Please don't ever..Please don't ever think that I would leave,
No one catches my attention like you.
How your voice cuts my attention,
Or how I get lost in your eyes each time I gaze into them.
No one will ever hold my heart the way you do,
It cracks a little each time you think I would ever leave.
You're the best thing in my life.
You are my sunshine
lowercasei carve insignificant poetry into my tonguelowercase2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and hope the world will pardon the lack of
bated silence, for i write in nothing but
despondent screams and uppercase;
i've forgotten how to let everything go
and i'm tired of my incessant howling,
because it seems to me that the quiet
words are the ones that are the most
A poem about loveLove consists out of painA poem about love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love consists out of desire
Love is what I admire
Love always fights against my brain
Love is despising
Love is passion
Love is not a piece of fashion
Love is always surprising
None of these things are untrue
Love is enough to make one weep
That is love as it seems
Yet when I think of you
I simply can’t fall asleep
Since life is finally better, than in my own dreams
All They See Is ScarsI want to tell a story,All They See Is Scars1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but this story isn't a fairy tale
and it wont have a happy ending,
because the real ones, well
they never really do.
In high school
I picked up my pen
and I began to write
It existed and it was pure
and it was lovely.
But my rapist rewrote me.
breathing on my neck
and tracing my back with his fingers.
He rewrote me as broken.
He wrote me as a statistic,
as another white girl who got told
that she cried rape for attention.
But that didn't matter because see,
I wanted to tell a story.
A story about family,
about picking each other up
about blood being thicker than water
about how not everyone's home
had to be broken.
But my father rewrote me.
When i picked up my pen
he spoke words to me
that I swear bruised my whole body
and I learned that nothing
was thicker than his alcohol
and my home was already shattered.
But I wanted to tell a story.
so I picked up my pen
to write about god.
A God that could save anybody
And God loved everybody,
which was the onl
I'm the little girlI'm the little girlI'm the little girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who doesn't sleep very well
I'm the little girl
Who writes in the dark
I'm the little girl
Who barely see's what's going down
I'm the little girl
With the pills in her hand
who doesn't know what it's like to be gone
Tears Crimson tears were all she cried. They fell to stain the dirty carpet of her room. It was all she could do to forget--or was she simply fighting the comfort of feeling? Her brother was dead. Her sister also; she died in her arms--the poor fragile thing. She had tried to stop them but in the end the only gain had been more scars, and blood which was not her own. And then they had raped her there in her sister's blood. Her father was beating her mother when he wasn't drunk, and beating her when he was. Her mother blamed her, continually reminding her that she had ruined this family and caused the death of her siblings--nobody would even say 'murder'. But she couldn't leave, and that's what no one understood; she just couldn't.Tears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't want to die--
I want to feel alive.
Her eyes were dry and she wept all the more, the dirty-yellow streetlamp outside the window casting an ugly yellow glow onto the floor in front of her. Oh
A Beautiful BeginningButterflies flutter as our lips press against each otherA Beautiful Beginning2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two hearts meet and in that moment we feel more than alive
A few seconds feel like hours, we'd be content to stay like this tonight
Never saw this coming, but oh so glad it did
We can make it through anything
Taking it step by step, together, hand in hand
It doesn't matter who scoffs or mocks us
Something this right, this true, grows stronger with trial
Strong enough to last the days, months, and years ahead
And though right now this is just the beginning
This is one beautiful beginning to the rest of forever
Alone in this world.Are you okay?Alone in this world.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yes, I am.
Are you afraid?
Yes, I am.
Will you ever be afraid of nothing?
Will you ever be completely happy?
Someday all your feelings will stop roughing
All of them are becoming scrappy.
Being okay is not what it seems
"okay" is a word of sloth
it may be a word of dreams
but mostly it's a word of both.
Sadness and reclusion.
Why do you keep me?Why do you keep me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God why do you keep me?
I swear you have me wrapped up tight;
Officialized with a bow.
I'm so confused right now.
I just want some help;
The kind that dissuades me
From claiming me as a useless self?
Lord I don't think I've ever felt this scared.
But on the bright side
I know what terrors me so.
You hear that heart beat go
"Pitter ? Patter?"
That uneasy beat of concern?
Lord I know why I'm scared;
Why I'm always running in my dreams.
Well maybe I am not all that I seem.
I have my many masks
That keep me locked up in my memories.
Those memories reeked with possession,
Fear, remorse, illness, and dread.
Lord, I know why I'm scared;
Why I always coo myself awake with my inner screams.
Can you hear me scream for freedom?
Lord, I know why I am scared
It's because the war within myself
Has gotten far too out of hand.
I'm leaving Lord and I've asked for salvation;
I've screamed my repents!
Do you not see my tears
And my obvious
SchoolIt’s like I’m trapped within a cageSchool7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The synchronized turning of every page
Being forced to stand on a stage
These people all fill me with rage
“I could easily destroy this place
To find me they would have to chase
I could turn the walls into rubble-”
OH SH-! They heard me! Now I’m in trouble!
The class writing about a book we read
As another part of my soul drops dead
But I’m too distracted by the clocks tick
“Mum I can’t go today, I’m sick…
I KnowI know what you really think of meI Know2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you want me gone
I know whenever my mouth opens you cringe
I know you think I’m stupid
I know you wish I would die
I know people hate me
I know I’m really stupid
I know I don’t get you
I know you don’t get me
I know you wish we really never met
And I’m sorry...