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ren Jan 9
i hide them–
hide my feelings that is,
i don’t let them loose,
afraid of what they’d say
or how they’ll look at me
but they already look down on me,
already talk bad about me
so what does it matter?
why won’t i let it out?
i wish i could scream and shout
but they’re trapped,
trapped in my head
with no key to let them free–
all they want is out
but i have to keep telling them,
no, out is not where you belong.
juliet Dec 2018
your prestige and glamour
have grown too much
so many people bow down to you but
you can’t see your own feet.
expect me unwelcome
to your golden throne
i’ll raise your prices
flat iron my tongue to make you happy
rhythmize my lips so they sway
to the beat of my hips,
to the music of love
mae Nov 2018
A womb that wished
I was never conceived
Was no home,
For a baby that couldn’t
Breathe on her own.
Sadness needs no invitation
no open house
or big party
sadness shows up on your doorstep
whenever it chooses
4am on a snowy night
or 3pm on a sunny day
It has no reason or rhyme sometimes
It just seeks you out
and decides to crash on your couch
an unwelcome guest, sadness is
often overstaying any welcome given

You can move homes
You can run away
but sadness is quite the detective
even in the best hiding spots
it will eventually seek you out
and invite itself back into your life
Josh Aug 2018
Do you ever feel lonely?
Ever feel like the everyone else
Has this life, planned out
But you’re just wondering

Like a lost soul,
Trying to find you’re place,
But never finding it,
Never finding where you fit in,

Never finding the place
Where you feel just right,
Like you’re just stumbling
In the night,

See even if I found my place,
I’d probably still feel unwelcome,
That’s just how I think now.
Charlie Dog Apr 2018
One word spoken
Like a slap in the face
Intentions exposed
I'm not welcome here.
jennifer delong Jun 2018
Not easy not at all
I try to forget
You creep into my mind
How do you get in

I erase again
Locked tight
Move on

But ****** to hell
Here you come again
I swear god ******
Stop quit
Go to hell

But do not stop here
Not welcome
Hello overbooked
© Jennifer Delong 6/17/18
HisStuntDouble May 2018
Solitude, unwanted yet here you stand before me. Like a heavy cloud you engulf me. Leaving me unable to see beyond my grief, beyond this very moment of loneliness.

I am sinking like a ship without its crew. Beaten down by those heavy waves of grief. Left choking on the sandy bed beneath.

I am lost,


Left behind.

My remnants of a life once loved washed up by the tide
One of many poems written after being Widowed young
Laz Farrell Feb 2018
His face was too familiar
The unwanted and out of date
A real gentleman
Someone who cares
Despite that prevailing optimisim
What’s he here to do
I appreciate you coming
That deep burning brow
Handing it to a shocked friend
Whose schedule don’t allow
I’ll learn to compromise
Despite significant disruption
I still won’t show any reaction
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