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Bri May 2019
When it was all over
I bought more pillows for my bed.

I needed to fill that space again.
Bri May 2019
You need to know how much you hurt me.

I just want to love and support you because I ******* care. How can you say one minute that you’re so happy and then the next you shut me out like I am nothing. And I do feel like I am nothing. I haven’t even told anyone about us but they all sense something is up and tell me that it isn’t right.

Even my dad, who has never once in his life made it known that he cares about the matters of my heart says that I deserve to be treated better. That he knows what he’s talking about.

I still just want to ******* wake up and hold you and I am so ******* stupid for everything when you just don’t give a **** about me.

How can it be so easy for you to stop talking to me? How can it be better to be alone all night long? How are you unbelievably content in aloneness.  It hurts to realize that maybe I do deserve better. It hurts to have this good thing ripped away from me. That I knew being vulnerable would only end in heartbreak and I did it anyway. Look at us now, is this really how it ends?

It hurts so badly to be waiting here, hoping you’ll come back to me.  Hoping to see you happily walk through some door somewhere. Stupidly hoping to see your beautiful brown eyes light up again when they look at me.

and it hurts and it hurts and it hurts.
Bri Aug 2018
Crumpled like another page torn out of your journal.
Almost like I wasn’t good enough.
Am I not good enough?

If you didn’t like me, just toss me out
Crinkle and tear me to shreds
Thats how this feels
And years from now
Many years
You know I’ll still be yours
I’ll still be a page from your journal
Your feelings
Your love
The things that you decided you didn’t want anymore
  Jul 2018 Bri
nish
oh
  you
    remind
      me of a leaf  
    with each season
      you change your colour
       until one day you fall to
      the cold, bare ground
       it may seem sad, but
       you add pigment
       to the lifeless
        soil, still so
         very
            a
        l
          i
             v
                   e.
Never tried shape poetry before but happy with the way it turned out. Accidentally deleted this earlier on, sorry if you're seeing it again :(
  Feb 2018 Bri
Jen Snow
Freud says tattoos
Are
The Manifestation
Of a
Trauma

Every point
A
Separate pain
We
Have
Suffered

It took
Two
And a
Half
Hours

To complete
The
Diary
Of my
Trauma

And half a million perforations

To convert
Those
Memories
Into something

New

And

Beautiful

To finally
Let go
Of the past
  Oct 2017 Bri
ES
We are told to think outside the box
And yet alienated when we act outside of normalcy.
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