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Teana Miller May 2017
I feel as if I'm a run off sentence; not knowing what I'm trying to prove.
An empty lighter, only able to give a spark. A marker, unable to make a mark.
I often feel chronically depressed, one of the lonely; just like the rest.
Beauty in the soul, or beauty from my chest. Pick which one you'll love me for best.
Teana Miller Feb 2017
He gets to me
with his, 90's hip-hop heartbeat.
He treats me sweet
when we're hanging in the streets;
Even when his boys hang around.
We laugh and smile, and share stories,
not caring if we wake the neighbours,
no thoughts about who wins the glory.
We call ourselves "Tumblr goals"
That's just a new way of saying
"Let's grow old."
Your chest against my head,
my favourite spot to be.
No secrets, no lies;
just you and me.
So take my hand, I'll guide you home
Just you and me, and
me and you alone.
He's my knight in a wutang hoodie
When I'm sad he'll come love me,
he'll call work and play hooky.
Thank you for being one of a kind
Thank you for being mine
I write this poem for my boo,
to show how much I love you!
Happy Valetines day boo!
Teana Miller Dec 2016
Guilt and shame;
Look at the definition,
There's my name.
Demons inside me,
Named turmoil and hate;
Judging my actions,
Anxiety they create.
Drowning in fear,
Gasping for breaths.
Will the darkness end?
When can i rest?
Melancholy, nicknamed blue;
Is this who I am?
Or is because of you?
Worn down and helpless;
I can't find my strength.
One of the young and reckless.
Can't find my place.
Woken up to unwanted kisses.
Woken up in fine lace.
Another midnight lover,
I feel beautiful.
I feel wanted, when under the covers.
Teana Miller May 2016
A blissful kiss, from innocent lips;
Holds the impurity, while hands rest upon grown hips.
In your ebony solitude, craving your dark desires;
I approach you, eyes burning bright like a fire.
Fingertips touch, who's the first to cower away?
Eyes blazing, I stand my ground; I stay.
Your eyes shade away, pulling you into misery; committing crimes of pain compelling your sinistery.
Your touch now cold, your skin now grey, ashes to ashes memories start to fade.
Teana Miller May 2016
Welcome, to the tragedy of my mind.
This distortion you see, you feel;
It's mine.
Take a peek inside, you'll be surprised.
Bright colours, radiant,
And thoughts  scream in my dreams;
Disorganization, puts me sleep.
Unscramble my words as they stay itching at your ear.
Say it out loud!
What's there to fear?
I'm the sunset!
Exploding across your indigo skies!
But you were the night.
You extinguished my flame,
You turned out the lights.
I was a bright orange, but you remained dark.
You turned my vibrant sunset,
Into nothing but burnt embers.
Now I can't conjour a sunset,
I don't remember.
Shades of grey float in my mind;
Words, dull and tasteless,
Falling flat to your feet.
Thoughts of lonliness comfort me to sleep.
Teana Miller Apr 2016
"I realize there is really nothing to lose. We're all apart of life and that makes us something. It makes me believe I'm apart of something bigger"

"I want to believe I have a purpose but sometimes I forget that I have one"

"Alone at night when the sun is setting lay in the grass and focus on how the grass feels between your fingers and toes, and how beautiful the sky looks. Appreciate the worlds beauty, and in return it will appreciate you. Notice the universe and the universe will notice you"
Teana Miller Apr 2016
You say to me
Baby I miss you  
Well I miss me too
The way I walked with a bounce in my step
A smile plastered on my face,
I gave you my heart, but now I've been replaced.

You're just a bullet to my brain
Lodging it in, so I feel okay.
Cause since you shot me
I've seen nothing but snipers,
Where a photographer should be.
Baby take a picture, you've killed me.
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