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 Mar 2019 Grace E
Rose Cliff
I opened up to you,
about my struggles, my destructive behaviors
and you said just don't do it.
If i could "just not do it",
I wouldn't have any secrets to be sharing with you.
I wouldn't be so depressed that I needed you.
 Mar 2019 Grace E
Salmabanu Hatim
the first sign of spring
robin plucking worms outside
presume it's a male.
 Mar 2019 Grace E
raquezha
Death
 Mar 2019 Grace E
raquezha
It's been a long time
since I saw your face
and last night
we meet again

You we're the strangest thing
life has to offer
I needed you when
you don't need me

As you needed me
When I don't want
to fall in despair

I realized

I
don't
want
to
die
in
a
crash

because
that
would
be
slow
and
painful

quick
death
is
enough
for me
to rest
 Mar 2019 Grace E
e l l
unloved
 Mar 2019 Grace E
e l l
i am the imperfection
in your work of art
which you erase until
i cease
to exist
and so does the idea
that i could ever be a part
of something so beautiful.

i am the blood on
the mattress and
the mud stain in the carpet.
i am the roach
skittering
into the dark
to hide
where it is more comfortable.
to where
i belong.

i am the dirt below the casket.
i do not see the light of day
anymore.
 Mar 2019 Grace E
Olivia Lost
Liars
 Mar 2019 Grace E
Olivia Lost
I do not want to group every person of your gender in the same bucket but MAN you make me feel the need to.
How can I not when every MAN that promised me loyalty ends up delivering mind games and heart break.
Why do MEN tell me things that make my thighs tingle well you have your head between hers.
When will I stop letting MEN play me like an old video game just for the possibility they will be the "one".
Again and again I fall for men that are falling for too many other women.
 Mar 2019 Grace E
Sam
Broken Minded
 Mar 2019 Grace E
Sam
The tragedy is
there's a prison in my mind
all the thoughts that lurk there
are ones I wish were never mine
they etch into my heart
the scars I wear so bright

They whisper wicked stories
of things that never happened
or maybe things that did
things that shouldn't create ripples
in the current in my life
but here I lay in bed
stuck awake at night
eyes cutting blankly
through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
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