
But now I feel,
I need protection from you.

You’re taking my life and air;
Choking
Caging  
Suffocating
And Stifling me.

Love me
Don’t own me.
Protect me,
But don’t bound me.

You’re being possessive
That it turns out obsessive
And sometimes situations get aggressive.

Fire burns in your love
But your intentions become impure.
In becoming possessive
You became invasive.

You try to move my blood to your accord.
Try to be the nerve to my muscle.
But you’re blinding my eyes with tears
And leaving myself internally screaming.
It is like a curse that brings problems without a cause.

I want to b r e a t h e  
I want to s c r e a m  
I want to f l e e  

I wonder,
Where did all the happiness go?
Because I just find myself lamenting
over the days that pass by.

- Beautiful Sensitive Soul
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2018
I don't want to love you anymore
But it's so hard to rearrange
I don't want to be a prisoner
To all these things I cannot change

I don't want to hurt, I don't want to cry
Or long for the sound of your voice
I don't want to live my life like this
You have left me with no other choice

I don't want to miss you every day
The way we kissed, your playful grin
I don't want to want to hold your hand
Or yearn for your lips to touch my skin

I don't want to feel sad all the time
Struggling each week to make it through
I don't want to lock myself in my room
Sobbing while clutching pictures of you

I'm a slave to my own emotions
And all the things we cannot be
I'm locked inside the pain I feel
You are the one who holds the key
Pain really is a prison
Blossom Feb 2018
Wildly Thrashed Thoughts
Unnecessary Screaming
But only within
We all have those days in which we're screaming inside while wearing a face of content.
Zell Feb 2018
They tell me to either write or say,
Whichever would best light the way.
But there are words that i can neither say nor write,
As if my brain, lips, and heart are in a constant fight.

I yearn to say such things i feel,
Then i realize i could not reveal.
My heart screams out your name,
But my lips could not do the same.
© 2018 D.A. Barreras
Lauren Grace Jan 2018
You attempt to make clear that your genius is blatantly obvious yet hard to explain.
I stroll towards the champagne.
"Whats wrong? Am I being too plain?”
Your words hit like a train, causing intolerable pain.
The letters you manage to tie together tend to intoxicate my brain.
But I have promised myself that I would be nothing but honest, even in vain.
So I whisper affectionately to you in order to explain,
"Your words often remind me of acid rain."  
The reasons for your sentences are rarely found down the drain.
Except maybe to precipitate folks a great deal of pain.
Your voice sounds nothing like music
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2018
Beg
Something about you turns me on,
You're perfect from bottom to top,
You know just how to make me moan,
And scream at you not to stop.

You know just where to touch my body,
Pleasure shakes me down to my core,
When the night ends you always
Leave me begging you for more.
Feedback anyone?
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