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Lake Mar 2019
i was sitting in the dark
just waiting for a spark
scrolling through my phone
asking if there's someone home
it's real empty up there
it's all air down here
they don't care about fears
they just stay and chill
they just want a thrill

i've been losing my mind
i've been wasting my time
i've been lying for awhile
i've been faking several smiles
i've been worked up over nothing
i've been craving for some loving
but i know i'll never get it
i know i won't forget it
while i'm alive
while i survive

i was looking through my scrapbook
never really liked how my cap looked
the faces they have faded through the years
yet i can still hear my peers sneer
a disappointment and i know it
afraid of choices and i show it
i don't know how to be okay
what do you all want me to say
i know you're watching, watching
my ship's sinking and i'm the ******* captain
so hold on fellas and don't let go
it's about to be one hell of a show

i've been losing my mind
i've been wasting my time
i've been lying for awhile
i've been faking several smiles
i've been worked up over nothing
i've been craving for some loving
but i know i'll never get it
i know i won't forget it
while i'm alive
while i survive

i think it's fine
i just need 8 hours or 9
some shut-eye will do me good
but right now i don't think i would
got too much on my mind
but i'm fine

i've been losing my mind
i've been wasting my time
i've been lying for awhile
i've been faking several smiles
i've been worked up over nothing
i've been craving for some loving
but i know i'll never get it
i know i won't forget it
that's if i stay alive
that's if it's not a lie
Bhill Mar 2019
New Thing Haiku

Thinking of new things
Controls the wants of old things.
How do you stop it?

Brian Hill - 2019#62
Inspired by thinking about new stuff...!
Is it important to
have someones
opinion on
New Stuff?
Jack P Feb 2019
it would be nice, i think, if we managed to prevent growing apart fast,

so if you had any respect for me you'd fly your red flags at half-mast.
how come the short ones get all the attention
Hunger Feb 2019
White rose on my grave,
That slowly erodes from the slow moving wave,
Don't cry now since i am gone,
Cause i know you never loved me all along.
EMO STUFF
Breanna evans Jan 2019
startin' early
gettin' *****
it's gotta be done

life is hell, so
might as well
make it a little fun
at the end of the day, whether you are happy or not is entirely up to you
Breanna evans Jan 2019
I feel the urge,
I feel the ache,
I feel my stomach
start to quake

must find my throne
exalted seat
a place where I
can find release

I wonder what
it's all about
as lines and verse
just slides right out

and when it comes
the proper time,
I raise my seat,
observe my rhymes

I can't resist
the urge to look
at what came out
at what I cooked

and when I'm done,
I pull the ****
and send it down
to all you slobs

to make you gag,
to make you think
besides, I'm proud
of how it stinks
Pallavi Jan 2019
I jotted my work
to the world,
They accepted it,
with a curl.
I took a fresh page
to write,
There also they,
gave a bite.
But I am happy ,
with my stuff.
Whether it is ,
Soft or rough.
Pete King Dec 2018
You.
You took my eyes.
Attached them to a line
Straight in-front of your face.
So it doesn't matter where I look,
Or what I'm trying to do,
All I can ever see is your ******* face.

You.
You took my gravity.
I dropped from the sky
At the bottom was a mattress
Crafted from the finest memory foam.
Sheets already covered in your hairs,
Pillows already smelling of your perfume.

You.
You took my heart.
Which may sound quite romantic,
But I'm talking several broken ribs,
I'm talking a gaping hole in my chest
That anyone at all could look into
And see the weirdest depths of my soul.
Jacob Parnell Dec 2018
Step into the spotlight.
You just might show us something that we like.
You've got talents for days.
It's not over, you're a supernova.
Show us, teach us to not roll over.
Inspire me.
I could use some new motivation.
Set fire to the sea.
We call that innovation.
I know I suffer from procrastination but step into the spotlight and you could be the next sensation.
I'm trying to inspire you to write more.
witchy woman Nov 2018
cast out to sea,
caught on a rock
with waves crashing around me.
we used to sail,
we used to rise
we used to float on waters, endless
ebb and flow with the tide.
but as the storm approaches,
my thoughts grow weary
the compass points in all directions
we both jump ship in fear of steering.
I'm stranded, wet and cold
in a storm of sadness, confusion, anger
it has come the time, for us to decide
are we a lifeboat or an anchor?
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