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Nick Moser May 2016
"You can't fix all your sad and pathetic problems by writing another ****** poem."

Well, I can try.
So yes, this is another ****** poem.
Nestoria LR May 2016
i often hear holding things dear,
ive never been sure why "forever"
felt as suffocating as this deal im making
with the devil,
this life im faking, lives ive been taking

why is forever, a wide eyed believer?
greener than greed, darker than lust
poison ivy climbing from out of my eyes
just to remind me
that forever
will always stay longer
than you ever would.
you know i'd never forget it, not again
Alice Baker Jan 2016
do you ever mess up something super duper minor and no one else thinks it an issue and you see that but on the inside you just feel like collapsing and crying and folding into little pieces of human origami because god it would be wonderful to be anything but yourself?
May E V Watson Nov 2015
My skin is frying, I can't stop crying, I feel like I'm dying.
Your touch soothes my fever, your arms hold me together, your bed is my grave.
...
  This flame of desire inside me burning so bright,
only you can save me on this night.
...
Here I lay dripping with desire,
for your arrival to calm my fire.
  Fill me, tempt me, push me to the limit,
with your burning, chilling touch of Frostbite,
Please save me this night!
...
Call me your "Good Girl", pet me, Play,
withdraw your heat and watch me sway,
Please Sir, don't take this blissful feeling away.
...
I wait on my knees by your side,
Not because I am expected to,
but because it is where I feel safest.
...
**** me roughly, love me tenderly
Strip me bare till there's nothing left, build me up and tear me apart
In your calloused hands, I place my tender heart.
...
Gree has moved away and I was turned to the Dom/sub culture shortly beforehand. I just started having the words stick in my head and wanted to say them somewhere.  
  This is unfinished as of yet and I will be adding to in in the coming weeks as inspiration hits.
Eve Oct 2015
It doesn’t make much sense to me
how those cigarettes make it easier for me to breathe
I wish I could see clearer
But I’m stuck in the cloud of my own smoke
Lmaooo i wish i knew how to do the things you guys do
madrid Oct 2015
L.
It ruined my life
And shattered my bones, *******
Let me go, oh love.
Never again shall it get the best of me.
the white deer Sep 2015
Shall I compare thee to a rusty basketball hoop?

I feel the same way when I touch you:

You’re familiar, constant, friendly, but apt to hurt me if I come too close.

Each time I cut my hand on you,

I’m asking everyone, Should I go to the ER?

Everyone is asking me:

Why don’t you get a new basketball hoop?
CJ lebron Sep 2015
Im sorry, I'm being a ****** person.
I'm acting like someone I don't want to be.
worst I keep making you feel ****** about it all.
You are just so beautiful
So funny, so down to earth
So understanding and beautiful
I know I said beautiful twice.
I'm sorry I'm too weak to resist touching you
kissing you, wanting you for myself.
I hate that it seems like that's why I ask you to come over.
So I can try to kiss you
Its not
I meant it when I said I wouldn't try
Unfortunately I did and I'm sorry for that.
Cassidy Vautier Aug 2015
he had
eyes parallel to heart

at the same time

my own mind felt like
it was a day away

we were made of
green hope
like
waiting at
traffic lights

the mountains breathed
the rain whispered
we watched
and hoped
and forever
was no where
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