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josh wilbanks Nov 2018
There's glue in my pen
This paper's getting sticky
Beautiful in memory
But these words,
They aren't so pretty

There's glaciers in my veins
It's lonely in this igloo
Stranded on my desolate iceburge
She sailed away,
On my ship built for two
Aleah Nov 2018
She wants me to want her,
But she won’t have me now,
She doesn’t know what she wants,
So she keeps me around,
I know that I want her,
But having her scares me too,
I think about what I’m doing,
And it makes me feel sick,
But I can’t stop myself,
From falling harder and harder,
For the girl who plays with my head,
Who says she wants someone else,
But when I leave her alone,
She needs to be reassured,
That I’m still there,
I try to resist,
But I’ll always be there.
Jasmine dryer Nov 2018
sometimes i get the realization
a shift
that life is ok
so i try to take off my mask
so people can see me
and i pull on the mask
i tug
i pull
i scratch at it
but it won't work
thats when i realize
its stuck

i'm stuck
are you stuck as well?
Nicole Nov 2018
I sit in front of the tv
Brainwashed into thinking
That this monotonous existence
Constitutes living
I feel my mind screaming
For something more engaging
Instead of the useless stuff
Seeping from my screen
Sometimes the only breaks I take
Are just me looking from that screen
To another smaller version in my hand
I feel exhausted emotionally
Unable to engage in many things
But I refuse to give these screens
This kind of power over me
I am a human being
Not a lifeless creature
I need to find something better
To break this habit that's killing my creativity
It's killing my energy
My motivation
My attention span
And I will not have it
Not anymore
I will find something more satisfying
More promising in engagement

And then I wonder
Is this what it was like
When books were first written?
Or is this unique to electronic media?
Nivine Nahli Nov 2018
How does it feel, when he touches you?
Do you think of me by any chance?
Or does he give you everything that you need.
I want to know, if I race through your consciousness.

There's nothing that I want more,
But for you to be happy and satisfied.
You are a queen and you deserve,
All of the best things in life, given to you.

I've always been apprehensive
About not being abundant, which
Made me become cruel towards you.
I've demolished so much of us.

I wish you could forgive me.
Even though you belong to someone new,
I'll constantly be in need of you.
I want to give you more than what he can.

But is that a possibility?
I never admit my jealously,
Since you merit every bit of goodness
That he could give to you.

I want you to belong to me.
I'm afraid to think of,
All of the ways he can touch you
That I can't, or won't be able to.

And I know you're fixed,
Between two worlds right now.
But who is your heaven,
Who is your Earth?

n.n
Choose me.
Ave Maria Nov 2018
You stare at your own work until you hate it,
Sit for so long you forget why you waited
Hold your tongue instead of speaking your mind
Longing to move forward, but remaining behind.
lovelywildflower Nov 2018
i was sitting outside in the freezing cold
hands numb and body shivering
the cold makes me feel better
my friend saw me crying
she came out and hugged me
and i realized how much i loved warmth too
i'm missing out on so much
and thinking back
it's because the cold is all i've ever known
and what's sad is
i also realized
no one has really hugged me in months
Allison Wonder Nov 2018
I should be doing something,
Get out of this funk I'm in.
Instead I'm stuck in nothing,
Replaying years of sin.
Allison Wonder © 2018
Jack P Nov 2018
line the shores
with hospital beds
let them sleep by the sea

if nothing else
they can jump the fence
untethered from the bodies

but when the credits roll
i still won't get up to leave
because behind the smoke screen of relapse
there's figures waiting for me  

some days i'd like to stay
some days i'd like to drift away
i've never had an original thought
but i keep thinking them anyway

so what will it be: a slice of life, or a chunk of wrist?
sometimes i feel like i can move mountains and other times i feel like i'm underneath one. into it and over it. we'll continue this elsewhere
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