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If I knew then
What I know now?
That my words were safe in you
That my heart was safe with you
That I had little to fear but myself
If I knew then
What I know now?
I would have said it all
I would have given you my heart
I wouldn’t have hesitated trusting you
If I knew then
What I know now?
Oh but I knew,
I knew, I knew
,
You had me from the start.
I near break my back
because I want an ***
I often hurl my lunch
because ninety is fat
I have two layers of foundation
but no moral support
If I could only stop my parents...
Abort, Abort

Yet I snap my back and puck my lips  
whiten my teeth and turn my hips
a couple filters can't be so wrong
a with the right lighting
I'll appear strong
This poem started out being one about bulimia but soon I found myself writing about a girl who relies on social media to provide her with positive feed back.
"I love you"
"I Hate you"
Really though they are the same
The more you HATE
The more you show how much you care
The more you LOVE
The more you're open to despair
"I love you..."
"I love you...."
"I LOVE YOU....."
Like I'm pleading for you to need me
Like I need you to want me
Your attention is all I want
Your touch is all I need
I scream in my own head over & over
And it's so good!
Until
I can't take this anymore
Until
Maybe I don't want you to need me
Until
Please stop touching me
Until
Why are we still doing this
Until
"I hate you"
EVERY thing about you makes me mad
Your hair
Your eyes
The way you speak like you KNOW everything
News flash
You don't
"I hate you"
The way you walk
The soft skin you have
The way you held me
"I hate you"
That you made me feel
That you left
That you're not here
"I HATE YOU"
Not just Because loving you got So hard
But because
Hating you made me realize
How much 'I still love you"
You can scream and demand it
Come in open handed
In all your daily affairs

You can swoon to the moon
Or reach for the stars
Ones that are not even there

You can take all you're given for granted
Count all your blessings in place
But if it's peace that you seek you'll never reap
Until you see love show its face

You can calculate, count
Turn inside out
Breath in the fresh morning air

You can cry you can laugh
Over what little is left
When after all it's only you that cares

You can take this and that all for granted
Lay all your blessings face up
But if it's peace that you seek you'll never reap
Until you see the face of love
 Sep 2017 zoie marie lynn
Isaac
Homework, oh homework,
I hate you! You Stink!
I wish I could wash you away in the sink.
If only a bomb would explode you to bits.
Homework, oh homework,
You're giving me fits!

I'd rather take baths with a man eating shark,
Or wrestle a lion alone in the dark.
Eat spinach and liver, pet ten porcupines,
Then tackle the homework my teacher assigns.

I get more and more angry as I turn the next page,
Homework, oh homework,
You fill me with rage!

Homework, oh homework,
You're last on my list,
I simply can't see why you even exist.
If you just disappeared, it would tickle me pink.
Homework, oh homework,
I hate you! You stink!
I really do hate homework.
 Aug 2017 zoie marie lynn
unnamed
Two pink lines, we knew it was true
Sooner or later we would meet you
We knew it would happen you even sent clues
So happy we made phone calls to share the great news

Suddenly Mommy was in pain
saw bleeding Daddy said something was strange
Praying together hoping nothing is wrong
tears in my eyes trying to stay strong

Up on the screen your sister was present
you weren't there you were sent back to heaven,
so confused trying to understand why
I had one baby and the other didn't survive..

As quickly as your life started
it ended, at only 9 weeks.
I was so ready, we were so close
so small, no eye could see
So early, yet you still meant so much to me

I long to know what you looked like,
and hold you in my arms
Loving you from a distance
your still our  good luck charm.

Never will I have the chance to kiss your sweet lips
or carry your loving body around on my hip.
Your mine and always will be
but oh I long to touch the baby I will never see..

Having you with me
for a short time is still such a gift
you will forever be my favorite "what if".
I wrote this in memory of the baby that I lost. it will forever be my favorite what if... I was pregnant with twins and on January 1, 2013 at 1:35am I lost my baby. I will never forget you. Mommy loves you, forever and always. My angel. <3
If
If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.
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