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vera Apr 2018
taking time to learn from your mistakes
the mistakes ive made in my past
i spent two and a half hours facing my bedroom mirror
im not faceless
yet i feel as faceless as a jane doe
fighting to discover the lost identity
that can only be found be found in the depth of her undiscovered haze

lost i wander from ocean to ocean
looking for the fateful creator
one who learned of the existence of a failure and decided never to look back
leaving a melancholy trail to follow him
drips of sadness mark where he has been and where he wishes to go

can the darkness that looms about him ever dissipate?
it is the duty of those around him to question why his simple sadness never fades
they question, but the root of his depression will never be made public information
no soul would ever learn of his betrayal
and i, would continue to wander aimlessly from ocean to ocean

when will my body give away to the .cruelty of nature surrounding?
harsh winds and streams of cold blue vend me
until i am one and the same
i will never rest
a lost sense of self has doomed me
there is no way to survive if i am not sure of who i am
because then who am i living for?

is it the strange girl who burrows daggers into my eyes when i look into thee mirror?
or am i simply living for the sake of those around me?
how about those who have abandoned me?
i am living without quite understanding why

so what is the next step?
- meaningless
Liz Carlson Mar 2018
you talk about trust,
and then betray it.

you talk about love,
and then destroy it.

you talk about friendship,
and never give it a chance.

and
every time
im the one crying
on my bedroom floor.
no one to hold,
no one to see me.
KJ Feb 2018
It's so easy to forgive
But you will never forget

You will smile again
Yet, your mind will replay it

It is better this way
Keep your guard up high

Be glad you can forgive
Despite receiving no apology

Be glad you can't forget
The same thing will not happen twice

I forgive you
I forgive your disappointment

Despite the non-apology
I choose to do it anyway

Do not expect much from me
You will not know me again

You wasted your opportunity
I don't need to be shown twice

Disloyalty speaks for itself
We can only share past fond times

I will not share my secrets
Secrets you can't keep

I will not share my feelings
You've proven that to me

I'm glad I could forgive you
I'm glad I will move on

Too bad I can't forget
All the betrayals that hurt me for so long
Dedicated to MA
I briefly thought about messaging you
To ask you what exactly it is you want
Because it can't be a daughter,
It can't be something I am not.
What exactly will knowing do for you?
What do you want from me?
Are you going to rip me apart,
And watch me deal with it too?
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2017
The
fame and
wealth one can
receive in this life
helps a person live a
life of luxury. The media
the eyes and ears to the world,
manipulated by the ****** hands
of man. However, no matter what, I
know one thing. You shine bright in the
media light, the shadow grows ever darker.
The crown of the media, no matter the industry,
does not stay on the same head forever...
Anything the media does I always take with a pinch of salt. Just as its easy for you to be in the limelight, its easily manipulated and people can turn against you...
elizabeth Mar 2017
The tool of liars and cheats.
The maker of trust issues.
March 1, 2017.
Arcassin B Feb 2017
By Arcassin Burnham

How did I sleep on this?
How did I manage to keep myself in this charade
Any longer then I need to even fathom if I believed you,
It still wouldn't be the same,
Everyone is a victim,
Pushing lies on one another just to see how it
Will impact them,
I've been there,
Done that,
For sure it wasn't an impact,
It was an improvement to see how fake people
React,
Thinking out loud,
Days have became a bit solid and filled with
Magnolias,
Sorry that there's no trace of psychedelia,
Just me and a couple of snacks with a liter root beer
Sitting in the corner of grandma's room,
Flowers keep blooming outside putting roots on
The wall and savoring the roof.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/02/unknown-25.html
Mane Omsy Nov 2016
Frowning, glittering faces
They changed constantly
Lost the vision for loyalty
Where trust is a weapon
To tease someone's life

Put edges to the lines
You drew thier attention to
Then pick wisely, when
They change colours
People are untrustworthy (most of them)
When you trust someone (even your family members) expect them changing sides.
What a fall from grace
The untrustworthy
Are doomed to face!
The price of untrustworthiness!
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