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 Mar 2016 Bluie
Olivia-Grace
A.M.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
Olivia-Grace
It's 1 a.m. and I'm tired.
I've been up since 3 a.m. the pervious day.
I want to sleep in the warmth of my bed.
No, this couch isn't okay.

It's 2 a.m. and he called me.
Asking if I wanted to go to his house.
I agreed with slight hesitation.
Little did I know he'd tear open my blouse.

Its 3 a.m. and I just wanted a place to sleep.
I can't live like this anymore.
I'm so far gone to notice.
That the pain has reached my core.

It's 4 a.m. and the drugs kick in.
I can feel it in my bloodstream.
The realization finally hits me tonight.
That maybe this is all just a dream.

It's 5 a.m. and I don't know where I am.
My life is soon coming to an end.
"Goodbye mom, I'll miss you."
Is the last text I'll ever send.

Its getting blurry.
My heart slows down.
Finally, darkness.
Sleeping, safe and sound.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
Will Hegedus
I do not know
if things will be okay,
but I know
that things will go on,
and that's enough
to keep going.

*—w.b.h.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
jamie
i wonder if one day
we both wake up
and everything will be okay

our problems will vanish
we’re both happy

whether we’re together
or not
that won’t matter

i’m not looking to go after you
i’m letting you run free
go chase your dreams

i’ll stand back
and watch you
and smile

because i’ll know that
you’re happy
which makes me content

i don’t need to have you
as someone more than
friends to be happy

because friendship
is the best ship
i could have
 Mar 2016 Bluie
Candice
somehow.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
Candice
soomehow, I felt like I was betrayed.
I hate myself.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
The North Star
Paint me like the burnt air.
Unwanted, careless and forcibly inhaled.

Paint me like the bruises on my chin.
Blue hued, swollen and new.

Paint me like blood.
Flowing and hidden, threatening to flood out.

Paint my pain.
No one else knows, I so desperately need to share.

In vain, paint me
In vain, paint me in vain.
 Mar 2016 Bluie
Beinghonest
So,
I feel as though,
I messed you up,
Like, I shouldn't have even allowed what happened,
Happen.

I feel like I'm responsible for any hurt you're feeling,
But "I'm sorry" isn't gonna help.
"I still love you" won't change anything.

So,
I don't know,
Did you really want me in your heart,
Even though I was slowly corrupting the innards of your heart,
Slowly changing you,
Making you someone you weren't?

So, do you actually still want me,
Even though I've made it clear,
That things won't end well -
Simply because,
I'm a disaster walking on two feet,
A fireman that douses flames of love,
A selfish boy who only cares about himself,
A hopeless romantic who can turn out to be overbearing...
Do you still want me?
Because I can't see why you still want me,
I can't see what I did to earn your love,
Your heart,
Your attention and time...
I'm worthless -
Can't you tell?!
I'm not good for you...
At least for now.
You'll forever be the girl who won't leave my heart - but I'm not going to subject you to a relationship with the current me... Because I'm not where I want to be and I don't want you to be with the current me.

-just being honest

— The End —