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 Aug 2019 Von
hj
Look into my eyes
 Aug 2019 Von
hj
Look into my eyes
I wanna see
What I look like
Without my scars
 Aug 2019 Von
Tegan
this disease has rotted my brain,
tore out my flesh,
paralysed my muscles.
it's made my body corpse
and i'm trapped in this coffin,
running out of oxygen,
waiting for my heart to stop beating,
but i think i've already died.
 Aug 2019 Von
lX0st
A rose
Is a rose
Is a rose
Unless it looks like love,
Then it’s love
It is what it is, whatever it is
 Aug 2019 Von
Mike Hauser
If wrong was right
Then I'd be right
Mostly every time

If do or die
Was the way to live
Then I'd be doing fine

If problems would
All disappear
Blink and they go missing

If answers came
In sheets of gold
I could not afford to listen

If what I said
And what I did
Were one and the same

Who am I
Trying to kid
It'll never go down that way

Because right is right
And wrong is wrong
Proudly on display

So get a clue
Not as I do
And certainly not as I say
 Aug 2019 Von
jay
My pain, my misery, they fall from the sky
I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.
memories of what could have been,
The hatred screams under my skin.
pulsing through my veins is the anger I feel.
Wounds break open as soon as they seal.
Darkness surrounds me with every step I take.
I manage a smile that i wish wasn't fake
I laugh when people talk to me,
but alone i wonder what they see...?
i promise i'm fine, i am the same
Cuz i know they all have me to blame.
I know the truth, but it's locked in my heart,
And now it's slowly tearing me apart.
walking alone, roaming the halls.
laughing girls, suffocating walls
pierced through my skin, the terror of home
i guess that i'm finally...all alone.
if you dont get the last two lines its fine...but please dont ask.
 Aug 2019 Von
WL Schuett
She is a hive full of
Sweetness.
But , never far from
the sting .

“I see you “ she smiles
as she touches my face .

Upstairs she lies
with coverlets and curtains.

I am searching
and searching.
But , for what
I’m not sure .

Maybe diamonds
but probably
Fireflies and Lace .

Working towards not
losing my shadow.

My inertia’s held
prisoner
to her beauty
my moral vision
called and questioned.
The death of leaves ,
stranded on the high wire
in the back of beyond.
 Aug 2019 Von
F A Pacelli
your way
 Aug 2019 Von
F A Pacelli
if you don’t play
by their rules
you can’t lose
at their game
 Aug 2019 Von
FOD
Calling me a hypocrite is very hypocritical of you.
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