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SydneyAnn Mar 2015
Sometimes your voice is music to my ears
Sometimes your telling me things that I don't want to hear
Sometimes I can't help but scream at you
theres really not many people I do that too
The disrespect hurts
but I might be taking it out of context
even on your worst days
you never wanted me hurt
which hurt the most
why even care enough to make sure I'm not hurt but not care enough to just be with me like you used too
And I would never say that to your face
I won't beg for you
I will be fine
but I also would be with you right now if the choice was mine
I don't have enough in me for the both of us though
Im thin
Im down to the bone
hardly enough love in here to keep me going
but there is
Im picking myself up
and Im leaving you behind and underneath me
I just wanted to write it down to mark the last feeling for you that I gave the time of day
SydneyAnn Mar 2015
I opened a fortune cookie today and it said,
"Someone is watching you afar."
I got high and drove home alone.
  Feb 2015 SydneyAnn
RH
His lips are clean
Of coffee breath
And cigarettes

His hands are clean
From holding hands
And one night stands.

His shoes are clean
Of ***** stains
From liquor chains.

Yet his tongue,
Indulged in lies
Promises turned into goodbyes.

His mind is a clutter
His lips have uttered
Names of girls who do not matter.
AB //STAIN// ED. Get it? No matter how clean the boy in the poem may appear to be, he still has something that stains him. I don't know. It's 12;30AM, I need sleep.
SydneyAnn Feb 2015
I used to grip your hair in my hands
you choked me sometimes
it wasn't all in lust
I scratched your back so hard
I left marks
and I'm sure there was dead skin underneath my finger nails
You didn't like to kiss when you expressed love physically
I didn't mind because kissing preoccupied me
We met on the same wave length of dysfunction
and our vibrations created a dimension in which we could disappear in
You would stare so deep into my eyes
that you would see past them
Sometimes we cried
but we never stopped
you were so gentle

But you hurt me and I don't mean when we did things sexually
I mean intellectually
out of all of our destruction in the act of reproduction
I only ever felt hurt through your words

What I would do to lose myself to you again
SydneyAnn Feb 2015
sickened by the thought of your past coming back
scared to walk away with an *** like that
SydneyAnn Feb 2015
I don't need a human being to fall in love with
I fall in love so many times a day with all sorts of things
and smells and tastes and sounds
  Feb 2015 SydneyAnn
mike
now imagine dying
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