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Nik Krutilla Sep 2012
Mommy...
do you want to play
ponies with me?

Just for a little bit,
maybe,
or all night?

Maybe,
until I get sleepy
then rub my face?

Just until I want you
running fingers
through my hair instead?

I do like when we snuggle,
but maybe,
we can bring my ponies?

Cause they get lonely
sometimes,
like you do.


*© NDHK
IllythiaRose Sep 2013
I never felt lonely
until I met you
with what's said and done
all else remains untrue
We're so perfectly the same
why can't you see it to?
In my heart I believe
you would if you wanted to
I can't eat, I don't sleep
say you love me too
I am wasting my time
just thinking of you
You make my soul sing
it's all I want to do
I never felt lonely
until I met you
Matadi Aug 2018
Lonely not lonely or maybe
History, HerStory
Reasons why i Choose alone, but not lonely

Everything is everything
Pretending to feel heavenly
Beautiful disasters
Hearts racing faster
Walls closing in
body feeling drained
Hearts feeling ******
Running outta luck
CC Sep 2014
I'm loney, tired, I have no friends
I'm content, fullfilled, I hate everyone
My eyes bulge out of my head
Refuse to unsee
The molestation outside

I'd rather be wiser than nicer
I'd rather you hated me
Love wrenched is the most painful thing
I have ever felt
I won't do it again

Do I bore you?
Fight me
I'm atlas on this playground
Nobody sees me
I'm only a gamer
On the giving end

The cartoon is a rerun
And I got nothing to laugh at
It's not funny
Not Funny
Funny
No one could make love
To my mind like you

I'm loney, tired, I have no friends
I'm content, fullfilled, I hate everyone
My eyes bulge out of my head
Refuse to unsee
The molestation outside

I'd rather be wiser than nicer
I'd rather you disowned me
Love wrenched is the most painful thing
I have ever felt
I won't do it again
Life passes through when im hear with out you,
I'm on a totaly different side beyond the out,
hearin all the ghetto my new ***** gotta dead bro,
I've bin with all these red rags mind graffiti sketched tags,
So I miss my girl my sister,
My story tellin listener
my main true,
my blessed  boo,
seen my life she has the real clue,
when I got hit right there stuck wit me,
step dad did uncalled for beatin, cant help me gettin eatin
when we got caught callit go book free,
played a role got your back,
look forward. erased the wack.
no mom,
I gotta stoney,
didn't lisson always roming,
growin with my one friend never was a loney
one two I got you,
three four I'm out the door
five six, new home cant fix,
seven eight, I lost my great,      (hailey)
nine ten, I'll be home when?.
when I got In foster so close I could of lost her
your my completion I'm your creation,..
ying to the yang
the big,
the loud,
The shoot the bang.
we never for the reppin but we ain't afraid to steppin,
got our own gang ,
me and hailey togetha daily,
our name no shame same heart from thee start
aimin for big,
bullseye I'm the dart
walk our own way,
head up with no say,
got my noes in the sky cause you know I be high,.
finger In the air for the ******* that stare,
why the ******* stalkin?,
cause you scared to be talkin,...
make out my way before i get cray
best get to walkin before I get sockin.
               whatever I'm a youngin,
I'm blessed that I hung in,
Life passes through when im hear with out you,
I'm on a totaly different side beyond the out,
hearin all the ghetto my new ***** gotta dead bro,
I've bin with all these red rags mind graffiti sketched tags,
So I miss my girl my sister,
My story tellin listener
my main true,
my blessed  boo,
seen my life she has the real clue,
when I got hit right there stuck wit me,
step dad did uncalled for beatin, cant help me gettin eatin
when we got caught callit go book free,
played a role got your back,
look forward. erased the wack.
no mom,
I gotta stoney,
didn't lisson always roming,
growin with my one friend never was a loney
one two I got you,
three four I'm out the door
five six, new home cant fix,
seven eight, I lost my great,      (hailey)
nine ten, I'll be home when?.
when I got In foster so close I could of lost her
your my completion I'm your creation,..
ying to the yang
the big,
the loud,
The shoot the bang.
we never for the reppin but we ain't afraid to steppin,
got our own gang ,
me and hailey togetha daily,
our name no shame same heart from thee start
aimin for big,
bullseye I'm the dart
walk our own way,
head up with no say,
got my noes in the sky cause you know I be high,.
finger In the air for the ******* that stare,
why the ******* stalkin?,
cause you scared to be talkin,...
make out my way before i get cray
best get to walkin before I get sockin.
               whatever I'm a youngin,
I'm blessed that I hung in,

Written   By   Jesse   Mckush   Dedicated  For   Hailey   *Haglund
Pretty girl Apr 2016
Dear Mr frosty your skin is sinking and your cold shoulders gather no feelings

"I think my skin is sinking into my bones" is what i said when i saw that iceman
Coming out of the ocean to freeze me in his arms
He would use his charm to get me there and when i was in place
he would stop my heart
So I could be a doll
Stuck and frozen
But I'm not your dolly Mr icy
An excuse me while I cry
I don't want you to see
You'd freez my plastic dolly tears and put them in your eyes
So that you might just know what it was like to cry
But you can't Mr iceman
You've got no feeling
That's why you're frozen friend
Wandering the world loney until you meet your end
So cold but you can't feel a thing
I wish i could say I have a good ending for this peom but i don't. Ice melted and i drowned in the sea
They saw the good in me and plundered my innocence
All run away with a share of a friend only my leaves to dry
They took my kindness for blindness but my cautious stood out
I acted stupid seated on wisdom
And they flame camped on turned a blaze they lighteth their guilt

Who are you
They are the people
To enjoy on your behalf without an attempt to  make you better
Until the bottle is empty the drunkard never stops drinking

They keep coming back, my face keeps the smile as my heart holds the lessons
Karma is sleeping on a rail with an epistle of chuckles for life took him to the streets
Karma put an alarm and only forgot to wake

So then i run a lonely race winning the solo award
One man comes and draws an oversighted victory
With horns they laugh with me but my resilience has no room for hurt
For sweet is the taste of their thorns as my mind made peace with trending pretence
#herdsmanofprogress
Akira Chinen Mar 2017
The colors of moons flowed like tears from her eyes and painted the name she felt every time she dreamt of love
And the fires in his eyes burned like an unforgiving sun and blinded him of everything but dreams of her
And they would always share this never and forever love in the loney hours of  the second hand frozen in the place of desire and disappointment
people they get lonely fill up with despair

living all alone with no one there to care

no one they can turn to life seems such a mess

just a loney life with nothing but distress.



everyday seems hopeless as they try to cope

giving up on faith giving up on hope

maybe things will change they may find a friend

then there lonely life will will have a happy end
JustChloe Aug 2014
How was school?

My mind starts racing
looking for wrids
horrible
loney depreesing
disheartning
painful
hateble
Embarssing
A costume party


Yet all I say is good
Gemmawrites Aug 2019
Some people are loney because they
Have no family or friends.
But then theres the hateful people
Who are alone for a good reason.
I had a very hateful and controlling neighbour who couldn't understand why people don't want him around don't be a hateful person if you can't say something nice just nothing. Its not someone elses fault your life is bad
Kole J McNeil Jan 2021
Pian

Pian

The scars on my  wrists are reminders.

The fresh cuts sting and burn, The red of my blood brings me release of pain that I feel inside. The pain of the sharp and the sight of the blood, it reminds me that I’m alive. But now it just there, there is no pain just numb.

Pain

I’m not scared of death.

No on the contrary I invite it with open arms.

No I’m scared of living. The thought of life is what chills me to the bone. That feeling that I don’t live up to society's standards. That I’ll be treated diffrently if I don’t fit the description of a cis girl.

Pain

It comes in the form of a dress, of long hair, of makeup, of *******.

It does not come in the form of a broken limb or a gun wound.

It is not a physical pain. Though it can be more inhabilitating than a broken leg. You no longer have the strength or will to get out of bed. Or even live anymore.

Pain

It comes from those who do not understand

It comes from words spoken about you but not to you. It comes from betrail of the highest form. That of a friend, of a lover, of family. They talk. Thats what gives you the power to take those pills. To bury the knife so deep in your wrist they can’t take it out. To put that rope necklace on and push away the only thing holding you up.

Pain

It is the friends you push away that can’t help you

It’s the feeling of pure depression. It’s not a sickness that you can see. You don’t cough, you don’t have a sniffly nose, you aren’t pale, you don’t have a fever of 127. You are so tierd becuause if you sleep you dream but can’t call it dreaming. It’s only nighmares.

Pain

It’s not what you think it is.

It’s like a friend who never leaves. Deppression lives with you and you can’t escape it. It slowly invades your sleep and every waking second.

Pain

For me my deppression is my body

My skinny waist, big hips, and *******. From my round face to my girly voice. My shortness and my slender hands and tiny feet. My deppression is my Dysphoria. She huants me when I look in the mirror. I see it in the faces of my friends. So I push them away.

Pain

It’s feeling so loney that it feels as tough you can’t go on any more

It’s pushing away your friends when you need them the most becuse you don’t wan to hurt them if you do leave. And you consider making life better for everyone including yourself by ending it all. Those pills, that blade, the knife, or the necklace of rope makes you feel free.

Pain



No more PAIN

No more PAIN

NO MORE PAIN



PAIN
Barry Sep 2018
Music dulls the pain of a loney heart.
Longing through time standing yet without wanting to alone.
Filling space music giving meaning .
Whilst taking silence from  the air.
And distracting  a lonely mind  from itself.
Giving something to relate to.
Music is always there.
Starry Sep 2019
As I look out
At the sight
At night
With its glittering
Lights
I
F e e l loney
For my
Heart aches
For you
Hill
Time is just a struggle to pass away
Minutes turn into hours then into days
Life seems to get in the way of living
Getting ahead just seems to be forbidden
Sometimes you feel you can rule the world
In a flash you can fall into ruins

Get it together, life just falls apart
Get it together, so just play the part

People lie and cheat through life
But I'm not one to cheat and fight
All I ask is to be true and real
I guess no one knows how I feel
I'm so loney and blue
I have no one who is true

Get it together, life just seems to start
Get it together, then life just falls apart

Time is a struggle to pass away
Minutes turn to hours then into days
I have no one to run to
All I've ever had was you
Now my life has gone away
This world i wish not to stay

Get it together, life just seems to start
Get it together, why? It just falls apart

© 2019 Michael Messinger(All rights reserved)
Phoenix Rising Mar 2020
Loney people
are the best
Company.
LeRoy Williams Jan 2014
The Kid you see so sad,
became loney and a felt bad
he searching for his home,
he became to ******* contempt with being alone,
his mind became his phone
and found sanctuary in space were he felt true
was beaten black and blue,
and had himself questioned everything he knew,
Yes he was beaten, mislead, and lied to
the weak and battered boy so black and blue.
His time of redemption has come,
Addiction has been a cunning partner
saving me from grief and loss,
but I am now attacking with blind fury like bruce li
and I'm gone show you now whose Boss.
Brandt Hott Jan 2020
Lonely riders and loney souls
searching for a beggars gold
but not to find what they'd hoped
just an empty *** of stones

One who searches never finds
what was the question in mind
but the hand returns as it began
not empty not full but of a man

A journey that hasn't begun doesn't end
let's not forget we are the ones that live
there is no story better to be told
than the one of ours as it unfolds

— The End —