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Pauline Morris Jun 2016
Somewhere between lost and found
I let it all burn to the ground
Standing in the present, with hope for tomorrow
Glancing back at yesterday's sorrow

No more whispers no more shouts
I have no regrets and I have no doubt
That someday the truth will ring out
Then what will happen to those lies you spout

What will happen then to that acid love you spew
Will you finally get what your due
I  doubt it
For this wicked world your a perfect fit

Your as poisonous as a viper
Or a Black Widow spider
Spit your vile words any where but in my direction
Your not welcome here, if I haven't mentioned
complexify May 2016
You don't want me
Is it?

It's okay
I understand.

No one wants a stupid
Poetic, weak guy like me.

Is it wrong
For me to want you
So bad
I feel like I'm going insane
Because every second possible
My mind would search for your scintilla

****, your eyes.
******.
I'm just, oh god
Just so in love with your eyes.

I always imagined myself
Staring into the ocean
And storms inside your cold eyes
Reminding me how lucky I am
To ever have you.

I guess
Write about you
Is all I can ever do.

Why?
Ah, the reason is easy.
You don't want me.
Unwanted is good, maybe?
Julia Mae May 2016
82.
you don't want me?
you don't have to have me
and i can leave
as quickly as i arrived
you're so sure you own me
and i am at your beck and call
with no life of my own -
don't fool yourself
you are not my world
and if you can't see me
nor appreciate me
and pull me around
as your little trophy prize -
i'm great at disappearing
just watch me
i don't even need to say good bye
this is a great big *******, to you, for not appreciating me entirely and thinking i am always going to be around when you decide you "want" me.
Ananya zootz Apr 2016
Ever wondered how does that person breaks who is second? The one who couldn't win because he missed with a few points? The one who is left behind because he didn't compare to the winner? No, and his devastation is the biggest heartbreak because he was everything the winner was, and just a little less, and the greatest loss felt is by him and not the person last in race. His determination was that of winner and yet no one's going to remember him but only the winner
Brooke Sylvia Apr 2016
You have everything you’ve ever wanted;
I hear them say
everything that you’ve dreamed of-
then why must I feel this way?

Enlighten me please
by your explanation so,
you beg for me to stay
when I tell you I must go.

My purpose I know not;
this is why I must leave.
I believe in nothing no longer.
For me, you mustn’t grieve.

b.m
Grimmest Apr 2016
When I was a little girl,
I was told to be seen and not heard.
Invisible to my self and others.
I dared not laugh, I dared not cry.
Alive but no longer living.
I loved you,
But I feared you.
Your bouts of rage and madness.
Love that was conditional and fleeting.
I just wanted to scream and shout,
SEE ME!
LOVE ME!
But I learned to remain out of sight and sound.
I became vacant but yet present.
When I tried to feel,
Tried to be me,
I was told that you were too busy,
To spend time with me.
"Go out and play",
"Find some friends",
"Don't bother me".
So I would sit outside alone and cry.
Still waiting to be loved...
Now that I am grown,
I no longer seek your love.
I no longer stay in the background.
But make my presence known.
Loud and clear,
I will be seen,
I will be heard,
So *******!
Though you made me what I am today,
It will never take the pain away.
Jay Mar 2016
i was just like a cigarette
waiting to be flicked
passed around
and tossed, when finally burned

i was just like a cigarette
filled with novocaine
designed to keep numb
like a distraction
used to escape, what is now

i am just like a cigarette
useful whilst burning
and useless when burned out
Blake Hinamori Mar 2016
I wished upon the stars for someone like you
Someone who would ignite a flame in me that died many years ago
And it seems my wish came true

But with every wish comes a price

The price I paid was to watch you have your flame ignited by someone else.

Someone, that would never be me.

*~ Blake Hinamori
Dr Strange Mar 2016
Hear me,
Hear me speak in my native tongue
This poetic justice
From the artist that never belong
From the... sad child who just smiled on the outside
But on the inside was dying from starvation
I'm hungry...
It feels like I haven't eaten anything for an eternity
When actuality the food has just been running right through me
It's sad that not even food see me
It just falls into barring wasteland deep within the blood sea  
Which are just my tears that never seem to stop falling from the... hell skies that absorb me
Free me...
Free me from the burning shackles that laugh at me
I feel as if I'm going crazy
The sun is cold to thee
I'm freezing
I can't breathe
The shadows are suffocating me
Draining me of my very life force
I'm crying...
In a dark corner...
Burning alive...
In the center of a world that doesn't want me
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