liv 7d
i believe it is wrong to say "it's not about how you get there, its about the end result" because when you finally make it to where you want to be will you be proud of what you have done, when there's no where to go, not even back.
idk if this makes sense just a thought
Soot from the fire once
Tearing apart my durability
Acclimated my lungs, gooey and
Yet, still able to last through burns.

Angled to slide straight down,
Lullabies of flame rage inside of me,
I sting to the touch, I am
Vulnerable to demons
Emerging at the surface.

Friend, leave me be, don't bother
Orbiting your life around my poisonous
Routine of dying and it's attached antidote.

Mention me when I'm gone as the
Empty girl who lost her fight to life before it even begun--
This poem is an acrostic poem, very, very much inspired by the song truce by twenty one pilots. That song holds so much meaning for me, and I really wanted to honor it, for this is how I feel and that's the song that keeps me going.
All feedback is welcome
Bethie Feb 14
Thanks for all the good times
When we talk about our books
Or when we talk about our rhymes
Or when we cringe about our looks

We seem to have the same tastes
Or at least they're close enough
Our taste in music is your face
And our style of writing is quite tough

Needless to say, I made this rhyme
Really just mostly to be fair
And say that I've forgiven you
For the time you chained me to a chair

Your sister
Lorem Ipsum Dec 2017
We haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons, hello, I've been traveling in the desert of my mind
And I
Haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you, I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water
I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
'Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need and
The waves of the water mean nothing to me
But I try my best and all that I can
To hold tightly onto what's left in my hand
But no matter how, how tightly I will strain
The sand will slow me down and the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again
As an addict with a pen, who's addicted to the wind
As it blows me back and forth, mindless, spineless, and pretend
Of course I'll be here again, see you tomorrow, but it's the end of today
End of my ways as a walking denial
My trial was filed as a crazy suicidal head case
But you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming "father"
And I'm lying here just crying, so wash me with your water
I haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons, hello, I've been traveling in the desert of my mind
And I
I haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you
I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water

Songwriters: Joseph Tyler Harris
Addict with a Pen lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
OVC Dec 2017
Only in my dreams,
She waits for me.
Is this written correctly?
Andreas Simic Nov 2017
At the Top©
I often think as the crest of the hill appears
That I am at the top
The top of this game

It is my dream it seems
To go out on top
To be the best me when I flee
To the other side
With a great measure of pride
Knowing I have tried and tried

So what does the top look like for me
Holding hands with my honey
Knowing she will have enough money

That I have lived a full life
Even if that includes all that strife
After all nothings perfect

Even for those of us who like to direct
The path we have chosen
For the long journey to get to the other side

Will have traveled far and wide
And won’t have anything to hide
I will have kissed and hugged a lot

Even enjoyed all those things we bought
With many friends and family too
My hope is to be the glue

That you see me too
At the top
The top of my game

Andreas Simic©
Shofi Ahmed Oct 2017
Keep your sea
give me a drop.

Reach out to
the open horizon.
It's all yours.

Unleash that
is at the bottom.
It goes to the top!
an occidental
girl flap
was tart
as they'd
pass together
there and
she did
them fine
with nuance
now wet
but stark
or coy
with stalk
liaison so
curt  in
town tower's
RiBa Oct 2017
Ears flap in the wind
Overpowering fragrance fills the car
Smelly dog of mine
My lhasa rides the ride like a pimp!
Remmy Aug 2017
I'm uncomfortable
I'm uncomfortable in this feminine peice of shit others call a body
I look in the mirror and all I see is deadname
My body isn't me
My body is deadname
I figured this out yesterday
So I finalized my decision to get top surgery
Only to find out that my insurance matches my peice of shit body
Top surgery isn't covered
Apparently it's cosmetic
Fuck you
You don't have to live in a body that's wrong
It's not my fault I was put in a body with boobs and curves and bumps in all the wrong places
I don't have 5000 dollars because I already had to pay for intensive outpatient therapy that insurance wouldn't cover
What's the point of having insurance if it only costs and doesn't pay
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