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Sometimes
She wishes she could die
To see who's alive in her life
To see whom of those people
Would cry or feel sad
To make those people realise
how worthy she was in their life
To make them realise how much
They would miss her
To make herself feel significant

Funny, isn't it?
One has to die
To start feeling
  Alive

She has to feel the need to die to finally feel alive
Isn't that the way it is?
Is it possible
that there's someone
just as
broken as
me
out there
looking
for someone
to be
whole
with?
Just a thing.
I write a lot of short things.
I'm a lonely thing.
Looking for someone real.
Maybe someday I'll find them.
Hopefully before we both die.
That'd be prefered.
i have problems
the voices are back
someone help me
- - -
if i just keep laughing
maybe i'll die of hysteria
- - -
i wonder if what i am
even counts as living
Oh, **** me.
He says to me,

You make it really difficult to talk to you.

All I can respond with is,

*I know.
Good luck figuring me out
I haven't even done that.
I see you with her,
And all I can think is,
How did I ever let you go?
KB...
- - -
...When someone saves your life, you become best friends, date, break up, and barely ever talk even though you love them more than life...
 Dec 2014 vague rememberance
Ari
She laughs, as bright as day
She mourns with the passion of ocean waves

She giggles, with the pitches of a child
To be returned with glances and mild laughter

She takes each hand,
Gently squeezing in return

She understands and accepts
All that happened and will happen

Only hoping that someone will notice
. . .
you are a summer night

the way you keep me up

so hot the sheets stick to me

i have to open the windows,

take off all my clothes

morning comes and i still

feel you on my skin
Thats all you are,
From your hair to your hips
It makes me want to do flips

These demons make me not care
These demons make me...
want to tear your clothes apart
Something about your smile
Something about your legs
Its like your stacking pegs
Getting no where
because caring is something
that isn't their


I love the way you look at me when were done
I love the way your body looks when your on top
I love the way you look
I love the way
I love the
I love
No!
I lust
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