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Carl Halling Dec 2019
Oh, at long last
I’ve found you,
Only the news
Ain’t so good,
Seems you found love,
You seem happy,
And so fulfilled,
But did I think that
You’d be lonely
For all those years?
Oh, what was I
Looking for?
You tried so hard,
But I never thawed,
Seems you found love,
I’m so unhappy,
Cos I never knew
What I found and,
What I lost and,
How much I’d miss you.
Seems You Found Love was born of a sudden attack of heartache dating from around the 4th to the 6th of March 2019, and was subject to some editing some five months later to create the definitive version.
Juvia Cecilia Dec 2019
Go
It’s okay,
I understand,
The happiness and excitement doesn’t last forever and now it’s time for you to move on.
I knew it was going to happen as much as I didn’t want it too it was bound to come to an end at some point.
I just didn’t know it would be this soon.
Nothing last forever but I wish we did
Eleanor Sinclair Dec 2019
the entire time She was there I just kept thinking,
“what does she have that I don’t?
Is she thinner?
Is she prettier?
Is she smarter?
Does she have a better personality?” Etc.
So frustrating that i spent so much time comparing myself.
I ******* hate her; but I say that knowing **** well I don’t hate her.
Of course I don’t hate her.
I hate her role in everything that has happened.
I hate the way she played a part in my sadness.
I hate the parts of her I see in myself
and the parts of me I see in her.
I hate the idea of being second best
I hate the idea of not being worthy enough
and instead being left for someone else,
even if they don’t get together
N Nov 2019
I break myself with each line
I write because I can’t make
pain rhyme with happiness
I don’t know.
Eleanor Sinclair Nov 2019
I try to love each word
At the end of the day I yearn to be heard
Yet the verse falls flat from my lips
It bends and twists and in air it dips
And the meaning now is skewed
My words come across as brash and rude
Still I do my best to step back
To assure that my words have no means to attack
Though still I’m labeled as such
A disrespectful girl who says too much
I wish I could just be quiet
I wish when I spoke I could like it
Eleanor Sinclair Nov 2019
I drink alcohol to soothe my soul
To cleanse and numb my broken mind
I drink for the buzz
To see what new reaches I can find
It’s scary in my head when I’m sad
When I’m throwing up that poison
I can’t cry for mom and dad
The pain is far too great
I love the tingle
But the taste, I hate
Sydney Oct 2019
Cakes, cookies, cheese
Oh can I have them please
Burgers, dogs, fries
I can’t live with all these lies

Friends, fakes, foes
Oh what I’d do for some ** hos
Mascara, lipstick, eyeliner
I wish I was in a greasy diner

Short skirts and high heels galore
I’m starting to look like a *****
They say they’re worried of my composure
They are the reason I changed my figure

Skin and bones they say
But they said I was the size of a sleigh
I did this for them to make them happy
But here I am unhappy and former fatty
If you or someone you love is going through an eating disorder please get help as soon as possible. This is very dangerous.
https://www.nationaleatingdisorders.org/help-support/contact-helpline
Amaris Oct 2019
They dance through my dreams
Golden rounds, silvery circles
Endlessly turning
Infinity untwisted
A memory, a potential
Promises unfinished
Ours did not match;
The first sign.
Bhill Oct 2019
I knew a worm who lost his way, boring and digging the earthen clay
He knew all along he could go where he chose, but lost his direction is what we suppose

Today, of course, was raining quite hard, he had to surface and let down his guard
He made the mistake of crawling too far and the end result is a bit bizarre

He ended up on the end of a hook, wet as hell as bait in the brook
It wasn't long before a fish can along and checked out the worm and sang him this song

Where oh where did you come from little worm
Are you lost and forgotten, and please, please don't squirm
You look very delightful I have to admit
I bet you are tasty, I think that's legit
If I eat you I fear, I may be unhappy
I have no control so let's make it snappy

You know the rest of the story....  

Brian Hill - 2019 # 259
Wrote this in a funny mood this morning but it took on a life meaning.  Who is the worm and who is the fish? Just asking.
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