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sometimes love can be evil
but don't get discouraged don't blame all us people
deceitful to trust and be mad when it's lost
you are the giver taker and receiver
you make your losses
and you chance your tosses
until you are dead you are your own believer
your own lovely keeper
no maids for your mess you are the only sweeper
use swiffer be swifter don't sniffle don't fall
don't let the dust get in your cracks on the wall
hang up some paintings a picture or four
each of your memories stick them in drawers
no room for bad company kick out remorse
open their door
vacuum the floor
clear out your vents
and make way for what's more
spring cleaning is fun
isnt clutter a bore?
not knowing what's here, and never getting much more
Kanishka May 2020
Every road seems unfamiliar,
Every turn is different from the last,
Towards north I see despair,
And the south has evil in the air,
East and west look ready to ensnare,
Since you left me here unprepared,
Tell me who am I to trust amongst this mass?
Why did you break me to my soul?
Isabine Apr 2020
What could I do to push you away?
What would you do, if I hurt you?
Deeply
How could I shock you—with me?
How would it feel to be thrown away?
Again
How could I melt your smile?
How could I make you hate me?
Forever
Why do these thoughts keep blooming?
How come I can't believe anything lasts?
At all
innerThought Mar 2020
All I want to do is hear your smile, All I want to do is smell your presence, all I want to do is see your silhouette, all I want to do is tell you I love you.
All I want
You're all I want
Yet you feel we better apart
I think we make a good team
You loved me then I love you now,  so much that my keyboard brings your name up when talking about love. I know I'm not perfect and neither are you. I now have love in abundance I already have love for two, whether a son or a daughter and you say I do,  I hope it's to me that you give these things to.
In case you are happier without me I hope it's for the best, I see our past and present as God putting my love to the test. I always do pray to be more alike so he makes me more like him, therefore even he knows I won't give up on my love for you no matter the sin. As he would do the same.
Fight for it and never give up.
GOD has our back
Pranya Mar 2020
Before every pistanthrophobic,
There is an unbearable betrayed.
Maybe just a gift,
For which i will be always thankful for...
The scars you gave me,
Made way for my tears to seep.
Right through my heart,
In the underwater treasures of an hidden darkside.

Maybe trust is the most fragile thing,
Handle it with close attentions.
You never know who is the one,
Whom to trust,
Whom to void,
Though this is the game of life.

People change,
Love hurts,
Friends leave,
Things go wrong,
But life goes on.

Maybe you will never know,
Cause i will never show...
Life will be the way it is...
Samantha Dec 2019
Kindness, to me
It's kind of like a flower
Only every time I'm given one
It's poisonous and thorny
They ***** me and fill me with betrayal
And turn to ash in my hands
How am I to know
That your kindness is genuine
That you don't want to hurt me
And even if you don't
I still know that every flower
Will die in the end
How can I trust you?
slr Sep 2019
*******
for everything you said to me
all the dreams you told me
all the lies you fed me
disguised as caring
i knew from the beginning who you were
but i refused to see it
i refused to see the flashing red lights and the blaring sirens
now the only lights i see are the ones on the ambulance
the sires pulsing in my ears
the medics screaming for me to hold on
i am slipping in and out of consciousness
and you don't even care
*******
I let myself trust a guy that seemed perfect. But he ended up leaving. He said I drank too much and didn't care about school. Then he said I wasn't spiritual enough for him. The sad thing is, I drink on the weekends with my friends. That's it. And as a Christian to another Christian, you should want to grow with me, not want me at a certain level. That isn't Christianity.
zrskii Sep 2019
don't trust anyone
they never know how to keep the secrets
exposing in silence
make us feel like a loser
I don’t trust myself with you.
I’ve built myself a lonely cage.
I use my fear as my protector.
But sometimes, I open the cage.
Step-out to breathe in the fresh air of what could be,
then get terrified with the first breath I inhale,
and I go back in.
Because I’ve learned that the more people you let into your life,
the more vulnerable you get.
The easier it is for them to walk out.
And so I will suffer in silence.
Because I'd rather be lonely.
Than happy then broken.
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