You didn’t even call...yet
I told on Monday how I’d only had a couple days till I was gone.
But that wasn’t enough for you
I’d have to be dying in order for you to call
Little do you know I am, it’s why I must leave this place that is killing me slowly.
But I still have hope
A dream
You’ll be standing there at the end of the aisle right before I  board.
I will drop my bags and run as fast as I can into you
You’ll be the excuse I’ve been looking for to stay
But the reality is
You’re the excuse that makes me have to leave.
Your silence screams leave more than goodbye
Hanna Jordan Aug 2017
I want to drink away
the memory of you
but the alcohol running
down my throat doesn't
burn nearly as much
as the pain of my
heartache
the day I decided
to walk away
Do I always have to be heart broken to write something great?

Can I ever settle down without being bland?

All these guys I date, with whom I've shared a bed

either fuel up or dry down my energy to create.

Too many guys with names that start with M.

too many uncontrollable goodbyes that I hate.

Oh Matt you're one of them, one that I tried to hold onto ,
but in vain.

Life is life and no one knows what lies ahead, so for now,

I will just put my head on your chest,
then we can drink some tea and go to a play.
goodbyes are the hardest, especially for a traveler like me. Timing is a bitch.
Tøast 5d
I'm sorry to anyone who's got close to me
Felt my feeling and tried to help.
I'm a sinking ship, a broken tool that no one can fix
An unfixable annomaly without a reason.
High all the time to ignore the fact I was never going to die of old age.

Well it will all be for nothing,
But I never achieved much
Never had a plan anyway
So there isn't much to loose.

So if I can push the people around me,
Ensure they never have to face a hurricane alone,
Give them a feeling of existence, happiness and life,
Then atleast my efforts will not be for nothing.
How do I write in a poem that I am
        S C R E A M N G
How do I convey how  f r u s t r a t e d I am
How do I get you to know how
      o              u       i          g
c         n              s        n
                  f
        my mind is right now
How do I explain my writings of a crumbling sanity as poetic licence
      It becomes easy when nobody knows your how much of concealed life you really have
    
           My mother can't worry, She doesn't have such terrible thoughts


The bullets I try to use just ricochet around my skull blending my memories, rattling my thoughts.
My personality has died with my will to live
Ooolywoo Apr 2017
In the dark alone, drifted in dreams
I hear her piercing voice from afar
In the center of my imaginary realm
My mind did not want to hear the noise

I've tried to look passed it but it came to me louder and stronger
More than i could bare
I had no choice but to be aware
Aware of the pain inflicted in her

I had to look her in the eyes and say those words
Those words that no one wants to hear
Those words that ripped you wide open
Those words that let you breathless
And hopeless
Those painful words
No one can get used to it

That special guest who never warns
That guest who is unwanted
He forces you to say those words
Whenever he leaves,
He left you with an empty whole
A pain so deep that it can destroy a moutain if you had to translate it into actions
A pain that's like a tremendous volcano screaming, thundering
And shelling out his scalding lava like in Pompei

He can separate friends, lovers, partners
Tears one family apart
Take a child from his parents
Blast an entire nation like a wrecking ball
He can come anytime, anywhere and anyhow
You cannot fight him nor can you be ready for his visit

He left you with your tears and that dreadful pain
But no one can blame him
It was all meant to be and part of this material life

He knocked on her door tonight
I wasn't ready nor was she
You can't sleep, you can't eat
You try to mat your eyes shut from the tears and wish this moment never happened
You try to remember those sweet memories and make them last
The harder part is
You need to be strong for your own sake and for the memory of the late person

You wish, you pray to meet again in a better place
Time will heal, so they say
And time fades away
While a part of you is taken away

Akila...
DAY by day,
Week by week

Taking all your  abuse,
While  turning the other cheek

Dragging me down,
Lowering my self esteem.

No way  out,
Is how you make it seem.

I’m not good enough,
You'll never find someone better.

Building up my courage,
To finally write this letter.

Realizing who I am,
And what I’m really worth.

Meant to be respected,
As I walk the earth.

I’m finally standing up,
Finally standing my ground.

I deserve so much better,
Tell me how that sounds.

I finally had enough,
You keep me all depressed.

These feelings hidden inside,
It’s time to lay to rest.

I am a beautiful person,
And I’m worthy of so much more.

So make sure you kiss my ass,
As I’m walking out the door.

I know this won’t be easy,
But it’s what I have to do.

It’s time I love myself,
Instead off loving you.

Live
Love
Hope

Written By
Richard B Shick
Inspired by a friend
Be strong Melanie
Mei 6d
an ocean cried
of crimson tides
and dried her shore
as her sun waived
goodbye.
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