Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Desire Apr 2019
I wonder what you think about when you lay down next to me... When I sleep, do you sleep, or internally question me?

How quick do you jump when Im up and you see the phone was right next to me? You scroll and search, hope to find dirt, and continue second guessing me...

Sweatin me, when you taking certain things out of context, stressin me, when I tell you how Im tryna be honest, selling me, tellin me how you respecting my process, only to continue to do the same thing again and again like you obsessed...

Its not a sport, nor is it fun, when it feels like there's a gun, behind my back and at my head, wishing what we had was dead...

But you still not using words to talk to me or ask me first, to let me know what thoughts still linger, what doubts you have or your distrust...
You tell me all is fine; that you have nothing to say, then we go to bed at the end of the day

But still, I wonder what you think about when you lay down next to me...

@desire.is.dope
20190428
1249HRS
TRUST ISSUES
@desire.is.dope
20190428
1249HRS
mjad Apr 2019
I've always had a way with words
my tongue lets lies slide off
like ice cream drips onto the floor
causing distress
I notice it more
when I talk to my mother
her ignorance astounds me
like magic to a child
not understanding
By M Apr 2019
I felt his hands touching my *******, my thighs
I fought but it changed nothing,
Because I was only 5

He told me that I should like it
Though I begged him to stop
It was more terrifying than I could ever admit

But he pulled me down
When I tried to run
And I felt like I was going to drown

He, who I had trusted
Desecrated my most private places
But he also forced his way into my head

It was only his hands
But to me
It was something I would never fully understand

His brother saw me
And ignored my pleas
As He violated my purity

I finally ran
From Him, my cousin
And the memory of his touch,
His hands.
Dear Cousin, I hate you. I hope you die full of regret and guilt. That in your last moments, you remember what you did to me. Because I can never forget. You destroyed something that was so precious, my sense of safety. And I will never ever forgive you.
Luna Wrenn Apr 2019
They remind us of the past
They remind us of the pain
They remind us we can heal
They remind us we have a future

scars
Kenji King Apr 2019
I am just a worthless liar, I am just an imbecile.
Trust in me and you will fall, I will turn around and leave.
I will only complicate you, my emotions will have you doing wrong.
My worth is of no use to yours, you're too good.
I dance in my flames.
Flames that ravish my desires.
Why won't I stay?
The love never lasts and fights betray.
My fists are my words and my words are a knife.
It opens the wounds as the truth is then revealed.
I don't trust nobody, but somehow, everybody trusts me.
I will love you forever, if you can stay, to wash away this pain.
Don't leave me, then I won't leave you.
No one seems to like me, but there are a few that love me, love me for the pain, love me for the scars, because, I am just a worthless liar, trust in me, and you will fall.
Tool- Sober (inspiration)
Twaffle Apr 2019
Within the castle of her facade,
she keeps her heart hidden.
Protected with her fragile body,
not letting it fall on the wrong hands.
For it was as fragile as glass,
one wrong move can break it apart.
But that heart as sharp as broken glasses,
can cut the fault of the one who broke it.

That is why she protects it,
in order not to hurt anyone who'll touch it.
Maybe not all, but some of us are afraid to give our sincerity, our heart and our whole being to someone. Because we have that mindset that people will leave, will hurt you and take that part of you as they break it.
Asonna Apr 2019
the foundation of everything
honest to god truth
faith.
what's the use?
The darkness inside you
creeps its way in.

How does one recover,
repair broken trust?
The reaper is on his way,
your soul is no use.
Call a saviour,
pray to the lord,
Maybe he'll decide to pity you.
cause i sure as hell won't,
so good day to you.
Madison Apr 2019
Please don't say it.
I can't return it.
You should run and hide.
Please stop, you don't understand.
I'm not a good person.
Don't give me that power,
I can't handle it.
If you love me,
Don't trust me.
Next page