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#desprate
It's right up in your face Like blood on your **** floor But you are dumb to chase Me who is a chore Are you that desperate I love my instrument And my little masked men More than anything else My hyper fixations Take me away from you Open up your eyes I'm bright red flag Scratch out all my lies I make your mind lag When I tell you that I love you baby It's a total gag I just might maybe Love all my special interests and talents And love Nu metal A bit way too much I have no balance Left for a true love like you
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Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 8:35 PM UTC
Chasing a chore
Dreary Dreary These Weary Bones They Holler And Shudder In Dreadful Tones I've Strained Them So Terribly I've Pained Them So Much These Bones Cry Their Fury With Each Simple Touch Burning Burning My Churning Guts I've Worked Myself Desprate I've Worked Myself Nuts I'm Nearly Depleted I'm Running On Low I'm Broke And Defeated I Really Must Go
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Half Past Insanity
take me to a world where doors are open a lovely little place where no one is bruised or broken a destination where not a single soul feels alone or unwanted wishing upon the stars was something I always did it gave a feeling of safety because these dreams where mine I wished for simple things like a hug or just to see you smile I wished for a kiss and sometimes for a little more of that but the most important thing I wished for was your company because in my own little world you were all I cared about today was the first day of spring I could see the sun staying with us longer, shining bright I asked myself the question when will I see you again maybe this monday or maybe never, it kills me to not know we got lost in time and space and there is no inbetween water fell down from the sky like the tears that fell down on the floor everything started to go down and she knew even her favorite band could not save her out of this this girl who was so close to recovery got lost again the darkness called her named, an empty hole of lonelines the scars on her wrist were her sign of being alive but in the end she didn't care about her broken things everything always was and always will be about you because this kid made her world more beautiful and worthy and so she wished upon the stars .. for one last time..
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Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
wish upon a star