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 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
Bra-Tee
I do not expect you to be perfect for me; because I myself am not perfect either.

The only thing I expect from thee is to be atleast normal, and normal is not necessarily popular.
Smoking is popular, but its not normal.
Being a slacker is popular, but its not normal.
Bisexual is popular, but its not normal.
Plastic surgery and too much make-up and is popular, but its not normal...
And posting all your business on twitter/facebook is popular, but its not normal.
Yours truly.
Mr.Right
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
Juneau
always remember to give one hundred and ten percent
the golden rule to ensure ones professional ascent
i've been told this repeatedly without asking what they really meant
does the world really expect me to give it my all until i am old and bent
when they only give me back just enough to cover my rent
am i the only one who feels so overwhelmingly discontent
no matter how much i give my earnings only once a year augment
and the thought of how small this raise will be leaves me in torment
so **** this society and the current establishment
i have a better idea for how my life should be spent
i have a place in mind where i'll never need another cent
one day i'll escape this place leaving the world wondering where i went
January 21, 2015

just needed to vent

forty-seven
How
How is it that you can be
Loved by so many people,
And still not love yourself?
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
effaced
some
    people
          throw
             around
                 words,
                      that
                          others
                               consider
                        ­             precious...
Words like "princess, darling, love, sweetheart", etc. i feel are meant to be for someone you love in a relationship way. Nowadays, everyone seems to consider everything cliche, but honestly they are precious.
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
yasmine
because please tell me how i am supposed to trust with all i've heard,
trust with the words you spoke of
turning bodies into jokes and filling my ears with words that have nothing more than an intention of being evil,
laughing and talking words of some of my own insecurities

please tell me how i am supposed to trust when all the men i have ever had to deal with have turned their backs,
physical abuse or emotional
smacking me in the face with their hand or their words,
regretting me and pushing me off,
acting as though i was nothing but an ugly girl or just a needy little fool begging for their love

change my mind and please prove to me that not all men with leave me crying a countless number of tears,
countless hours of me too hurt to get up and move from the spot they left me laying at,
reminiscing on the words they spoke to me;
their daughter or their ex

i am wounded by a number of men
and you scream to me to trust you,
you scream to me that you would never ever do anything to hurt me,
even when we part,
you want me to trust you
and i cannot find myself to it

because darling,
if you try to trust one after another
and they all seem to break it the same,
how can you find yourself to trust again?
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
Bra-Tee
If a killer says she's dead, then she's really dead...
If the best says she's good, then she's really good.
And If a dog says its a *****, then its really a *****...

But, if a lier says "that's the truth"

#Ahem!
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
Bra-Tee
Listen to me body! I am your master.
Listen to me hands! I command you!

My eyes I demand that you dry. Stop showing this world how fragile we are.

Legs stop shaking and causing earth to reach for me.

Hands stop sweating. Your letting strength slip through our fingers.

Emotions we do not need you here. This house is to small for your boolshit!

Body I'm the master and you the slave
Don't forget that.

Stop exposing my weakness!

You cowardice flesh stop shivering its only pain! Hold still!

Tongue, shut the **** up! you hold your self still and keep my secrets.

In fact body stop being so Human or I will fvckin **** you!!! Haaaaaaaaa!
I think I'm too much obsessed with perfection .
 Jan 2015 YourNightLight
Bra-Tee
I used to have a lot of sweet metaphors to add in your girlfriends cake so she can bite the sweetness that will soon make her teeth rot and have them removed by the same dentist who made your sister pregnant with the same **** that had DNA of an 8year old child that was ***** and killed 2years ago found dead in the dustbins of Khayelitsha.
Moral of the story: Just because they are labeled as a Doctor, Lawyer, Pilot or Pope. Times have changed, but it didn't change the fact that we can trust Anybody.
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