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Quinntin Bravo Dec 2017
I’m trying too hard
But I’m not trying hard enough
Confused
On what I should and shouldn’t do
Conflicted
On my emotions towards others
And towards myself

I love
Then I hate that I love
I wonder if I truly love
Or if I just want love
Desperate
To have that love from someone else
And for that love to be mutual

Repetition
Everything I’m going through
I’ve already been through
Questioning
Whether or not it’ll go through again
Expecting something different
Hoping for something different
It feels good to have taken the emotions out of me and put them onto a paper
Wishing that they'd never come back
Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017
The claws imbued their pointy fingers in my chest
Lingering agony as it did not soften
As I attempted to defy the abomination
A figment I realised
In front of me

I wince and whimper but moans so mellow
Are not heard on the surface
Are not heard by the ears of man

Fragments spread as the glass shatters
As the reflection and I turn to dust
Yet the claws remained stoic in its grasp
A figment I realised
In front of me

I yield as I pour out my soul in front of them
Its transparent body is tainted and distorted
It is stained in dark crimson around the neck

These claws have lunged at my throat for ages
I merely embraced them as an old friend
Vyiirt'aan Nov 2017
Satisfaction lingers
The inherent bliss that warms
The buried fears that flounder,
The abolishment of qualms

The radiant glow materialises
Substantiating to a path
Hop onto the luminescence
Guiding you to your guard

I am a container

A crystalline beaker fills me to the brim
With affection in a golden hue
The amber nectar seeping in abundance

As a tap leeches my soul, my mere essence sways
As I bleed and stand on crystal shards

An empty vessel yields no spirit
From the empty barrel that remains
For a heart devoid of soul would not
Display nor muster

I am the light that dissipates
Yet the darkness brought me back
It does not leave me alone
Why does it clamp itself to my back

Get it off
Get it off me
GET.    IT.    OFF.    ME!

It does not leave me alone
It does not               leave me        alone
It does not        leave        me alone
It        does not leave        me        alone



It
         does
                        not
                                ­    leave















                                        ­                                                         *It doesn't...
mythie Nov 2017
22 tablets I've swallowed.
Only I knew what followed.

22 insults I've been given.
I promised myself I wouldn't give in.

22 lies to cover my scars.
I connect the dots like the stories of the stars.

22 arguments I've been in.
Whenever they're over I plaster on a grin.

22 gashes across my skin.
I'm dizzy now. My head starts to spin.

22 droplets of blood on the floor.
They look a little lonely, how about some more?

22 people who lied and deceived me.
To open my heart, you'd need the key.

22 bruises, marking my body.
I can't look in the mirror, I appear gaudy.

22 poems, left unread.
I'll be thinking of that as I lay on my deathbed.

22 stabs to end my life.
I smile and brandish my knife.
mythie Nov 2017
There she is.
Whenever I see her, my heart starts to ****.
She's beautiful, her smile makes my day.
But whenever we talk, I don't know what to say.

We like a lot of the same things.
Whenever she's around, birds start to sing.
Whenever she touches me, my body sets aflame.
Does she realise my aim?

My face feels hot, this is it.
Time to say what's on my mind, without throwing a fit.
"I love you," I say.
She plays with my heart like it's clay.

She smiles gently and puts her hand on my shoulder.
My heart begins to smoulder.
"I don't like girls," she says to me.
I said how I feel, but at what fee?
why do i always fall for the straights ****
Aerinlia Nov 2017
As blood flows out from my wrist
A ****** silhouettes appears
"Doesn't it feel better this way?
No one will judge you"

There is no wrong grammar
There is no wrong structure
There is no wrong word
Because it needs no word

There is nothing wrong
You hurt no one except yourself
Let the blood flows
As you let those feelings out

No need to show the world
No need to seek attention
Just blame yourself
Just **** yourself
Aerinlia Nov 2017
I hope that one day, mom will stop scolding me
I hope that one day, mom will stop telling me to do stuff I don't like
I hope that one day, mom won't mind if I stay in my room
I hope that one day, mom will let me live my own life

I hope that one day, mom won't complain about me
I hope that one day, mom will appreciate my efforts
I hope that one day, mom will not put me down for those
I hope that one day, mom will say i'm a good girl even if it's only once

I hope that one day, mom will see me as her daughter
I hope that one day, mom will regret all she did
I hope that one day, mom will realize that i'm not perfect
I hope that one day, mom will miss me when she can't see me anymore.
Aki Nov 2017
You remind me of a trumpet;
Loud, obnoxious, the problem to my experiment
Even George Washington wouldn't fight wars with you
Your roles make me go mad
Like a triangle's constant ringing in my head

"Get out of my hair!" shrills Donald Trump
As the war drums beacons in the distance
My observation seems nasty,
But its true.

This directrix that we are going though? It ain't working out.
Not even Harriet Tubman can guide my way out of your sight.
Our relationship is like a missing glucose in our photosynthesis;
You're killing the plant inside of us.

Can't you see our rose is dying?
It's falling into the devil's hands.
He manipulates and conjoins our relationship, not giving a care in the world.
I had a dream, just like Martin Luther King
But my dream is different.

You see, my dream is full of hope
Hopes for me to help you
Help you get out of this predicament
This natural selection is killing me

But instead, you pushed me away
You subtracted me out of your life
Its painful, it tears me apart
Even though I can lose track of my focus point and become an annoyance,
I would give up everything just to fix you

Your biodiversity is completely disarray
The cells in your body have lost its purpose
I'm cold and distant, but I can't stand seeing you like this
Please don't leave me so empty handed

My heart used to beat like a bongo when you were around
Now it's just the pitter patter of the cold, sad rain
Every time I hear your guitar, it no longer fills me with joy.
All I feel is disgust and sadness

I might ignore you and act rude, but secretly, this is all just a ruse.
I bottle up a lot of my feelings, and it really isn't the best coping mechanism. But in English class a guy came in and gave us four columns with different items; one with instruments, one with math terms, one with scientific terms and one with famous people. Because I had such painful emotions about my ex, this was the result of it.  oh and that's also why it sounds so odd compared to my last poem aha ^^;
Aerinlia Nov 2017
I enter my room
And close the door
And start screaming
"Everything is gonna be okay"
No....
"Everything is okay"
"Every....thing... is... okay..."
As my tears starts flowing
"E..ve...ry... thing.... is....o..kay..."
I keep saying that to myself
But why?
Why is it so hard to lie to myself?
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