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"casue" poems
blood red romance take me away the razor hath slain blood did stain dripping emotions seeping out of skin old scars broken new ones begin if you look close you can see the dark mark on my jeans hides blood underneath put down pile up makes me feel ****** up i realize i messed up and thats when i cut up mental relief that feels so sweet the pressure is off for a little cost just a sharp razor that i keep close the mini rush i feel cannot be matched my mental stability is not what it seems casue it feels so good having blood ooze in streams hiding the pain thats actaully inside let my have my metal so i can go and hide
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Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC
Razor
Put the past behind us it's over now differentiatie the lies from the truth solemn sorrow hide your faults show your talents better yet show your faults and let them laugh casue only you know the fire deep within reckoning the winds drizzle the lies with more lies sugarcoat it to sound good once upon a time I used to believe only fools believe
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Sep 3, 2012
Sep 3, 2012 at 12:57 PM UTC
Fools
your there, i try to be invisable i cant take it your there smileing casue you see me i turn around you call out my name and laugh i shiver and turen back around you smile that smile again and i walk over your smile its inviting i get there and you stick your knife of words in my cheast i breath, and turn and walk away i go to the bathroom and cry its happeing again i take my pencil and scrtch the surface of scars that had finaaly healed they crack open i take my rist band and slide it over nobody will know i will live in scilence
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC
The Bully Vs The Brave
What if, you loved me? Would you hold my hand and walk down the street Daring anybody to mess with our love? What if you wanted me? would you call me up every night Just Cause you wanted to hear my voice What if you tried to forget me? Would you go through the emotions And cry and curse the sky These questions to you are not what if's for me I would take your hand and walk down the street and defend our love I would call you every night casue your voice is music I have tried to forget you and look where it has gotten me Messed up emotionally No, there are no what if's for me The only what if? I have is What if I never met you?
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Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 11:34 AM UTC
What If?
It fills me with apathy. for a love that cannot be. A reality we must force ourselves to see. And a choice we must make to live happily. Despite this strife that plagues our life. Its time to sit down and lose this fight. Cause we’re out of ways to make that plight. I will forever feel that love when I look onto your eyes but must know that its not right. So this is what I will do, pick up the pieces of my heart that were broken and smashed a million times by you. Let the pieces take their time to fall into place, so once again I have a base, from which to stand from which to dive, so I can feel alive and re learn to thrive. I don’t wanna know what it feels like that final time you go. Casue I imagine it being the lowest of low. I guess that’s why im still holding on, to that little part of you that makes me feel strong. And gives me some reason to carry on, for the hope that we might one day be together. In a realm beyond forever, I cant settle right now for ‘never’ and yet the latter is too far away, it scares me to know the opposite has to be the way I will be creating my experience in this day to day, meanial existence.
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Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC
Menial Existance
we use to hate echother i was there when you need me the most i need you the most and your trying not to be there for me how can i trust you? how can i be there for you when you fall on your face? i dont understand i helped you in every way but i get shut out when i need it thats not a firend thats not being true its not being real i needed you and your not here you will need me but i wont be there casue your buring our brige we've know echother for bout 3 years now..... how can you do that its not my fualt im going threw this its not my fualt i cry i scream i hold the razor to my wrist wanting to let the deep red soil flow out of my vains i fight it i fight my demons alone i thought we were firends
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Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC
Trust with a fake friend
Don t mask yourself with lies and hurtful words. Bring people up rather then down. Look within your self before you judge. The words you say can casue more pain then bullet to the heart. The negative words you say is likes cancer that never goes way.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
Inside and out
Don t mask yourself with lies and hurtful words. Bring people up rather then down. Look within your self before you judge. The words u say casue more pain then bullet to the heart. The negative words you say is likes cancer that never goes way.
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Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 7:09 AM UTC
In the eyes of one