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Locked up behind bars like a criminal; cut off from society.
It seems as though this little birdy has forgotten how to fly; for this cruel world has clipped its wings and stripped away all joy — claimed as a pet, chained to a tree, trapped in a cage for everyone to see. Leading life in solitude has become the norm, but this little birdy can't help but long for something more.
Bekah Jan 2019
Your love is the fruit
Of the poisonous tree
That Adam once
Took from Eve

Tell me how is it
I couldn't see
That you were slowly
Killing me

Your voice is euphoric,
You're a siren of the sea
I'm not sure how I didn't notice
The waves crashing deafeningly

Maybe I was too entraced
In the way you spoke
Of the all the things
That you loved the most

Maybe I was too desperately
Clinging onto the hope
That your love would be the cure
Not a lethal dose
Innocent Tata Dec 2018
there's a warmness to pain
like a sprout in an arid land
almost forbidden but yet welcomed
like a familiar enemy

a cushion in these thorns
the holes they pierce
a stab to the scabs
the reward is to feel

there are truths i can't tell
they can't be made words
not even in the presence of God
its the essence of my thoughts

there are enemies i can't un-love
mysteries i can't un-solve
lips i can't un-kiss
lips i can't resist

i saw my mother's boy
i saw my father's man
it took my mother's joy
it took my father's smile

here lies the man i refuse to be
in captivity i refuse to yield
in a skin that isn't me
in a place that is killing me
The leaves will fall
You will gain memories scars and all
The people will be sad
Trying to make up for the friend ship you never had
You will not cry
These people will only try
Disappointment runs through your veins
Your love leaves only stains
Why would you wait for the leaves to fall
Because all you want is to feel loved that’s all
Green to orange like hate to love
They act as if you are a pure white dove
With hate you die
For love you lie
with no one you choose to walk
That’s when you find your heart drawn around in chalk
stopdoopy Dec 2018
We are done.

I will no longer sit idle.

I will not wait for my friends to get hurt.

It is long past due,

we will not tolerate it any longer.

Do not make up excuses,

listen to what your friends tell you,

do not give the benefit of the doubt;

they do not deserve it.

If they make you feel

unloved, belittled, ignored, hurt, unsafe,

come to me.

If they call you names

*****, *****, disposable, immature,  a child,

come to me.

Tell, if you wish, all of how they have done you wrong.

Tell me, and I will tell you.

Dump Them.

Gone is the time of "It's none of my business"

Gone is the time of "It's not your relationship"

Gone is the time of "No one asked for your opinion"

That is my friend,

and I will no longer sit and let my friends be hurt.
No matter who you are, friend or not, if you come to me and tell me such things I will not sit there and try to reason it out, I will not hear excuses to their behavior, I will not be forgiving. If you come to me with such words, I will be there to tell you to get out of it now.



I am absolutely fed up with people and how they treat others- that is your partner and you will treat them with the respect they deserve or you will get out. I DO NOT care that you are sexually unsatisfied, feel ignored, and feel unsupported when you have tried gaslighting and dragged in so many things that do not belong in the conversation. I DO NOT care if you are ******* and angry- you treat your partner with the respect they deserve. How dare you.

I'm livid that people will treat others like this and I am done being silent.
Faith Dec 2018
All my life I've tried to be the strong one, the one that cares too much about her problems but doesn't want it to show and simply swallow it every time something is wrong. I can't cry when I need to and that's something I hate about myself, the tears can't simply fall through my eyes.  When people come into my life, I get too attached to them and that's my biggest flaw. Even though I tell myself it will work this time, it's just a matter of time to realize that I will always be the one that gives everything up for the other and receives nothing in exchange. It's hard when you love someone so bad and they are not even able to look you in the eyes because they may not share  the same feeling. When I like someone I always come up with jokes, I love to kid them in a nice way. I try to be myself, forget about me and focus on the other person. Being so attached to someone can bring a lot of bad consequences and I can prove it right because I've been in situations like this almost all of my youth. You feel you get too connected with the other one, taste the flavor of love, you get too excited to get to know her and it ends up being so sick. The fact that we see each other every day, text all day and night and can't stand being apart for a little while becomes so hard when it’s time to say good bye. I just wanna know how it would be if I could find someone that really loves me the way I do. It’s sick how many times I’ve been the jack of all trades of everybody. I’m always the second one. They broke up and I’m here waiting to be loved by the one that didn’t chose me first . And it’s sad cause this had happened so many times and I’m done. I wanna feel what is to be loved, to be the one someone is crazy for, I’m really sick of not being able to know that I’m really worth it and that I don’t deserve to be the second one. I don’t know how does it feel to be chosen and that’s one of my biggest dreams. I feel like I have a lot of love to grant and I will never be able to share it with no one. I can see how everyone is happy, how they always accomplish their goals and reach love so easily. I don’t really know what did I do to deserve this. I get too excited when I know someone new and I think yeah this could be the one, but it always turn out so bad. I can’t take this anymore.
Matteo Palermo Dec 2018
I don’t care if the sun doesn’t rise.
If the snow falls and doesn’t melt
Just be there
The cold crisp air has made our petals fragile.
We will crumble from the slightest touch
Just be there
When there is nothing left
All I ask is to replant my seeds
So I can grow again
mae Nov 2018
He rejected me like
As if I were the vegetables
Mushed together and scattered
Across the play board
At a toddler’s dinner table.
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