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They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions,
so maybe this is just my retribution,
but I wasn't the one who gave up and broke our promises,
and now I know that there is no solution.

I loved, and I lost, so now I pay the cost,
and this is it.
This isn't even what I wanted to say
Everyone seems to notice something has changed
My icy temperament has been exchanged.
They all know they all know something is new
But none of them know it has to do with you.
Because for now I am smiling and I am nice
Because I don't have to think twice
About if you you love me
Or if we will ever be.
I don't know, I just felt like writing an unusually upbeat poem, using a lot hyperbole on how I currently feel.
Sometimes you know something is going to hurt, but you do it anyway. Because some things are worth being hurt for.
Now you got every song, reminding me of you,
But I'm always gonna know that none of that was true.
Remembering your face on a day that was a lie,
But it means a little less with every year gone by.
'Cause everything has changed with everything I know,
Doesn't matter any more that 'cause that was just a show.
Can't believe I thought it would all come back to you,
Can't believe you did, what I thought you couldn't do.
Far too long since I'd held,
those perfect, perfect hips.
Far too long since I'd kissed,
your beautiful sweet lips.
And here I am as you sleep,
wishing you a good night,
and promising you,
that it'll all be alright.
I love you, more and more
with each passing moon.
I've waited to so long,
but now I'll see you so soon
Death is never the worst fate
Alas I realize this too late
You left again, you do that a lot,
but I love you, in case you forgot.
I had the words, but I forgot.
Lately that's happened a lot.
I don't see the point in writing,
You got bored, I should be done fighting.
But I'm not and I know it too,
the only one who doesn't, seems to be you.
I'm sorry little dragon, but you know I can't stay,
I never was any good, to you, anyway.
I love someone else, and it just isn't fair,
you need someone, who about you can care,
but I need a girl who just wants some fun.
I don't mean to hurt you, you're just not the one
I'll remember your lips, and your ******* form too,
but when you were like that, I wasn't thinking of you.
I am really sorry. I can still be your friend,
and maybe, just maybe, this won't be the end.
Maybe one day, when her image is gone,
we'll be together, once I have moved on,
till then though, don't hate me, for sleeping around,
commitment brings back memories, of what she threw on the ground.
Today was amazing, but I can't handle using someone I care about this much. If I softly whisper this to her, it'll lessen the blow right?
Sweetheart please, spare your heart the hurt,
I know your soul soars when he starts to flirt,
and you don't deserve, to be crying like this,
you deserve a forever, of perfection and bliss,
so do you what you must, to be happy my dear,
don't be trapped, by devastation or fear.
Do you what you need to in order to be happy, please. Don't worry about anyone else but you.
I guess that am fueled by spite,
More than anything else at all,
Cause it's 1am and here I write,
But it's not meant to make you fall
;)
Starting some poems, that I then quickly scrap,
because though I feel happy, I suspect it's a trap.
So I can't write, not for any muse,
'cause I can't find the words I want to use.
Sorry for staying, and for feeling this way,
sorry for going and not talking today.
I don't understand I'm just so confused,
holding my heart, all tattered and bruised,
what is it I want? What is I need?
Just give some advice that I can heed.
Because silence is brutal, but talking makes me feel,
and I keep reopening wounds that just won't heal
I don't know how I feel, so I can't write it down.
You have her, with her gorgeous smile
all I have, is denial.
You have her, with her enticing laugh
I haven't a heart, not even a half.
You have her, with her angelic voice
I haven't even got a choice.
You have her, she's perfect, it's true
and she doesn't want me, cause she's got you.
So she's left me, with a terrible curse
because she still inspires, my poetic verse.
You have her, so ****, so hot
and me? Well poetry is all I've got.
Seriously? It's not bad enough that I hate you for all you've done, now I dream of you doing it again?
Such a long year, since I last tasted your lips,
and over your skin, traced my fingertips.
Such a long year, since that day in your room,
a day you've forgotten, or so I assume.
But a day of perfection, of laughter of smiles,
and of you and your sister, putting my hair in odd styles.
The last day where I pinned, you down on your floor,
the last day spent constantly, closing your door,
the last day I had you all to myself,
before my emotions, I was forced to shelf.
It's a day you've forgotten, just as you should,
but a day I'll remember, as I knew that I would.
I miss your lips, but you're happier now
Sunbeams through her hair
as she reads through her book
oh with her beauty so fair
all of my love, she then took
I feel in love with her in the dark, the grey, the rain,
but now I've a reason to enjoy sunlight again,
the sun never shined, on our happiest days,
alway her beauty, radiated through haze.

But the days spent with you, here in the sun,
are convincing me perhaps, you are the one,
I can't remember, ever smiling so hard,
as when your beauty in the sunlight, caught me of guard.
Thanks for the image, of her all in white,
it's not like I planned, on sleeping tonight,
and thanks for reminding, me that's she gone,
just when I got thinking, that I'm moving on,
and thanks for remembering, the earrings she wore,
and the infinite chances I don't have anymore,
and thanks for all of, the thoughts I don't need,
cause why write her poems, that she'll no longer read?
You were hardly even worth the time,
Such wasted days when you mine,
You said I wasn't enough,
I didn't care to call your bluff,
You said he was your happy ending,
So sad to hear that that's all ending,
If into my arms, you expect to come running,
Well then my dear, you've another thing coming.
That memory's so good that there's no way
I'll ever, ever let myself forget that day
It was the happiest day of my life
And will be till you say you'll be my wife.

If ever anyone was in love
Then me that day would rise above.
Because that was the happiest I've ever been,
and you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen

That day you were an image of perfection
and I am so glad we've made such a connection.
Written on the 3rd of August, regarding the 8th of June
Or just give up on me, that's cool too
I don't need to be happy to make it through
I made the supid mistake of actually caring
and so now it's the punishment that I am bearing
But this time I won't actually cry
I'll fight back the tears, till they make me die
There he is again, that voice I know well
That voice who has always, put me through hell
'She doesn't love you she never did,
she'll never love you so just give up kid'
Oh that voice, the same one who warned me you were going to break up with me, days before you actually did...I won't let him be right this time
I fear that was, our last goodbye,
and I'll forever, be wondering why,
you took our love and threw it away,
while in my heart, that love shall stay.
I'd trade the world, for one last kiss,
or to just for a moment, be something you miss.
I'll see you soon, but you won't see me,
because you don't dwell, on what used to be.
When we see each other again next week, your eyes will just glance right past me, and I'll do my best to pretend mine do the same, but I know full well I'll steal a moment to stare at your perfection
I'm plagued by the memories of a smile
Times that be gone, I'm in denial
You're voice, smile, presence and touch, how can all that be lost?
But we had such good times, and I guess pain's the cost
But I'd gladly pay it, a million times more
To be again with the girl, I'll always adore
The curtain falls, and ushers in,
a blackness, mirrored deep within,
the stands are empty, the stage is dark,
my footsteps echo, as I embark.

And so I leave the stage behind,
the glorious world, where I once shined,
sans hope, sans light, sans life, sans air
I know where I'm going, and I'm not yet there.
I'm not afraid of the dark
I'm afraid when it comes I won't have left my mark
Because there aren't any words any more, not for you and not from me
Because I don't feel a thing any more, and it's no-one's fault you see
But actually I tell a lie, because these words will never end
But what's changing now, is the person to whom I'll send,
each long winded poem and handwritten note
each perfect kiss and each misused quote.
Just a glimpse, from afar
of a perfect shinning star
and now my heart, it starts to sing
these poems in my ears they ring.
Of love, of life, of hate, of war
passion, triumph and so much more,
and to think I thought these words were gone,
thankfully I'll keep going on
till I draw my final breath
writing poems unto my death.
The limelight dims, the curtains fall,
Unset the stage, we've seen it all.
The story's told, it's a such a shame,
The backdrop's new, the end's the same.
Why do we bother, to take our seat?
The play is sad, and all too fleet.
Through empty rows, his voice now leaps,
And into him, emptiness seeps.
You know my dear I could have, loved you for all time,
but I know that you don't want that, so this is the last rhyme,
there's still so many things, I never got the chance to say,
but oh well it doesn't matter, you'd not believe them anyway.
Your smile shone brighter than the stars did tonight,
and though these feelings are wrong, **** they feel right,
I'm so glad you decided, to come along,
you laugh was more beautiful, than every song,
my jacket now smells, of your perfume,
and the events of tonight, made my love bloom,
so thank you my dear, tonight was so great,
too bad this all happened, just a little too late.
The fire ignites, in my soul,
only you, make me feel this whole,
and I know it doesn't mean a thing
but the thought of it makes my heart sing.
Whether this is wrong or right,
either way, you've made my night
I still dream about your laughter
Yeah I dreamt of you last night
In my dream I knew you loved me
As you stood there all in white.
The glass was always half empty, till she came along and filled it up.
Now the glass is half full, but she's not here to share it with me
Sometimes I think everyone would be happier...
...if I were dead.
But now the one person who I thought would actually care....
....I think she would be the happiest of all
The heart is strong when the love is true
When you mean the words 'I love you"
The heart starts to falter when you're not sure
If you mean that, anymore
And when those words are no more than lies
That's when a heart, shrivels up and dies
How can I miss, a girl I don't know?
How can you reap, seeds you don't sow?
I don't know her any more, I can't feel like this
Come on, my boy, you crave that kiss
I gave it a shot, it failed, it died
How can you know if you haven't tried?

Play the game, come on, get on the ball
I tried, I played, and I lost it all
Another chance, come on, you still think she's hot
Alright, one last go, I'll it a shot

The id wins, every time
Shut up Id, this is my rhyme
I've given this, some countless tries,
but all your words, they were just lies,
you never cared, I know that now,
and now I'm meant to move on somehow.
I can't move on, and you never had any feelings to move on from.
The kind of eyes that abate my fears,
The sweetest voice, I've heard in years,
The kind of good I used to doubt,
The good that I can't live without,
The kind of nice I thought was gone,
In a world that seems to have moved on,
The kind of happy that can't be true,
But somehow is, when I'm with you.
My words fall upon deaf ears
I might be blinded by my love for you
but you are deafened by your love him
I write you poem after poem after poem
and you are his after just a few words

I could tell you in ten words,
what he couldn't in a thousand
and I could write a thousand words for you
in the time he could barely say ten

but you are his, and he is yours
and I just sit here, an observer
You are my muse and perhaps it is for the best...

that I sit here, the lonely wordsmith
until the day I give up and become just another lost soul
wishing things were different

and so here I am, the lonely wordsmith
writing yet another poem you will never care to read
Words falling onto a page
Knowledge beyond the poet's age
For what does a teenager know of life?
They've barely begun to experience strife.
But wisdom is tempered, not by ones years
But by the forming of smiles, and the falling tears.
Just a break from my usual work
So now I sing a sad lullaby, wondering if anyone will cry?
I really, highly doubt they will, I doubt they'll even try
If only you knew how I was in so much pain
But you don’t, So now, red tears will fall again
I will grab my knife and set it against my skin
All the pain will go far away as soon as I begin
Dark red liquid drops from me to the floor
My arm goes numb, I fall against the door
But I continue slashing away
I am not in pain, not today
I feel so alive now, it's the greatest of highs
As a red light flashes before my eyes,
I feel more alive than I ever have before
I stagger to the bathroom, going past my door
Leaving a trail of red I get into the bath
My blood was dripping, it formed a path
For inside I was already dead
Inside my body, and in my head
Dead inside from the scars you left behind
I just draw them to skin, take them out of mind
But it's about now, that I don’t care
Blood flows from my body, I'm beyond repair
I close my eyes, I feel so cold
It is time, I will not grow old
I can feel my heart rate slowing
My breath leaving, my life-force going

Then. I. am. Gone. Goodbye
As the pale sun sets, against an amber sky,
I sit here just watching, and wondering why,
whenever I sit here, I always find,
that no matter the evening, there's one ******* my mind,
and forever echoing throughout my head,
is her ever sweet voice, and the words that she's said.
But it matters not, that much I know,
though I wish things were different, it simply ain't so.
There is a girl, on whom I've grown sweet,
the most gorgeous girl, I ever did meet ,
with beauty beyond, such false compare,
at which I must try not to stare.

Her lips press so soft against mine,
and for a moment everything feels fine,
along my chest, her fingertips trace,
quickly causing my heart to race,

and all I know, is simply this,
there's nothing I want, more than her kiss.
There is no point, all is dust,
my life will end, as all things must.
No feeling is worth the pain of life,
a pointless waste, filled with strife.
So with this blade I'll end it all
and into peace, I'll finally fall.
There's something I've come to comprehend;
That everything eventually has to have an end
No matter how beautiful, or perfect or great
One day it'll all be too little too late
I knew I lost you in advance
I can't say I didn't have a warning
We were sitting on the couch
Like it were just any other morning
And I was struggling with a task
Can't even remember what
I asked if you would help and your reply
Twisted my hear into a knot
Why would you do that indeed
Yet somehow you always did
Until loving me was difficult
and you were not prepared to make that bid.
There it is again, that brutal heartbreak,
a blinding pain, that I can't take.
This isn't what I wanted to do,
I thought I was planning, on fighting for you,
but no, this time, I put your happiness first,
though all the pain, makes it feel like I'm cursed.
This time I won't, get in the way,
of your happiness my love, no, not on this day.
My palms, they sting, but I know this is right,
I won't tell you, what I want to tonight,
instead I'll suggest, you be happy with him,
and let my blood glisten, in this light oh so dim.
And yeah the *** might burn on it's way down
but it burns the voice I'm trying to drown.
It's Christmas Eve, pour me another drink,
quickly before my mind starts to think.
Maybe after one more round I won't feel the same,
maybe after the third I'll forget your name.
Looks like I'm spending Christmas with three empty bottles of *** and a hang over
I'd take the release of death,
over this silence tonight.
I said was hopeless,
and it seems I was right
The howl wind, and the lash of rain
An eternal storm, of boundless pain
The long gray tendrils of cloud and fog
Darker than, the city's fog
The roar of thunder, and flash of light
Illuminates, this endless night
But despite this ever, ongoing storm
Inside one remains, both safe and warm
The sun shone through your hair
as you got lost in your book
oh with your beauty so fair
all of my love, you then took
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