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abigail brianna Jan 2016
there was this time when i thought it could all work out
when i truly believed that i could fit a square peg into a circle hole
when a raindrop looked like the ocean
blowing things out of proportion and over romanticizing everything
what we had between us was the size of a grain of salt to you
but to me it was my whole world
you were my world

every breath i breathed was readily available for you to have
but soon i found out you wouldn’t just take my breath away
you would ****** it
right when i had my feet planted on solid ground
you ripped them out from under me
till i forgot how to breathe and how to stand on my own

you were my lifeline
and when the lifeline doesn’t know they’re supposed to be supporting you
you have a problem

and maybe that one night that i stayed up and thought of you could have changed everything
maybe if i had thought about all the horrible things you had done to me i would have stopped following you like a lost puppy
with giant innocent eyes that still weren’t big enough to see the flaws in our relationship
or maybe the flaws were just so obvious that i thought they were normal

it’s definitely normal to feel like you have to be someone
you’re not
for someone else to love you

but you didn’t have to do anything
at all
i just loved
and loved
and loved
and you took that love for granted
but now like that breath you snatched from my lungs
every time you walked into a room

and those lips that you kissed just for show
are gone
forever
and i’m taking my massive heart and soft lips with me
don’t you wish you would have noticed what you had before it was gone?
Teenagers want to hear a lecture that means something
Anything related to their fading fate will do
Just not the mundane trials of life.
Anything but the irrelevant.
This is where the attitude comes from.
teen comes home
tosses books on the couch
coat on the floor
ne'er a hi in return
just keeps walking on by
and when I speak
he growls
and turns on the stereo
and with my words
volume is raised

then thru my teeth
I grit my anger
bite my tongue
as my patience is tried
all the while
my thoughts turning
I'm going to kick
his little red buns
someone protests
you mean white
no.....
by the time I am done
they would definitely be red
This isn't meant as in all teenagers. I know that I've come across several
that have been very well mannered, and show so much love and light.
In fact, I was thinking of my son when
i wrote this.
I'm proud to say he has grown into a very respective young man. :)
Yes, Son, I visualized you, but no, I know you never did this
(believe it or not)
ab Nov 2015
Hymns upon the lips
of the teenagers living
their lives
in secret-
that's all you can hear
ringing
in the distance.

Prayers from the parents
hoping that perhaps
their little angel
isn't caught up in
all that teenagers do.

Too bad we know
the truth.

The straight A student
sneaking out at 3 am
or turning on his webcam
just for the satisfaction
of what he's able to do,

the perky girl
with the
"stable"
group of friends
going out,
getting high,
forgetting about tomorrow,

those that don't pick up every girl
still have a secret life
somewhere
deep inside

and all that is okay

to a certain point

because that's what we do.
Sorry this ***** so badly!~
Kimberly S Oct 2015
bad influence, yes, I know
in a dark, eerie, isolated parking lot is not where I am supposed to be at
staring at a cars ceiling, hallucinating is not how I imagined spending my night
bad influence, yes, I know
but my adrenaline is pumping and I can't help but yearn for one last taste
the heat is rising and I can't help but at your body in awe, stare
bad influence, yes, I ******* know
but I can't hold back this desire for more
because for once in this redundant & bland lifetime I feel like I'm living and not *just breathing
G Oct 2015
I feel like each one of us is a little messed up.
We all have pain and sadness,
anxiety and maybe depression.
Some of us don't want to admit it to ourselves,
because we're afraid of the truth.
I wish I could say I'm an exception,
but I am not.
I'm just as messed up as the next guy,
I just try to hide it from myself.
help needed
You know this world is warped
When you have kids singing popular songs about ***
That's all you hear on the radio nowadays
That's what you see devouring us from within
I do not want my daughter growing up in such a plagued state
She will be a woman of change
And my sons will be the beacon of light to carry that trope away
Into a more apposite society
If i even decide to have kids, that is.
But this comes to mind when i think about kids.
Pretty normal, right?
Artists have a right to write about *** in their songs, and *** itself isn't a bad thing, it's quite a gift when done correctly. It's just that it's exposed so distastefully to our young women and men of the generation and it's reproaching at the highest level. Teenagers need to learn how to handle it the right way and kids shouldn't be exposed to such a negative version of it and be influenced by the wrong words. It just feels like *** is more pushed out there then the other things and it's annoying. I totally understand the parents these days being kind of overprotective. I'm becoming one of their younger kind. To reiterate, i have nothing against *** but it's so degraded now that it's seen as terrible. It's something only adults should be doing on paper but if young adults are smart enough about it then that should be fine too. Everyone has a right to their choices, but i believe that America is too sexualized and it needs to be toned down enough where the kids aren't so influenced by it.
Brent Kincaid Oct 2015
Waiting all winter here
For summer to arrive
So we can go on every ride;
So good to be alive.
No more cold weather
Summer’s here, so are we
From morning until night
Playing continuously.

Hershey bars, bumper cars
Popcorn and a coke.
Maybe the operator
Will go out for a smoke.
Leaving us up high again
Way up on the top
Making us wish this all
Will go on and never stop.

The Fun House is just that,
As is the Tunnel of Love,
And the parachute ride
Drops us from above.
The House of Mirrors
Shows who we are not
And distorts our views
Of the bodies we’ve got.

Hershey bars, bumper cars
Popcorn and a coke.
Maybe the operator
Will go out for a smoke.
But first stop it high again
With us up on the top
Making us wish this all
Will go on and never stop.

Throwing ***** at targets
Like famous baseball stars
Wins us some ugly toys
We take home in our car
For some goodnight kisses
And after a perfect day,
Wish as hard as we can
That it would never go away.

Hershey bars, bumper cars
Popcorn and a coke.
Maybe the operator
Will go out for a smoke.
Leaving us up high again
Way up on the top
Making us wish this all
Will go on and never stop.
Zyanneh Frazier Oct 2015
Abortion

A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! Please don’t let me go!”
All because it wants to see this world
But Mommy happens to have regrets and a mind filled with shame
All because nobody knows about little James or Joyce
Mommy isn’t ready for mistakes to happen
A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! Please don’t give up on me!”
All because it wants to see Mommy smile
But Mommy happens to head to the clinic
All because she’s thinking about abortion
Mommy isn’t ready for regrets to happen
A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! Please don’t do this to me!”
All because it wants to see its first birthday
But Mommy happens to grab for the scissors and then panics
All because she finally realizes life’s a blessing
Mommy isn’t ready to fall down the same path as last time
A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! Please make the right choice!
All because it wants to know its gender
But Mommy happens to suffer from ***
All because she was ***** by a unknown man
Mommy happens to give life to a healthy
James Denzel Roberts
But…
A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! I thank you!”
All because it misses its mommy
But Mommy happens to give James up for adoption
All because she doesn’t want James to suffer
Mommy happens to die 2 weeks later
As…
A screaming baby yelling
“Mommy! You’ll always be in my heart!”

By Zyanneh Frazier
The Name "James Denzel Roberts" Is Just a Random Name I Picked
Corona Harris Oct 2015
I hate you, parents
Yall hurt us the most when yall post to protect us
"Fight for your children!" Naw it's easier to neglect us
Tell grandma don't be afraid of me
Because my generation is reckless
We're labeled naive, wild and disrespectful
But to receive it you must first respect us
Mothers wonder why you bury strangers wearing daddy's necklace                      
Who thought it was good for them to want power and wealth?
Welp, you raised them like that now bury them by yourself
I was conceived to a house they already knew was broken and torn
They let me believe when I die
I'm going down in flames just to burn
I got health and mental problems  
I didn't ask to be this way
But guess I'm forced to live and learn.
For a beautiful death, that's all I pray
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