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 Apr 2019 hannah
Madison
Fear Us
 Apr 2019 hannah
Madison
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting an eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious p poem but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're queer" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****
 Apr 2019 hannah
Scot
If Jesus Christ did die for the sins of the world, then for which ones’ did He not?
 Apr 2019 hannah
Arisa
friends.
 Apr 2019 hannah
Arisa
"i can't do anything right"
she says to me

"You can do plenty."
I say to her.

"not really"
she says to me

"Well, you can be here with me."
I say to her.

"anyone can do that"
she says to me

"No. Only you."
I say to her.
A conversation.
 Apr 2019 hannah
Nimrod kiptoo
I love her and I dont wanna loose her,
My ego strikes and i bruise her.
 Jan 2019 hannah
Lynnia
Anymore
 Jan 2019 hannah
Lynnia
I can’t do this anymore
Walk away and shut that door
Constriction’s my conviction, I’m on a stage
Act the part and turn the page
Too stuck, under fumbling fingers I lay
Eyes to heaven, loudly pray
Send me an angel, send me a line
Grasping the truth, not another “I’m fine”
So I shrink away; I hide in fear
My shadow sheds her silver tears
I bleed these words on my bedroom floor,
For I can’t do this anymore.
 Jan 2019 hannah
adriana
adriana
 Jan 2019 hannah
adriana
you're the only person i know that says my name in texts.
the only person that says my name at all, really.
in the end, it's the least meaningful thing that you say,
and that's really saying something.
names have power. mine, specifically (to me at least).
 Jan 2019 hannah
Tori Ginter
You didn’t even call...
I told on Monday how I’d only had a couple days till I was gone.
But that wasn’t enough for you
I’d have to be dying in order for you to call
Little do you know I am, it’s why I must leave this place that is killing me slowly.
But I still have hope
A dream
You’ll be standing there at the end of the aisle right before I  board.
I will drop my bags and run as fast as I can into you
You’ll be the excuse I’ve been looking for to stay
But the reality is
You’re the excuse that makes me have to leave.
Your silence screams leave more than goodbye
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