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#whathaveidone
I’m different this I know I live my life differently I write poetry, I love whimsical slogans but I’m rooted in responsibility Grounded in place by obligation unusually passionate a champion of the underdog with a strong desire to love and be loved seeing others in need breaks my heart but l’m also self destructive I can be bitterly jealous I take unnecessary risks I love blindly I constantly throw caution to the wind and as the Irish would say I find myself in a fine kettle of ***** usually of my own making so to combat my faults, flaws and dragons I have a simple rules keep my mouth shut! never voice my discontent and keep my demons and dragons caged I’m a wild creature that out of necessity has been domesticated so that she may walk freely in the world but for a kiss i have broken these rules and i have given my discontent a voice Set free the dragon who in turn released the demons who now crave what they have long been denied ................ love but for that kiss I would die a thousand deaths.
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 6:30 PM UTC
I’m Different
I just wanna say to my gf that I ******* ROCK my blue eyebrows
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Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 12:49 PM UTC
Note 165:
Let me get this STRAIGHT. Hold on, I'm gonna run this BI you. I wanna see how this PANs out, ok? LES just see how this goes. I need you to TRANSfer those papers. Come on, I bet you ACEd the test!
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Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 10:45 AM UTC
Sexuality
"Rereading her texts doesn't bring her back from the dead." And I'm dead anyways. So read my texts all you want. Somebody pick a fight with me. Set this all ablaze and watch the photos burn. No. I can't do that. I will not give the world the satisfaction of being right about me. That I'm this monster... Rereading her texts doesn't bring her back from the dead. But she's not dead. So let me rephrase: Rereading her texts... doesn't bring her back.
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 3:51 AM UTC
Stop Me.
*Beaches are lots of fun, Until you realize you cannot Go because your body, Mind, and soul have been Cut a million times. Salt water burns people like me.*
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Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 8:31 PM UTC
Beaches
I ****** my best friend. We were drunk, but I can tell she wants me sometimes-- even when we're sober. I forgot about it until lunch the next day. Hit me like a ton of "ohfuckwhatihaveidone" bricks falling from the delapitated crumbling building that is my life. I ****** my other best friend too. He's in love with me, so maybe it meant something more. I'm not even that pretty-- maybe they just like the concept of the "hot mess"... Or maybe I'm the one attracted to them, maybe I feel I have nothing to offer except ***
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC
What Best Friends are For