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Summer Feb 2016
i would do anything to make myself feel pretty again.
This is something make-up and pretty clothes
will not fix.
i feel like my heart is broken
and my insides are rotten-
i'd do anything just to feel pretty again.
this is something i try to forget,
change myself so it can't happen again.
i don't want to waste anymore tears
or stop feeling again,
i'd do anything to feel pretty again.
i will not let myself be played again,
you remind me why i let myself be so guarded
because this always happens,
no matter who i'm with
i just wish i fxxking felt pretty again.
was my personality not enough?
i did everything you could have asked,
i even stopped writing poetry for your a ** .
cancelled all my plans with my friends,
just in an attempt to make you happy again.
but then my grades dropped,
and i stopped being there for my friends,
because i had let it all become about you.
and now i'd do anything to be pretty again, but now I'm just like you
not pretty within.
all i think about is myself and
not caring.
i'd do anything to care about others again,
but i don't know where to draw the line because of you.
how do i love myself and others,too?
and now the cuts are back on my legs
i should've just carved your named into them instead.
lying around with no lover again,
the only time i get fxxked
is in the head.
why can't i just feel pretty again?
because some people have explicit filters on their hello poetry and i wanted to share this because I'm really proud. the x's are in place of the *'s because that messes formatting up
ian macleod Jun 2018
You know what?
You have ****** it!
You will wish You were never born
I will show You pain
again and again
I'll push
i'll poke
i'll anger
evoke
the feelings of fear
so far yet so near
i'll keep you hanging
always unsure
is it over
is it not
has he done ?
or forgot
wish i knew
You'll squirm
and You'll stew
You'll cry and You'll plead
i wont make you bleed
but i'll punish and pulse
Your heart will convulse
You'll pray to be dead
when i get in your head
what???
me?
forgot?
no , surely not
what you did
what you took
the thing
overlooked !
that's now made you pray
or to turn a new page in life's book
to late for that
i'll smile and i'll nod
like were all good
but i'll always be there
in the background
despair
its us
such a pair
such a terrible air
here's a river
cry in it
You made your bed
now go lie in it

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