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aspen wilde Jun 2020
i tell everyone else to love themselves
and tell them they're worth it
but what about me?
forever talking people down off ledges
just pushes me off faster

i don't feel like i'm falling anymore
i feel like i'm dead
too far gone to save
what does that make me?
inside there's just a little girl waiting to be loved
... not by anyone else

... just by herself
The winter breeze
hugs me tight,
and my heart becomes
as cold as ice.

No one dares
to keep me warm
nor bring back its fire.


Because doing so
means you have to die.
Sarah Caitlyn Feb 2017
You were a statement,
a brick wall,
covered in small pieces of graffiti,
lost in a noisy city.
Barely noticed.

So you changed.
You tore yourself down,
giving away pieces
to anyone who would take them
destroying the subtle art.

I had to leave,
unable to stand the gravel
of you at my feet,
like a part of me
was in that rubble.

They all noticed you then
a small glimpse from the corner
of their eyes,
no one pays attention
to a neon jumble.

When I came back
you had lost all but three
spray painted pieces,
no matter how much I tried
I couldn't recreate you

Nothing will live
in the broken space
you once occupied completely,
so I walked away for good
You are not salvageable.
-S
SøułSurvivør Apr 2016
IF YOU READ NONE OF MY OTHER
POETRY, PLEASE READ THIS!

Knock, knock - Who's there?
Is anybody home?
The lights are on, but you are gone...
It's silent as a tomb.

Knock, knock - Who's there?
Listen to the sound!
He waits for you! You know it's true!
But you are not around...

When Jesus is a'knocking
At your heart's fast door,
You appear to close your ears...
Do YOU know WHAT'S IN STORE?

We *DON'T
all go to heaven...
YES! There is a hell!
You will find that you are blind
Believin' a tall tale!

I am a "good" person!
I'm helpful, and I give!
It's okay to be this way!
I live and let live...
.

NO!* Jesus lead the sinless life
And gave it up for *YOU!

Let Him in, He'll take your sin,
For He is kind and true!

There are NONE "good" people!
Folks! We're near the END!
Satan promotes his lies and gloats,
You'd best believe it, friend.

We ALL sin, and like as not
God CAN hold a grudge!
I don't know why we try and try
To say He doesn't judge!

This means YOU TOO, Believers!

You'd best have a care...
Be ye pure, or you'll endure
The same fate sinners share!

This is simply Bible.
God, the temple left!
Ezekiel. You know full well.
It was then BEREFT!!!

CHRISTIANS! Are you holy?
Have you sinned enuf?
He is God - He's not a CLOD!
He don't put up with GUFF!!!

Do I sound like I'm frightened?
You BET! I am afraid.
There is grace, but it's a race!
I may NOT make the grade!


We CAN blame the devil,
And that is just a shame...
He tempts us all, but please recall
REBUKE! In JESUS NAME!


Adam blamed the WOMAN.
Eve... she blamed the SNAKE...
Holy SMOKES! C'mon folks!
HOW MUCH CAN GOD TAKE???!!!



Knock, knock - Who's there?
Christ died that we may LIVE!
Open up and drink the cup!
Then He can FORGIVE!


If you don't, please hear me.
You'll believe a LIE.
You may well end up in hell...

So kiss your soul GOODBYE.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/12/2014


This poem is a spoken-word vidio
on YouTube...
https://youtu.be/PbD84Tuydxw
I have prayed and prayed about posting this. I'm basically taking the gloves off now. I can't mince words anymore. The time is very short. I may get flack for this poem, but it's from the heart. I don't want to see anyone lost because I did not do my job as a Christian. I know you are aware that I have been praying for the last few days. I've been outside talking to God. Studying and reading. I believe this is what God wants me to do. Please take it in the spirit in which it was meant... I LOVE YOU ALL!
PaperclipPoems Oct 2015
You don't own me
I am not one of your possessions you left at your mamas house
Something you grew apart from as you aged, yet still think about often and sometimes even go back for

You don't own me
I can't be used at your disposal during convenience
Like a tool to fix your brokenness and when completed you put me in a box to come back to later

You don't own me
My words are my own and I can't be corrected.
I am not a college paper to be reviewed and scored
My actions are mine and your opinion is irrelevant

*You do not own me

— The End —