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Nola Leech Mar 2020
Just because you're lonely
Don't let people use you
ni Feb 2020
A heartbeat- loud enough to drown out the sounds.
Gypsy rings- the ones that turn your finger green.
A fire- crackling past the perfectly pitched logs.
A silver chain- tangled and twisted like a drunken memory.
Chipped nail polish- fragmented in the shapes of places you have never been.
The lifeline on your left hand- too short for you to get anywhere that you want to go.
A faded tattoo- the one that you regret like your eleventh drink last night.
The red string around your wrist- the one that looks like trickles of blood when it is wet.
The laminated bookmark- the one you ever so eloquently placed in my heart and walked away.
isla Feb 2020
gently used! wrote the sign taped to my back

before this
i used to be the full package
performed everything as advertised
loved wholly
moved as desired
you'd pull my string and i'd be alive
tugged over & over
each time a new performance

tugging soon became yanking
you programmed new acts into me
my timidity was your entertainment
you mistook my silence as acceptance
i thought submissiveness was the answer

i became gently used

just another hand-me-down
yet i didn't wait to be found
i lost count of how many people like you yanked my string
your programmed acts remained
my silence stayed solely in my brain

use me! screams the sign stapled to my back
the last one like you added to the bottom:
"will do anything 4 love"
Poetic T Feb 2020
She was the ****, I was the crystal
addicted to each other the moment
                                              we meet.

But every high has a come down,
                I'm the ***** needle..

She was the spoon, warming up on
               another's sleeve.

Tided tightly ready to overdose on her.

                     She was the chemical bliss
that could  be taken anywhere,  



                                         I thought...
that we were something special.

But I was used,
                      discarded.

I was useless to her, as I was unable
         to pierce the vein..

Used to many times.

So she found another way to find
              a way to make her self higher

than she was with me.

Now I'm in a come down

rehabilitated
                   and I'm struggling.
Poetic T Jan 2020
I parked in her
          At the weekend.

But this time, I noted that
Some one had grit salted
    The other parking spot.

This place was getting over
used and double parked.
      And I wasn't sharing.

Who knows how many
   Times they parked in
                  My spot.

So I never parked in
                    Her again.
crybaby Jan 2020
Oh, I used to love you
to lay in your arms
how you held me so tight
soon fell apart
how leaves fall from a tree
love needs to restart
leaves are stepped on and they crumble
the way they disintegrate, is like my heart
Edward Dec 2019
Love me.
Hate me.
Strike me where I sleep.

Trick me.
Help me.
Hold out a lending hand.

Ditch me.
Use me.
No hard feelings to keep.

Bury me.
Lift me.
Does it matter anyway?

Do you feel the pain?
Or ignore it like you always do?
To callous to let them in.
It will be the death of you.
B Dec 2019
It happened
I thought it was over
I thought it wouldn’t happen again
But it did
I thought she would never do this
She was with me when it happened the first time
The second time
The third
She watched me cry
She stuck by me
She was the one who helped me feel better
And now she’s the fourth
Orion Lesneski Dec 2019
You look for me,
When you are feeling “broken”,
I’m done being on the sideline,
Watching you hurt every guy,
Just like you did with me,
It’s like you’ve got a degree,
In being a flea,
Jumping from guy to guy,
******* them bone dry,
I’m done being there,
To comfort you when you get a tear,
So leave,
Go away,
I don’t wanna see you anyway.
I'm honestly done with being used like I'm a ******* toy. I'm not CLUELESS!!!
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