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Whitney Jul 2013
A boy asked me today
oozing with arrogance and
emiting the nauseating smell of
swag
"Why does everyone love me?"
Most people in their
right mind
would have told him
"Get over yourself."
But for some reason
But for some crazy reason I will never understand
never comprehend
I said-
Computer
Whitney Jul 2013
What I want
is someone who
needs to be taken care of

What I need
is someone who
will take care of **me
Computer
Whitney Aug 2012
When I see your eyes, I want to cry
The second you said it, a part of your beauty died
Never will I see you, the way you looked before
Baby, you ain't beautiful anymore
Black Book
Whitney Aug 2012
The razor trembles in my hand
Empty walls can't help but stare
At the soul who will eventually
Lie cold and bare

For I couldn't remember
When there was a light
Everywhere I looked
Was darkness and fright

So I pull the blade closer
Uttering one last goodbye
God, why did I have to be so ugly
When I cried?

And as I watch the sink go red
Life oozing out of me in crimson threads
A thought still lingers in the air
When I'm gone, will anyone care?
Black Book
Whitney Aug 2013
Winter whispers to me as I walk
The trees hang ridged frozen in time
unaware that life continues to pass them by
they do not change much in the wintertime.

My footsteps are familiar to the sidewalk
that is why I don't make much sound
when I walk to my coffee shop
Yes, my coffee shop.

My gloves are not slippery enough to
slip
when I turn the ****, open the door
the air inside is warm.
Unfinished, Computer

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