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CP Oct 2017
You mean nothing to me anymore
I am no longer your *****
go and tie that noose around your neck
you bet I won't be there
I think about you and cannot remember why
why did I let myself cry
why did I let myself repeatedly die

You mean nothing to me anymore
even your name is just an eyesore
I walk with pride with each stride
no longer sunken and petrified
of your inner Jekyll and Hyde

You mean nothing to me anymore
and with that statement its the end of this cold war
I don't know what my future has in store
but I'm ready to go explore
I'm ready to walk this road alone

You mean nothing to me anymore
I know on this path i'll fall down and ask what's this all for
with disillusioned hopes and words- I miss you come back
I'll get back on track and realise
You may mean nothing to me but I mean the world to me
and its about time I became a ******* priority.
I'm trying to focus on the good
I should go take a walk in the neighbourhood
helena alexis Oct 2017
his dark black hair
reminded her of
the beautiful night sky

his large pink lips
reminded her of
freshly picked roses

she is so in love with him
and he has absolutely
no idea at all
yet another poem about my coworker who is also my crush
Viany Sep 2017
I am a single bird
flying alone
yet somehow
my heart is
full
Poetic T Aug 2017
We were in a moment static,
woven within each others oceans,
Then she spoke
              
                           "Your such a good friend,

In that moment I sank beneath
the waves of her eyes,
                                     settling
in the graveyard
           of others sunken hearts..
Flita Fernandes Aug 2017
Walking down cold empty streets
I’ve seen lovers walk side to side
as I stood alone on a sidewalk
not knowing how it would feel
to hold on to someone as I cry

As I lay down on empty sheets
I fear that I will never hear
another heart beat with mine
For I’ve never known love
but i’ve heard its as old as time

I wait for years and years to feel
and I do; but the amount of love I held
never meant anything to you.

So I go on with my life
mind muddled with thoughts still unknown
for somewhere deep down in my soul I knew that
some hearts are meant to be alone.
midnight thoughts! comments would be appreciated! :')
All you single ladies only need to know one thing when it comes to advice
It won't be like the Three Blind Mice
You must be kind and gentle
While stern and strong
Before long
You'll have men wanting to be your husband
And you'll have a hard time choosing, they'll be so many
Make sure you pick the one that best fits you
We don't need any more unsatisfied married women in the house anymore
We need some happily married women up in this joint
That's what I like to see
What I would like to be
Is her husband
Come home from the all the nonsense to see that beautiful smile?
Worth it.
Every single time
I won't let her do all the work at home
Time for me to do my part here, too
Sure, I'd love to watch the New York Giants game or play the newest Steam game over laundry and mowing
But I'll be dammed if I let her do all of it when she's tired enough already
These things I think of when we're going steady
If you ask me if I'm willing, I was already ready
To be yours forever more
They'll ask me "Who do you work for?"
And I'll gladly say
"Her."
Hal Aug 2017
Honey I hope you haven't forgotten that you are a diamond handcrafted with the utmost precision and care; there is no flaw in you. Your beauty is so pure and so natural and cannot be easily replicated. That being said, you are not for everyone. Not everyone will be able to admire the way your messy hair cascades down your back in little half curls or the flecks of sunlight hidden within your eyes. Not everyone will be able to appreciate the way your pants hug your hips or the way your toothy grin and infectious laughter brighten up the entire room. Not everyone will be able to cherish you like the diamond you are, but that's okay, because you my dear, were not made for just anyone. You are destined for adoration, and until then, love yourself. Sweetheart, I hope you haven't forgotten how.
Aliza Manalac Aug 2017
Waking up knowing that the bed is empty,
Serving one meal,
Showering with only the thoughts in my head,
Going to work without a goodbye kiss,
Coming home to see nothing has changed,
Cooking the same food,
Going to sleep and hugging my favorite pillow.
Rinse and repeat.
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