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#brokenrelationship
I can’t seem to get you out. Every memory, touch, and place stains onto me— a thin layer of you I can’t peel off. I see you in every cell, And I can’t seem to get you out of my skin. You’re glued on. I’m rubbing friction, Hoping you’ll shred apart, but just like adhesive glue, with time you solidify onto me. At first, I thought that meant love— that this ache was proof of _something_ That if I just kept rubbing, this pain would mean something But now I smell the burn of it, the friction I made to forget you set me on fire. I look into your eyes to plead, but all I see is pure adoration. and I melt. I’m hypnotized. Those big round eyes, engulf me. I thought I saw love in those brown eyes. I realized too late that it was a reflection of mine and I can't seem to get me out My wanting. My love, mirrored back so perfectly I believed it was yours. Now every time I try to get you out, I find another piece of me stuck there too. To burn you off of me, I burn a piece of me too.
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Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:58 PM UTC
I Can’t Get You Out (Revised for spoken poetry)
Today, my dad talked to a 25 year old about war, politics, and religion. He said people my age should read more, and not blindly watch the news, things aren't as they seem. He went on and I unconsciously nodded along Today, he dropped by a neighbour’s house. They had all sorts of dishes prepared just the way he likes it. He tells jokes and laughs, the kind that turns him red, tears coming out, and you can’t help but laugh along with him— even when it’s not funny. He would tell them stories about the old days, interesting ones, that keep your ears open Today, someone called him in a panic telling him that their child is sick they've gone to all these hospitals and clinics but they're still unsure of what to do his calm voice reassures them and after a couple questions his brain rummages through the Library of Alexandria and knows exactly what the issue is and what to do a few days later, the call comes in again and the child is completely fine He's so smart...about everything Oh! even that other day someone called him they were in a real pickle I'm talking like someone was trying to kidnap them and beat them up but my dad is a hero without a second thought he rushed to help He's so loved, admired and respected, there's not a single person out there in the world who couldn't depend on him. And today he-! No... Today I’m twenty-five years old, and full of opinions to share but no one is there to talk to. Today, I’m sick, and I don’t know what pill to take. Today, I wasn't invited to anything and I don't know what to eat and no one to laugh with. Today, I almost got kidnapped but my phone just kept ringing and no one picked up And when people say, “Your dad’s such a good man,” I nod. So when I think to myself.. “Who did my dad talk to today?” I already know. And I stopped waiting for the day the answer would be me.
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Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 9:17 PM UTC
Who Did My Dad Talk To Today?
Today, my dad talked to a 25 year old about war, politics, and religion. He said people my age should read more, and not blindly watch the news, things aren't as they seem. He went on and I unconsciously nodded along Today, he dropped by a neighbour’s house. They had all sorts of dishes prepared just the way he likes it. He tells jokes and laughs, the kind that turns him red, tears coming out, and you can’t help but laugh along with him— even when it’s not funny. He would tell them stories about the old days, interesting ones, that keep your ears open Today, someone called him in a panic telling him that their child is sick they've gone to all these hospitals and clinics but they're still unsure of what to do his calm voice reassures them and after a couple questions his brain rummages through the Library of Alexandria and knows exactly what the issue is and what to do a few days later, the call comes in again and the child is completely fine He's so smart...about everything Oh! even that other day someone called him they were in a real pickle I'm talking like someone was trying to kidnap them and beat them up but my dad is a hero without a second thought he rushed to help He's so loved, admired and respected, there's not a single person out there in the world who couldn't depend on him. And today he-! No... Today I’m twenty-five years old, and full of opinions to share but no one is there to talk to. Today, I’m sick, and I don’t know what pill to take. Today, I wasn't invited to anything and I don't know what to eat and no one to laugh with. Today, I almost got kidnapped but my phone just kept ringing and no one picked up And when people say, “Your dad’s such a good man,” I nod. So when I think to myself.. “Who did my dad talk to today?” I already know. And I stopped waiting for the day the answer would be me.
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I love you so much I miss you all the time I want to be with you every second But it ***** Because we are nothing now I don't want to be just friends with you I want you to be mine So if i can't have you I dont want you at all Being friends will just hurt me Too much It's better off being nothing at all
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May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 5:19 AM UTC
Don't want you no more
Cracked splinters Fracture a perfect thought Of you And I see you in the reflections Of a frosted memory I don’t Want to freeze in the heat Of the last words spoken You are Gone into history And the void filters through Me
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Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 7:36 AM UTC
Frosted Memory
today i've realized that it's been a long while since i've ever asked you, "how are you?" and "how was your day?" "have you eaten?" and i feel so guilty that i took advantage of your pure heart and amazing care that i was too focused on myself to notice how you were doing. i feel so sorry and so angry and upset at myself for not loving you like you deserve and i hope that one day you'll forgive me and i'll be able to listen to your endless stories, beautiful passions, and crazy thoughts that i once immersed in but forgot to because i've been drowning in my problems and not taking the time to listen to you. i'm going to try to be less selfish and take the time to get better at learning understanding loving you. because you've given me your faith time love and world. and i feel so sorry that i haven't been giving you all of mine.
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
it's my fault.
Sing to me now, sing to me Convince me not to hate you please Talk to me now, talk to me, Convince me not to resent you See me now, see me Convince me that you haven't been looking through me these 18 years Hold me now, hold me Convince me that you feel some affection for me Comfort me now, comfort me Give me a taste of something you've never given Love me now, love me But even then will I ever believe it?
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:18 AM UTC
Sad