#ohno
What if
We meet
Go places
Hold hands
What if
We kiss
“I do”
Settle down
What if
We dance
Children run
Home forever
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 9:32 PM UTC
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Aug 12, 2024 at 2:46 AM UTC
hovis in the air
liminal criminal
on the loose
and it's no use
to peruse
this boundary
floundering
and meandering
slant rhyming
is not cool
it's actually
pretty liminal
effort? minimal
and is that so criminal?
Aug 14, 2023
Aug 14, 2023 at 6:59 AM UTC
I forever stand with you
even if it's till our dreams end
if I told you to stay in
would you break my little rotten apple?
Just cause' you ended up in a grave?
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 8:02 AM UTC
Oh my friend,
This can't end well
Your smile sets my heart aflame
Your eyes rock my world
Your humor pokes at my lips
The way your laugh bounces
Makes my knees weak
This can't end well
My love,
This can't end well
For a thought of you is always in my head
My heart skips a beat when you look at me
This really can't end well
AJBusse
Jan 15, 2021
Jan 15, 2021 at 5:31 PM UTC
I can't breath I can't sleep all the way thru the night . I'm sad I miss you I hate what I did I wish I could go back but I must face forward and go away !.....
Pain is numb now you act like you don't care I don't know how to read you it's hard to read you. What's on your mind baby? Can I call you baby?
No response is a response I keep telling myself. Maybe he is done and I should be too hope needs to die out my life again. I love you or maybe I'm confused? Gosh I think am I ever gone get over this obstacle one day?
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 12:29 AM UTC
How Do You Really Know If You're Falling in Love:
You want to share your world with them.
They're always in your thoughts.
They become a priority.
You crave them.
You're ignoring other attractive people.
You're kind of freaking out.
Their traits become your traits.
You want to say those big three words.
Oh no.....I'm all of these.
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 7:08 PM UTC
Never knew how important you'd be
Until I couldn't move you out of my mind.
Sickened by these feelings, see
you have to be one of a kind.
I rarely ever feel this way,
please make it stop and set me free.
I don't know what I want to say,
you're there, I'm here, split apart by the sea.
I can't even eat, barely think, what a world,
Is this love, is this like, I don't know, but I'm scared.
What if you don't feel the same, now I'm curled,
Will you find someone better, when would you lack the care?
I've never had such high hopes in a scenario least likely to happen,
So, my gut has been highjacked by anxiety, can you see why i'm acting weird?
Please, please...
I don't want to fall in love again.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 1:20 PM UTC
Cemetaries aren't empty of people
We'll go there someday.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC
I bite my tongue when I'm afraid.
It's not easy for those who stay.
It's colder this coming Winter.
I can already feel shivers.
I see my soul staring at me.
I wonder what it just might see.
And all of this causes me grief.
A little one,
So Cold,
Crying...
This time of year, a bane of sweets...
Caught by surprise, nowhere to flee.
I've lost it now,
A lock, No key.
A darkened path,
No light to see...
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 9:13 AM UTC
Dear bully,
Why bully me?
Is it because I'm not the brightest?
Is it because I'm not the most bubbly?
Is it because I'm not unbelievably loving?
Or maybe...
Is it because I exist and that alone?
My dear sweet bully,
Do you like it when you hurt me?
Does it quench your thirst when I struggle to hold back my tears?
Are you satisfied when you become one of my many fears?
Do you keep an eye open for the knife that may end your night?
Or maybe...
You just like it when I'm vulnerable and broken because you feel better about your cracks.
Finally, my undying bully,
What would it take for you to stop bullying me?
Do you want my bloodlust craving blade to open your throat?
Or maybe just a kiss to end your petty attention to me...ew
Maybe you don't want anything but to be better, because you envy me...
Or maybe...
I disturb you because I remind you of who you can never be...
So let me ask you one final time...
Daddy, why must you bully me?
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
I love cold air,
because it feels like its cleaning my skin.
I love the smell of coffee,
because it comforts my nose and mind at the same time.
I love the months from September through December,
because family comes together to love and to be loved.
I love flying at night,
because air port bars are so lonely and poetic.
I love eating after a long day,
because everything tastes better after you waited for it.
I love the season of fall,
because it is so colorful and crisp.
I love this person,
because if I killed someone he would be there to help me bury them.
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 6:18 PM UTC
Whatever happened to chasing after your dreams?
All we are now are the butterflies, released
Because "if you love them, let them go"
Well, ***** ancient proverbs
I don't expect anything to come back
If it's been abandoned, you see
Looks like its going downhill from here
Yet I still gaze up to the heavens
Instead of the hell before me
I guess that's the torture of
Not knowing where you're going
When you're an optimist like me
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:41 PM UTC
there's a thief on the loose
stealing young girl's hearts
here and there
and sometimes out of no where
he'll shatter their hearts as if they
were nothing.
as if they were nothing
as if they were nothing
as if they were nothing
there's a thief on the loose
stealing young girl's hearts
brace yourselves
oh, brace yourselves.
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
Life is a big ball of yarn.
Each passing second being
braided into the past,
the present being set in
stone and the future
keeps changing.
I feel my body turning into
dust. Instead of just
floating in the life I've
been given, the yarn
pulls strands of my hair,
pulls dead skin off my
pillow. It pulls my tears
and drops of blood away.
It moves bits and pieces
of me into history.
I feel myself decaying.
They no longer know
who I am. I feel
like saying, "People change
when they know they're
dying."
The world becomes black
and white and clouds
are shadows. Lights become
the sun and the sun
is just another
rotting planet.
The world is decaying.
Trees all dead, leaning with
leaves made of dead skin.
All the yellow dandelions
higher than the stoner downstairs.
The white weeds don't have
seeds. Just acid leaking
out of them and the
smoke we breath out reeks
of lost hope and dead
promises.
Do not ask me why
I reply so slowly.
It's because honestly
nobody speaks loudly
enough for me to hear
over the screaming
of people drowning in my
stomach acid.
I can see his shadow
even in the dark.
The demon not with
horns or fangs.
No tail, his reflection
shows and pictures can
be taken.
Just another twisted
thought inside my mind.
I feel his arsenic breath
get closer with each passing
day.
He will not leave me
alone until he can tie my
phalanges together. Have
a crown of my broken
bones to show that he is
the king of my skeleton.
I feel him inside my
skin crawling, faster than
my slowing heart beat. He
survives in my battery
acid blood. He thrives
off my scorched insides.
You see hell is his home.
He's at peace with death.
His mind is twisted more
than my body when
he ****** me.
He demanded a queen but
when he got a servant
he took advantage of my
calloused hands and bruised
mind.
You see this man
was no king.
Just a black market
dealer
who didn't know how
to keep his hands off
of the merchandise.
He never had any customers
but broken girls.
So when I was whole
he was intrigued.
I was a box
he took everything out.
Broke me down,
laughed as the trashman
took me to next town.
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
I've said before
that you don't know
me.
But I'm pretty
sure that I don't
know myself either.
I've changed so much in
the past week that
my skin has become
tarnished.
He destroyed my insides
and put holes on my
outsides. I've extended
the damage he did by
dwelling on it.
His face engraved in
my brain
and his name tattooed
under my tongue
like a ***** secret
you have to bite on.
I remember his voice,
and the record gets stuck.
The world around me
disappears and I can
see him holding me down
trying so hard to get into
my pants.
He told me I shouldn't
be scared.
My hands were above
my head and I couldn't
wipe away the tears.
He let me go and I ran
trying to go home.
He held me, told me
it was okay and
to stay.
He grew like mold inside
me.
I want to say it's my
fault I let the infection
grow this big.
I saw all the signs but
I never tried to get
rid of it.
I was mercury and he
was room temperature.
I melted in his seemingly
normal presence.
When people spoke
I never listened.
I thought I deserved
to rot in my own ****
I got worse with my
victim mind set.
I let him soak into
my skin not caring if
it made my insides rot.
He still lives under my
skin. Like tapeworms he
makes my stomach crawl.
I saw him as a knight
but little did I know he
got his armour from party city.
He dressed up for me
at first.
Then he started wearing a different
mask.
He got controlling.
I broke his curtain
tumbling through a window
and he hit me.
Flashbacks like car lights
in front of my eyes.
I stand in it reveling
at the thought that I
can handle a car hitting me.
My mind is so intertwined
with his body
I feel his hands
gripping my wrists.
Like wives were buried.
with their husbands
and never mentioned.
I am still under his
thumb and my ashes
will be spread over
his grave to symbolize
how he engulfed me.
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC
im a mess,
lying on my bathroom floor,
its cold
and its wet
but that fact i feel that at all
makes me stay where i am
the cold reminds me
of an hour before
but even then
i still couldn't get that off my mind
even if i were in my bed wrapped warm and whole
i would never forget
her hands in yours
pulling you down a winding path
in the other direction of the what i
thought was our home
your eyes shone with glee
raking her up and down
in that short red dress
despite the cold whipping wind
snapping at my cheeks
that were freshly streaked
with all the promises you made
all the soft touches you gave
all the long nights we shared
in what i thought was our bed
in what i thought was our home
in what i thought was true love
in our love
but i was wrong
and now
like the time before i met you
im a mess once more
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 10:31 PM UTC
I don't know how to love you
Yet love beats within my heart.
I cannot stay with you
Yet I cannot leave
Why do you not ask me to
Speaks volumes that you do not want to hear.
As E.E. Cummings said
'Yours are the poems I do not write'
Only because I have already spoken every word which begged to be said.
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
It feels as though
for the first time in two weeks
I'm actually happy.
The way you laugh at my stupid jokes
and try to make me laugh at your's,
it works every single time.
The way your eyes fill with worry
when you can tell I've been crying
and you sweetly ask Are you okay?
The way you try to find ways to make me happy
even if it's something
that you normally wouldn't do.
The way you always wait for me
before we temporarily part ways,
just so you can hug me tight.
And I know that you're with her,
but I also know she doesn't always make you happy
the way that you always deserve to be.
She doesn't deserve a man like you,
and although I don't think I do either,
all I really want is this:
To make you happy
and to make you smile
and to make you laugh
and to make your day that much better,
just like you already do for me.
(w.n.)
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 9:08 PM UTC