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Thank God we’re done,
It’s about time I’m free.
You always seemed to hold me back,
Now I can be me.

You changed everything about who you were,
And pretend like you didn’t want me,
But then I shrugged and laughed,
Because you’re so annoying.

I’m sorry,
I know I hurt you,
But that’s okay,
Because you hurt me too.

It doesn’t matter,
I can move on,
With a world of pretty people,
It doesn’t matter that you’re gone.

This one knows his movies,
This one is quite smart,
This one makes me laugh,
This one can make art,

You taught me not to be serious,
You taught me to have fun,
So why on earth does this mean,
That I should be limited to one?

But then I see you
                                with her,
And it’s nothing like I thought it would be.
I wanted to scoff and walk away,
But I remembered when it was me.

Why did I lie? Just know that I’m so sorry.
I know I hurt you, I hate myself for hurting you.
Now that we’re done I’m not sorry,
Because you hurt me too.
I feel like I am
constantly choking
on my own teeth
and being suffocated
by my own arteries
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If those I loved were lost
The Crier’s voice would tell me—
If those I loved were found
The bells of Ghent would ring—

Did those I loved repose
The Daisy would impel me.
Philip—when bewildered
Bore his riddle in!
Lonely in a crowd without the
         **O
ne person the mind jumps to
         Violently, it isn't pleasant but
     thEn again lonliness never was

         Sun beams through a window
         Under a cloudy sky
         Barely warming but pleasing to
        iMagine how it might feel to
         Ignite from a cool flame, not
         To burn but to be on fire again

         Anger happens because we
         Can't not be human unfortunately
         Control happens too though.
         Every once in a while
         Prayer happens but we never
admiT it.
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