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Diobimma Oct 9
Had your lies wash me over
Like a sluggish wave in the rain
Beaten yet gave you direction. 
Till there was nothing left of me. 
Now I hear you say " You too selfish"
It's Just on retail, wholesale on you.


You're scared you didn't subdue me
Cause I didn't put the blames on you
It deprived you all rights to hurt me. 
And that really hurts you till now. .


You remember vividly last I bent before you
I had gathered the pride you tried to shatter 
Leaving resentment, jealousy and anger. 
Cause I'm no disposable can, much less 
To a loveless being as you


Still wondering why I emit pure bliss
Why I give love in exchange for nothing "You only give what you have" They say
Doesn't mean you accept everything thrown at you. 
Call it pride
Call me boastful 
But Self worth is the key word.
Bullet Sep 17
What you want
@
The wealth of worth
@
Your health, take care of your self
@
Love that can glow for ourselves
@
High measures for your dreams

May they act clean
Following through harmonies
Singing Soul is what I dream
But I’m aiming too close @ the Saran Wrap
Talia Sep 13
A voice, dressed
in camouflage
tries to poison
the delicate mind

A voice, foreign
Seeks to shriek putrid words
that contort & ricochet
about the brain.

Despite subtle tiptoes
A wobble in its timbre
trips a wire
in the maze-like mind

A vile voice, doesn’t belong
to true Self-
Love
seizes the intruder,
to unmask a cowering Ego
Noticing that the negative voice in my head no longer even sounds like my own. It sounds as if a foreign voice is saying these things, whereas once my own voice and this voice where much the same.
Owen Aug 1
They say
they love who I am.
They scream it
at the flesh that I'm in.
But they dont know
that who I am
is killing me.
This mental state
has consumed my name.
If I could I would,
but I don't know how,
to return to the boy
they already destroyed.
What a bind I'm in.
Kitten Yvad Sep 9
having opened
doors in my heart

your golden flecked
eyes grow large
and my soul feels small
sitting in the firey obscurity
of two hazel moons.

the scathing repetitiveness
of my thousand tiny emotional
choices to care, to love you;
from afar

Pretending my proximity
to you can ever maintain
distance within these walls
i'll leave soon but I
now call home


and you twist my insides
when I just wanna hold you
and tell you its alright

invisible to your moon
light i think you know
queer and tired and complainy
Mei Sep 6
Cheer up now, being too little in the eyes of people is nothing compared to what your thumb can do,
Always remember that you can make a moon disappear at the back of your thumb in just a wink of an eye.

So when you feel that you're of less importance, that's nothing to be really scared of.
There  are few things little things that we don't often see its worth but cause unimaginable destruction, Just like how a tiny dew drop
and a distant sun ray from the sun can burn a whole forest.
El Aug 30
I am just a person
No worth behind my name
No money for me to give
No audience or fame

I am just a person
Or so everyone and I think

But am I still a person
If I have no light to bring?

I am totally inept
With that reason why I never move from bed

Asinine remarks spill from my mouth all the time
So I just shut up and listen instead

I am still here.
My presence never falls
But people don’t notice me.
It’s not their fault thought
I blame it on myself for putting up walls.

But I am just a person.
Or so everyone and I thought.

But I noticed my self worth.
During a period of time when all my emotions burst

Now I have confidence and I accolade myself.
Because people cannot help you,
If you do not want to help yourself.

Now I believe I can be a better person.
One who doesn’t hold grudges and gets jealous for no purpose.

I still have a long way to go in order to become perfect.
And I might not ever because,
I am just a person.
Irene Aug 29
this writing is for you,
those who have always seen the best in me.

this writing is for you,
those who think i am worth something.

this writing is for you,
those who have unknowingly saved my life.

this writing is for you,
so you know that i will keep on finding my purpose in life.

this writing is for you,
so you know that you mean a lot to me,

this writing is for you,
so you know that i will spend the rest of my life repaying your kindness.

this writing is for you,
from me, who is a nobody, but will be a somebody one day.

because of you.
some of you are my friends for a couple years, and the other is my crush. thank you for saving my life.
Sara Aug 23
How could you not see?
That you were giving them your all
While all they deserved, really
Was the recklessness with which they treated your soul
How could you not see?
That you were burning all your candles
While they so easily
Blew them all out, without the least what if
How could you be so oblivious?
So blind?
Why did you let them treat you like this?
Why did you waste all that energy and time?
But now you know,
Oh so very well
It's all clear to you now,
You'll never settle for less
It's okay
If you are not
An artist

Relax
May be you are
An art
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Know your worth
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