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unknown poet Feb 2015
Baby, that's the time we tried to sort out the times we couldn't bear each other anymore.
And while the days grow short I'm screaming the hints at you but baby,
You're oblivious.
Darling my hearts beats are shortening.
And my breath is slowing.
Everything tears me apart.
And that's why I crave your existence in my life.
I crave your touch,
I crave your mind
I crave your humour.
But love, you can't be mine.
But the days are getting longer.
And sometimes Im going to want to hold your hand.
And simply.
You're never going to be there.
You'll move on.
And I'm going to be of the past.
And baby.
Maybe I won't be there anymore.
unknown poet Dec 2014
I'm on an everlasting roller coaster,
The turns,
The bumps,
The drops,
The speed.
Its all got my heart racing,
And my stomach turning
I want to get off.
I want to leave.
I want to close my eyes until its over,
I never want to wake up

I'm in wonderland.
Where everythings backwards,
Upside down,
Its beautiful.
But I cannot see.
I can't see what's going on,
Through my blurry vision,
I see an oncoming object.
A rabbit.
But he's no friendly rabbit like I'd thought
He approaches me,
With a knife in his hand.
And stabs me in the back
Until my mind and heart can't take it any longer.

I'm on a yellow paved road.
Off to see the wizard.
Of true love.
So I can be happy.
I come to decisions,
That do not seem to end.
But its all worth it.
I'm going to be happy.
I've made it,
To the lovely palace of love.
I'm finally going to be happy.
But when I step inside,
Its dark,
Its cold.
All I see is a dark sign that reads
Be back,
Never.
And societys destroyed


"Were not in wonderland anymore, Alice."
unknown poet Dec 2014
Dear future lover
I'm not sure if I'll ever get out of this mess I call my life.
And I'm not sure why you're even in love with me.
I'm oblivious to society.
Although,
It has me wrapped around its finger
Dear future lover
When the sun goes down,
My sadness will rise.
And my emotions,
Will burst into flames that cannot be put out.
Dear future lover
I hope you can love me,
As much as I hate myself.
unknown poet Dec 2014
Here's to the teens,

The teens who are still smiling,
After being broken uncountable times.

The ones that are still waking up everyday despite the reasons they should not.
So many reasons.

The teens that ignore the suicidal mind inside their head that outlines the engravings in their wrists that spell his name.
To be used for the short ammount of feeling that she loves.
Because in reality.
Most of you don't even feel anymore.

Here's to the teens that are still hanging on,
Waiting.
Waiting for something, or someone to come stop the emptiness.

Here's to the teens that have given up on society.
And are living in their daydream.

Its probably better for us, anyways.

All of us,

Hurt, or not.

Society is gonna catch us all,
Like fishing.

Society's the bait.
Were the fish.
And this world,
Is the fisherman.

So here's to the teens,
The teens who are still breathing,
The ones that are learning to live in a daydream.

Because its safe, and its well,

Happy.

In our little daydream.
And that's all we need.
unknown poet Dec 2014
Darling,
Don't you worry about the bad nights you're beggining to have,
Or the out of the ordinary strange thoughts you are begging to know more about,
Don't stress over the extreme headaches you're worrying about.
Honey, don't Blame yourself for the slightly suicidal thoughts that cross your mind now and then.
Because love, I'm pretty sure every teen out there isn't "all there" anymore.
Were all going a little insane.
unknown poet Dec 2014
Every single day,
Im trying to think of ways
To end that helpless feeling you have everyday,
I find a way,
To put a smile of your face,
But everytime I look closely
I can see that every inch of you is torn.
Physically,
The "scratches" on your wrists
From the lovely blade of the cats nails,
That you don't even have.
In anyway,
You feel the hate of everyone's presence
And all that you can say is the killer word,
"Okay"
But in a single day,
does that word even take place in your world?
So hatefully,
You push away yourself and people from your world,
Because simply,
You're afraid,
Afraid that someone can simply hate you,
As much as you hate yourself.
This ones for you.
unknown poet Dec 2014
If this night gets any longer,
I think I'll hate you,
As I wander.
Because every time I pass a streetlight
My mind goes back to where this started.
I told you I was afraid of love that night.
That didn't stop you.
What a fright.
We were happy,
Until tonight,
When you left me.

I told you I was afraid of love that night.
But all you did is hug me tight.

Finally i wasn't afraid.
Until tonight.

I guess It turns out, i was right.
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