#secretconfessions
Scared of what life has planned
Thinking back to the past
Already been dealt a hard hand
Thought it was good at last
A lump in my throat
Scared to jinx the scheduled test
Too soon that I spoke
Holding hope too close to my breast
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 8:10 PM UTC
Let's make some memories so I can spill the ink of my brimming thoughts to the world of poetry
a.k.
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Talent, good looks and all the rest
Tall, adorable, he was the best
Kind and decent, owns his own business
Man of mystery, wild and ****
The things you want
in the man you marry
They don't always necessarily
come
in
one
package
Choose wisely girls.....
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
I have too many secrets kept inside,
But I'll just tell you lies,
Or things that don't matter,
Cause I don't matter.
I don't want you to see me.
Someone once told me that
Each crease on your hand is a secret.
And my hands are both deeply lined,
With so many rivers and tributaries...
I have so many things I'm burting to say,
But like a lysosome,
I know if I tell you,
It'll corrode you and digest you,
And it's not worth the pain.
I'm not worth the pain.
So let me carry it all around,
My corpse just a messenger bag,
And I'll release them when I'm
dead.
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC
I've actually just begun to confess
To my loved ones about
The one I desire to marry
I fell in love long ago
He is my love, my life
The world sees my love for
Him
As a joke, but I don't
I think I want to marry
Him
I went to see
Him
Today I stayed in his house
I've decided to give up my life for
Him
To see if this is meant to be
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Going through each day
Looking happy and worry-free
'I am fine', I always say
But there is something they cannot see
Something hidden deep inside
So that no one could know
The scar I used to hide
My woebegone soul it would show
Still learning how to mend my heart
Looking at the shattered pieces of it
Seeing what's still left after it had been torn apart
Picking up each fragment bit by bit.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
When I opened my eyes to the world,
Everything was beautiful and new.
But now everything seems tarnished,
Nothing sparkles like it did.
Time passed and the beauty faded.
I would have done anything for him,
Does it make me a bad person?
We all knew the truth,
But no one dared to speak a word.
The little lies and bruises floated by.
Save yourself, is what they said,
Even if they didn't say it.
But I thought it was true,
That it was better how it was.
I thought he was beautiful.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 7:25 AM UTC
This is my secret confession
Where I lived a life of deception
Blinded as I was I chose not to see
That all I was courting was just pure controversy
You see I thought that I could juggle both fire and ice
When all I was balancing were just lies
They say I can't have my cake and eat it too
Greedy as I was I chose not to listen even if it was true
In the end I juggled both up high into the sky
Where they disappeared without a goodbye
Now I sit here all alone
All alone with my bag of methadone
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 6:50 AM UTC
she was a pretty little one
with her braid hair of yesteryears
in her eyes the mist of green forests
the await for a shinning armor
i got to keep her tainted clothes
in this confinement on death row
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 5:44 AM UTC
Can you guess
My hidden secret
Where in darkness
You will feel pain
But also pleasure
With a forbidden taboo
For nobody will know
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:22 AM UTC
I have a confession to make
And it won't be clear
Or even wise for that matter
But I was there
My eyes saw what they saw
I knew they would tear
And I swore it nothing new
But no one was near
I saw what I saw
but now I am here
And yet I still wonder
If I'm ever really here
I guess the skies
were never as clear
At least In this disguise
I am sincere
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 4:16 AM UTC
Raindrops splatter
Tears that don't matter
Painting the pain on my skin
Words slice
And create a vice
That breaks the girl within
Thoughts swirl
Emotions whirl
Where can I begin?
Bones break
A heart that aches
Disguises that wear thin
Feeling wrong
Can't sing my song
Will never make up for my sin..
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC
I tune the radio to a station I know won't come in.
Because it sounds just like the ocean to me.
And a fake ocean is far better than no ocean at all.
It sounds like a place so far away from here, so free.
I place blankets over my curtains, which are over my windows.
Because it makes me feel safe when I sleep.
And a bit of sleep is a lot better than none at all.
It seems this new habit I've formed, I'll keep.
I run outside every single time it rains.
Because the cold jars my lifeless body awake.
And some feeling is nicer than no feeling at all.
It hopefully cleanses me, for I know my soul's at stake.
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
Not one
but both
no preference
too scared to go too far
curled into material happiness
too far gone to come back
awake but asleep
until morning
and even then
alone again
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
I've got a secret
Kept it hidden well
It's destroying my soul
And gonna send me to hell
But I like how it feels
I love how it tastes
It's fun and invigorating
When I'm testing my fate
It boggles my mind
And clouds my eyes
Helps me become numb
And stops all the cries
I can smell the memories
Fading out of my life
With every pop, snort
And brand new knife
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
this past summer he took it from me
i didn't even realize it was something i wanted to lose
it was nothing like what i read in books
because i know those characters did not bruise
he was so sweet before i agreed to it
i genuinely thought the he cared for me
but i guess he just played me like i tried to play him
he promised it would help set me free
so i lost it, i gave into his sweet words
his purring and alluring speeches
in school they make you swear to say no
what to do when you say yes, is something no one teaches
so he took it because i let him
and i did not even begin to cry
it's not like he stole it from me
but thinking he would return it, that's a lie
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
I was all edges and jaded eyes
Long before
you met me, with sweet smiles
- all teeth
My laugh gets louder
I get taller
But I was only edges
Before you met me
I'm sorry but I think
You would've liked me
Before when I was innocent,
always straightforward
Than this twisted
Hardened joke I've become.
You need to go.
Before I become too dependent
You have to go.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
Tell me something about you
Something nobody else knows
Show some truths
Reveal to me your soul
Don't make it too obvious
Hide your secrets within ink
Not too long and not too short
But make me think
Make me guess
Help me to understand
Write out your dark confessions
And I'll be your biggest fan
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC