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#scaredoflove
I have run from you one time too many Finding myself out in the open, There aren't too many places to hide. I've slid between the spaces of your fork now you have me pinned, I have run from you one time too many I hope that you have mercy on me. Along the lines of patience I realize that mercy may be asking too much But until now I've realized how big your teeth really are. With no place to run & your fork fast-ly approaching there is no where else on this plate to run. I have run from you one time too many and after tasting your lips I question myself Why did I run in the first place
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Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 11:18 PM UTC
What's For Dinner
Can we transverse this tragedy That happened once to you , to me Of broken hearts and shattered dreams Can we stifle our deafening screams For nothing is ever what it seems Do we have it within, do we have the means To sidestep the pain That still rattles in our brains In our hearts Even though they're torn apart Do we dare to even start?
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
Dare to Start
What if it’s all lies? How am I supposed to know that you’re not lying to me? I don’t! If you’re waiting for something, waiting to cause harm, manipulate, abuse, Do it already… If you ever cared about me at all in any way, Please just do whatever you might be planning. Please stop leading me on with everything, The hugs, kisses, smiles, words, your love I can’t take it. Be mean to me Hurt me Manipulate me Abuse me Stop being so nice.. So kind I don’t know what to do with it- Stop loving me Please do something I know how to deal with, Be mean, hurt me, manipulate me, abuse me, Please, anything. I don’t know what to do with your kindness and love I don’t know how to accept it. It’s so foreign and… wrong. My heart sobs because this is what it longs for, Yet I can’t trust it? Can’t keep it? I don’t deserve this, I’ve never had it before. Please, I’m begging you, If you’re going to be mean, hurt, manipulate, abuse me, Please do it. Do it already, I can’t stand this! Do wrong by me, At least then I’ll know what to do with it. That’d make living without you much easier… I’d know for sure if you’re good or bad. But right now? This hurts. Because I know, I love you, And I have no way to know if the love you’re showing me, Is actually real.
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Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 12:32 AM UTC
M. H. M. A.