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#undo
Deeds can't be undone, doing them over you'll bear -- the burden double.
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Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 1:57 AM UTC
[ Deeds can't be undone ]
how do i undo the feelings i have for you when clearly you got no clue that these are all true how do i undo to cut myself from blue though this ain't new i wanna get over you
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 12:55 PM UTC
undo
There is fire in my stomach And smoke in my throat And soot in my brain. So hazy is my life, Overwhelmed by guilt and shame. So heavy is this burden, I want someone to blame. So disgusted I am with myself, I want you to be the same. Oh God, I will not complain about my life And my woes; Instead I tear myself up from the root and Pull my brain out through My nose. I want to die but, I don’t want to burn, Even though I am burning On my own. Leave me alone, lock me up And throw away the **** key. Take my consciousness far away from me. Let me die without being dead so I don’t have to feel the Scorching heat of my actions. I know I don’t deserve heaven so As mercy undo my existence and Put me back to sleep.
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Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 8:16 AM UTC
Put Me Back to Sleep
the image of Cheeto Face can’t be unseen glaring at us through the tube spewing forth random worthlessness infringing on all who watched how do you undo such nonsense Brian Hill - 2020 # 269
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Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC
Cheeto - Rant
A fable lesson learned After every immoral step I took Something valuable I earned As all the pages I have burned Nothing I could undo...
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Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
Still Worth It
It feels like something unwanted stuck in my throat, Preventing my voice to be loud and clear, Making my breathing difficult, My brain keeps on telling me to cut it open, That unwanted thing is better gone. Once I cut it open, Will I be freed too?
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Dec 2, 2019
Dec 2, 2019 at 11:59 AM UTC
Unwanted
i have felt the rush of blood pounding in my veins; surrendered to over-reaction, cursing the same NCL September 2019
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
control + Z
I couldn't help it But to smile Every time i look at you Or think of you It ***** Because it's pretty obvious That i like you You could see it in my eyes And especially my smile But you don't care You don't care about my feelings So I'll promise you Sooner or later I won't be smiling When i see your face I will look at you with a straight face And show you That you're no longer The reason why i smile
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Aug 24, 2019
Aug 24, 2019 at 1:42 AM UTC
Unsmile my smile
Error Abort mission Message can't be sent How do I undo These lies When my own system crashed
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Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 6:05 AM UTC
When the system crashed
how are you meant to know what to do with this one life which you cannot undo there is so much to this thing called reality getting everything right seems far from practicality i'm doing my best like so many of us are i just need direction before i travel too far
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Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 7:04 AM UTC
How are you meant to know what to do?
It's killing me To try not to think of you It's killing me To undo things i used to do with you It's killing me To try not to miss you
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
It's killing me
I turn the lights off, you turn them back on. I close the refrigerator door, you open it back up. I return items to their original places, you move them. I leave the toilet seat up, you fold it back down. I vacuum the carpets, you immediately imprint your feet where I stopped. I lock the door, you unlock it. I turn the TV off, you turn it back on. I recycle the newspaper, you bring it back out. I make dinner, you order takeout. I unplug, you plug back in. I sketch, you erase. I say one thing, you argue against it. Today, nothing happened.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
Work Undone
Tattoo your arm Red of the stars Honey is black Put in a bag Dawn of the stars Never arrives Harm to undo to Never decide Open my arm Blue of my scars God is white In his copyright and Sunshine abuse of tracks to choose To pierce my arm But honey knows My love is a wound a scar a shame I must've chose And though you stay by my side You never arrive Your heart glides above an awry night But soon it will be time to decide and the bridges may fall bridges may burn but just to overdose on you I'd let Lucifer take all
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 2:18 AM UTC
Overdose Blues
You pull the love out of me, Like scientists harvest the silk of a spider, Pinned down, days of freedom behind, nailed to the bed arms outstretched, How does it feel? Nailed down there with precision? Unmoving all strength gone, Arachne's curse unbound onto me, In me, Out of me, and in the walls, You pull and you pull, Weaving your own gossamer dream, Of silken castles and fort walls, Do you even want to feel? No sirens for you to save. Dancing with death at my traitorous embrace, Dreams are so flammable, and so is your heart, The sparks of feeling, Undo so much. Last night somebody loved me -- and undid every word.
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
Tarantula Dream
*I will not let you be my part 1, 2,3 and several others I will keep overcoming One after the other. Each one I choose a fear, and me in my cocoon ready to break free all the barriers! To let myself live and to undo all my fears!!*
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Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
Stupid Fear
another drag through jagged teeth, manhandling my body with precision. lips glittering with the wet from your tongue, piercings blundering my soul. continue to make your move against me, i am numb to all feelings you may hold. wrap me up and throw me to the dogs, before you take all humanity.
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May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC
you've got a hold on me
You love a person so much Their pain becomes yours. You are them. They are you. But sometimes that's not enough. Not enough for them. But you tried. For him. For you. That wasn't enough. You loved hard. Too hard. And now you can't undo this love. You can't forget. You can't figure out if it's you or them anymore because you two were so alike. So in tune. And now you're over. You're trapped with lingering memories of what used to be, and you can't escape. You can't run from yourself, or from him. Not anymore.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
So Much
regret and guilt eat me alive at times wishing so much i could undo all of my crimes-- so many things from my past it seems all the huge mistakes i've made seem to haunt my vivid dreams and oh the pain, the fear that constantly encompass me whenever I think that one day all in this world will be able to see... but there is no undoing that can possibly be done to mine own undoing you see, i'm the one* who committed the acts of sin and no one can help me now no one can let me go back and begin to try to undo what's done somehow... so off i go trodding through until the end of time when my days will come to an end *and all will know my sins, my crime...
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Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
regret and guilt
There’s this pressure on my ribs reminding me of every choice I’ve made and doubted. You can’t undo things you’ve done in this life, and you can’t move on if your mind won’t let you. -JRM
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Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
Pressure
I want to take off my body, Like a used lingerie. I don't want it anymore, I feel too empty nor valuable. I want to change who am I, To begin anew. For every damage that can't be undo, For all those nights that I cried. Too afraid to close my eyes, Having angst that the memory of you will chase me. I feel remorse for myself, For letting you dig inside me, For being too shabby for my self, And for letting you ruin my life. My life. My life not yours. From the time you had me, You never once think of my life. It was all about you, it was all about your desires. It was all about your happiness, your thirst for mine. Of what you did to me, It will always haunt me. The remains of you inside me, Were a nightmare, A nightmare that chases me, A stranger who have no clue of who I am, But still continue to plunge his desires on me. I am writing this not just to seek for your sympathy, I want you to understand. How to be empty, to be lost, to be disgusted and to be the topic of town, and to be me. - shn 6:7-16
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 3:04 AM UTC
Lost with my own thoughts
I have this room inside my mind, A room my mind can't bear to face. Behind my face it hides behind, So I can bear another day. Each day the door tries to undo, And I must shut the door anew. Today has come. I tell it, "Stay." And I try to run away. But the room, It's my doom. It's my tomb. And in that room my mind will lay. From the room come the yells, All the secrets I won't tell. All the thoughts I fought, that brought me down. They tried to **** I locked them in a cell. But their yells, they are so loud. I tried to fly away on a cloud. But their yells melted the air, And I fell away from there. Now I'm far away from home, And I think that I'm alone. But the yells, I am their home. And I say, "You killed me dead, Inside my head. So stop the yelling, Chew on my bones."
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 11:42 AM UTC
I Fought my Thoughts
I kneel on the ground desperately searching in the ashes and embers of who I used to be. The flecks of falling memories whisper and whirl lightly around me. If I can find a fragment within these piles of haunted bones. Perhaps, then I can change what has been done and undo my damaging blunders. Time is frozen here in my own perpetual limbo. I don't wish to go forward but back to a time when I was blissfully naive and innocent, not bitter and tragic. Yet, day after day, I'm doomed to repeat this infinite process and never become the husk of my past self. Words have gone and I'm left in the maddening solitude.
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
Ashes
Tell me where should I start? Tell me how should I do my part? Cuz' I wanna free my heart, And undo this and restart. All those things, all the misunderstandings, all the happy beginnings, and even all the saddest endings. I just want to be with you, Just tell what should I do. I want more of you, And that's how I love you. - 12102k15
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
Speak up . . .