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Andrew Leparski Jan 2016
I was blind
but now I see

I was broken
But now I breathe

I was hurt
But now I feel

I was absent
But now I'm real...
Q Nov 2015
I used to mock couples for their PDA
I used to sneer as they indulged in affectionate displays.
Being self-sufficient was all I used to enjoy
And then, one day, along came this boy...

Just like that, I was completely enthralled
Made a hypocrite by my own free-fall.
Suddenly the world was primary and pastel
Like every year I'd lived was drab gray scale.

I was never the one to compliment a beautiful day
Yet somehow the days are gorgeous now, sunshine or rain.
I'm not the kind who bothers with smiles for smiling's sake
But when I'm talking to him I'm smiling till my cheeks ache.

I used to glare at all that PDA
That one couple I just had to shoo away.
They all still get the same treatment
Though now it's because **** long distance.

I'm jittery as though my blood is made of caffeine
I'm grinning like I just swallowed a ******* sun beam
I'm excited as though I just won the lottery
Because this lovely boy has made a ******* fairy-tale of me.
yes, you. i felt like writing something and guess who happened to be on my mind?
effy May 2015
My worst fear is not death
I've been dead in my entire life
what I fear most
is to fall
deeply in love
to the man
I can't ever
call my own
Ashanti Apr 2015
My words will brand everything that you are. 
-AL
El Mar 2015
Its amazing what just an object can do
Depending on who it was from
And what it means to you
Given to me is a borrowed gift I treasure
It is not a car
A phone
But merely a
Sweater

It may seem silly
It may seem odd
That a sweater can do so much
But along with the
Warmth
The laughter
And the love
It brings
I would rather have your sweater
Then any of the other electronic things
Ottar Feb 2015
one letter at a time, take
one sound, no mime, make
one word, a play on, no mistake
one muse, ha ha,
no refusal, sounds become a litter
of letters in piles of clothing on
a poets floor, imagine not the
sounds of laughter, but of verse
of rhyme of prose as one discovers
the other has toes and the sounds that
ensue, freely leading to a complete poeme.
The alphabet approach.
I always get stuck at mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Just Some Chick Jan 2015
Do you remember that night?
Not the first night,
but our night.
LSD flowing through our veins.
Hands grabbing, lips searching, desire strengthening.
Then, from your mouth slipped
three
tiny
words,
That resonated through every corner of my dark soul.
Insincere lips had planted them in my brain long before.
But never did those words flow like electricity.
Head to toe.
You never lied to me.
And I cried,
Because I knew.
Best night of my life.
I never deserved your love.
I still don't.
Dawn Anderson Nov 2014
I want to be happy
really
actually
genuinely
happy

And for
the first time
I am.
WHAT
Joey Victorino Oct 2014
someday, someone's going to make you forget
everything that hurt you in the past
every race where you ended up last

someday, someone's going to take you away
from your thoughts, the ones that destroy your mind.
someday, they'll make you feel like you're one of a kind



someday, someone's going to save me



but i still wish that someone was you
and you will never have a clue
Ely Jun 2014
The darkness creeps across the night
Finding its way out of sight
As I cower in fear
I slowly loose myself
Into this drift of unconsciousness
frightened by myself
what has become
of the man I once knew
slowly losing myself to the darkness
and drifting to a unconscious
state of mind
slowly turning
darkness
took me over
whatever
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