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VG E Bacungan Jun 2014
Mine heart
smolders
of your
thoughts*.
Thought of the night.
Good(?)night
Baby, I miss you.
do you miss me too? </3
sixwordsshort.
Isrella Uong Dec 2017
you’ve got the most delicate hands
i’ve ever felt on my inner chest.
i’m breaking apart,
completely shattering to pieces;
it might be a release, it might bring me peace,
bits & pieces, put them back together.
my legs are shaking from the cold;
you passed me your jacket.
but, this is no ordinary jacket,
it’s like a band-aid wrapped around my soul.
and maybe for a moment or a glimpse,
i let go of the past and thought,
“maybe it won’t hurt this time.”
but, i’m still shattered
and breaking to bits & pieces;
i’m breaking apart,
maybe so that i can be put back together…
properly, so that i can birth out nations & stories.
no matter how much this hurts,
no matter how much my heart is aching,
the sound is echoing,
“i want to know you more.”
i freaking want to know you more!
should i surrender?
is it even possible for me to surrender?
you can see through my skin,
you know that it’s like a storm within.
but all it takes is a hurricane –
you’re that hurricane –
to overthrow me.
is that too much to ask for?
can you shake me?
can you slap me out of this?
slap me out of my skin!
but you said, “no, i’ll do this gently.”
are you gonna tell me that it takes time?
i know you say i’ll be fine,
as long as i’m wearing the soul jacket.
ugh! surrender. surrender. surrender.
you said, “healing takes time.”
sometimes the truth hurts more than the lie,
but do i want to be lied to?
the truth doesn’t hurt!
because change is necessary.
and what i’ve dug myself into,
i know you’ll drag me out of my pity hole.
“stop hiding your heartburns and
the holes ******* in your heart.”
soul jacket, this is one heck of a special jacket!
feels like protection.
it feels better than muscular arms around my waist
from a guy who’s three-four years older;
feels better than beer chugged down
trying to pass for stronger liquor;
feels better than trying to numb myself
with “don’t make me sad / don’t make me cry.”
don’t get me wrong, i still love the song born to die.
but maybe this time,
i’ll have to cross out that line;
and instead i’ll write:
“born to thrive.”
because that’s how your jacket makes me feel.
December 9, 2017. Yeah, jackets are great.
cloud Jun 2015
these tears sting my eyes more than you'd think
im not hurting for attention
im over the lack of love and attention
yet im not over you
my heartburns like ive just won first place in a hotwing eating competition

its unhealthy to store the deflated balloons you bought me for valentines day in my heart  
but hell those were good memories
in all honesty your were a good friend to me
it hurts... friend
because thats all it seemed like looking back from the end
sometimes "i love you" touched my ******* before my heart
your voice is so seductive at night

i dont wish you the best with your next
you dont ******* deserve it
you dont ******* deserve me
but baby please, dont fall out of love with me
remember the nights spent loving me
carressing and rubbing me

i still worry about you
hoping you'll find the right path into maturity
hoping you'll find trust
and release into all that you hold back
just know ive known your worth all along
you loved my singing
i want you to know you were my favorite song
i wonder what i did wrong

love does not always mean destiny
it hurts that i gave you the best of me
you can still have the rest of me

i still defend you when people call you an *******
i tell them that you dont know better
as if im washing glue from your tounge

deceit has never been ****
neglect is so scary
to think you were one i could marry
im still here  
i know you can feel alone sometimes
sadness,i know, can take your right mind
You take shots like desert eagles.
Your heart leaks the pain like major heartburns.
You learn from hurt . Guilt and a broken heart.
Pressure is what you feel from the revolver.
You revolt from normality which you had once been.
Your heart leaks while your voice speaks but you shut down like an old pc.
Remember don't play Russian roulette its not a game.
Love doesnt have six shots.
Your heart permanent leaks can leave marks that cant be healed.
Dnt build a wall that cant be broken.
Just leave open a door so your true love can adore.
Delton Peele Mar 10
Slow mo.  
I'm falling
I'm already replaying
What is happening
each second is an eternity
Frame by frame
Wait ........
STOP !
RIGHT THERE...
See that?
After the flash
...
My pupils dilate
The surprise in my eyes as I realize where the pain came from
This is just a Still shot.......
The peak of pain ,
Pivotal point
When I begin to become undone
...........
Shell shock
This is why I run
I can but I can't see
Tasting the irony
Clutch my chest as I lean
On my way to my knees
been kept in the dark on so many things
By me......things I pretended not to see . ..
Things I didn't want to believe..... everything my guts were telling me
It's hollowing ...
Caught up in the neon green glow
Of a fatal Epiphone.....
trying to swallow a brick ....
Covered in sand
Ampersand,
Everything is so ........
Sanguineous
Feeling nauseous
Ballistic
100 grain.243 boat tail hollow point fully jacketed slid through my chest
I'm dumb ...

Reeling back on my heels ,
I'm stunned,
heartburns
Murmuring,
the rest of me
Cut free currently completely numb
Multi masking with metaphors
Disconnected laying catatonic on the floor
Knowing these stigmas ,
Spiked with poison
Enigmas without solution
.....
She was bored ....
I was lonely ......so she created this illusion we could both lie in....
Ending like a Steven king .....
Began like a harlequin
I'm floating .... souls bruised
And uhm.......
Looking down,
At the crime screen,
Stuck in confusion..
Final conclusion ....
I took the risk .....
I new the outcome......
And id do it again
Because your the best there's ever been
Chalk line around my body
I look like a clown .....
Super happy
With a frown.....
One more time please
......
I'm up if your down
Delton Peele Mar 1
Slow mo.  
I'm falling
I'm already replaying
What is happening
each second is an eternity
Frame by frame
Wait ........
STOP !
RIGHT THERE...
After the flash
My pupils dilate
The surprise in my eyes as I realize where the shot came from
Still shot.......
...........
Shell shock
I can but I can't see
I taste the irony
Everything is so ........
Sanguineous
Feeling nauseous
Ballistic
.243 boat tail slid through my chest
I'm dumb ...
Reeling back on my heels ,
I'm stunned,
heartburns
Murmuring,
the rest of me
Cut free currently completely numb
I'm floating .... souls bruised
And uhm.......
Looking down,
At the crime screen,
Stuck in confusion..
Final conclusion ....
I took the risk .....
I new the outcome......
And id do it again
Because your the best theres ever been
Chalk line around my body
I look like a clown .....
Super happy
With a frown.....
One more time please
......
I'm up if your down

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