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me and you
tend to lose

you and i
fail every time

me and him
can never win

me and they
destined for heartache

me and she
a sadist's dream

me and me
the only possibility
the only possibility
have you forgotten me?
i hope,
you
never
do.

i hope,
my insanity
left an imprint
impossible
to,
erase.

have i forgotten you?
i dont,
think
i
could.
i don't think i could
leave me alone with my consequences
leave me alone to clean up my mess
cleaning up my messy consequences
Me in the middle of an
Exotic word play
The tricks that we can use to
Arrange the letters on the page
Phrase the wording so
Hilariously and intensely ironic
Only to
Realise this is no metaphor at all
you were looking for the metaphor... weren't you?
sorry to disappoint.
cradled in these arms
a new beginning
a metaphorical infant
of hope
the sweetest possibility
of innocent growth
in this basic moment
i can believe i'm not alone
cradled in these arms
the makings of a home
a metaphorical infant of hope
your eyes rake over my body
summing up my value
i don't recognise your currency
of pure, rancid misogyny

your eyes rake over my body
when you don't even know me
you think my physical features are worth more than an honest picture
you skim my cover but never bother to read the story

your eyes rake over my body
summing up my value
fifty points for the ******* and fifty points for the thighs
it's funny how you never bothered to value my mind

your eyes rake over my body
you begin to feed me your line
i make my beeline for the door
leaving your misogyny behind
i left those misogynistic eyes behind
You were gone
So the puzzle was incomplete
But you never knew that
You were the missing piece
You completed me
you see me differently
i see you differently
they see us both the same
what a mistake they made
oh, what a mistake they made
Sometimes when I see you
I see a stranger
A beautifully mysterious stranger
It makes me want to get to know you again
For now let's just forget the romance
Let's focus on being friends

Sometimes when I see you
I see a flower
Not quite yet in bloom
It makes me want to wait for spring
To watch our love blossom again
For now let's forget the past lies
Let's focus on the present truth

Sometimes when I see you
I see a boy
An innocent boy
Not quite yet a man
It makes me want to hold your innocence
In the palm of my hand
For now let's just go with the flow
Let's forget what we had planned
sometimes when i see you ...
I only come out at night
When the monsters roam
You ask me why I live so dangerously
Why I risk my life, my safety
My dear,
Did you never realise?
The scariest monster is me
Nighttime roaming...
I am more than I have ever been
I can hear somebody singing
Is that the sound of peace?
Is that the sound of a woman growing?

I am the girl inside the woman
I am the woman inside the girl
I was born into a world of men
I grew braver than ten of them

I am more than I have ever been
I am the strength inside the struggle
I am the hope inside the horror
I am the phoenix flying free

I am more than I have ever been
I was a prisoner, now I am queen
I can hear the sound of peace
I can hear the sound of a woman growing
I am more than I have ever been
mother,
yelling at her child
in the market
mother,
stranger,
how i wish to yell at you
a child.
so precious,
ALIVE!
BREATHING!
HERE.
how i wish i had
a child to yell at
to take into my arms
to love
to kiss
to hug
to yell at,
never again.
be grateful for your children
Call me what you want
Call it timing
Call it coincidence
Call it Murphy's Law
Call this whatever you need so we can move on
moving on is all we can do
this is my,
first christmas
without you.

this is my,
first poem to you
as my ex.

i suspect,
that i am getting over
your love.

this is my,
heart moving on
or something.

this is my,
first poem to you
as a single woman.

my dear,
we did the best
that we could.

we did good,
not to ****
each other.

this is my,
salute to
an old, old friend.

my friend,
we did
our best.
goodbye, old friend πŸ’”
My mistakes left deep marks on your heart
Each mistake has left a scar
Maybe this time I went too far
Maybe we were cursed from the start

My mistakes seem to follow a broken pattern
I feel neglected so infidelity happened
It left a dent in our beautiful passion
I pushed away my most beloved companion

My mistakes have left me bruised and broken
I know I've hurt you with my selfish actions
I'll do anything for a reconnection
Let me show you that you are still my ocean
you are still my ocean
you always will be
I am mystified by the selfishness

Confounded by the greed

I am puzzled by single mindedness

Encouraged by privilidge

Propelled by fear

You are mystified that I am still confounded

You are puzzled that I still care

This has been happening for centuries

So you wonder why I still promote peace

You wonder why I am still here
mystified
i do not need you
you are a color on a rainbow
a color can be quickly painted over
i do not need you
you are something nice to look at
but beautiful things have a way of moving
you will move on too
i cannot need you
i have needed things before
when you put all of your hope in something
it becomes valuable
it becomes dangerous
it becomes flawed
nobody bothers to steal something that is not needed
i suppose you would be useless to a thief
if there is no attachment
there will be no grief
i do not need you
please,
stop needing me
nobody bothers to steal something that is not needed
i suppose you would be useless to a thief
What would I do
If I could live this life again?
What would I do?
What would I say?
Who would I be?
Not much.
Not much.
I would be me
I would be a new born baby
i would be a new born baby
no problem here,
no,
none at all
please keep walking
nothing here to see
said everyone,
to someone,
to nobody.
no problem here
you are no burden
the only burden ive ever known
are the ones who called you a burden
who made you believe you were alone
you are no burden
you give me passion and purpose
you are not a burden
you are precious
you are precious
correct me if i'm wrong
but i cannot be corrected
sorry but i'm not actually sorry
i cannot help being right
do not correct me
I'm glad that I don't have a mental illness
Those people are an incredible drain
A drain on society
A burden to carry
Something to be cruelly thrown away
I'm glad that I don't have a mental illness
I'm glad that I am perfectly sane
I had to watch this depressing man crying on the train
I heard that he went and hung himself
That's the pathetic nature of mental health
I'm glad that isn't me
It will never be
For I am mentally healthy with not a scrap of empathy!
for i am mentally healthy with not a scrap of empathy!
πŸ–€
once you choose to leave the closet
you can never crawl back inside
so he stays hidden
unseen
silent
waiting for signs of change
the accepting sound of safety
it takes a certain level of brave
to leave that anonymous space
to know the closet will always be open
and choose to leave it anyway
you can never crawl back inside
NO means NO means NO means NO

I am truth
Truth, you'll never know

The one who turns a NO to YES
To suit them best
To rob what isn't theirs

The one who turns a NO to YES
Will never feel Truth's caress

Will never feel the raw beauty
Of living with integrity

NO means NO means NO means NO

We both know it's time for you to go.
Did I stutter?
To no one in particular
You said goodbye

To no one in particular
You sang a lullaby

To no one in particular
You delivered a gift

The ghost in your mind
No longer exists
the death of a child
your delicate frame was bent
in the act of beseeching contrition

like remorse was a mask to be worn
like penitence was a role to play

my opulent frame was bent
in the act of torturous punishment

like sadism was a game to be mastered
like a grudge could be beautiful art

your delicate frame was bent
in the act of  beseeching contrition

like mercy was a place we had visited together
like absolution was a time that you had marked in your calendar

my opulent frame was bent
in the act of humorous revelation

like it had taken you a year to realise
that there will be no reprieve here
this time i do not forgive
i am just like you
which means
i am nothing like you at all
i am nothing like you at all
They shoved your face into the concrete
You didn't want to change your personality
Some people cheered
Others cried
Myself, i chose no side
Forever undecided
Too caught up in my pride
Thankful that the plight
Was yours,
Not mine
Please dont hate me
For my cowardice
you didn't want to change your personality
I will not play this game
I forfeit
I give up
In done
You think that means you've won

But how can you win if you're holding a gun?
sometimes there is no winner
why are you still here?
is
it
because
you have nowhere else to go ?
i am the only place that he can go to
when you are see an obstacle
you find a way around it
you build a bridge
you find a tool
you create a new path
when she was unwell
they called her an obstacle
they called her a drain
no bridge was built
no tool was found
no new path was made
when the obstacle is a human
when the obstacle has feelings
when the obstacle is a fragile girl in pain
the world makes no allowances
the world throws her away
when the obstacle is a human
I have not forgotten you
I could never forget the ocean
If you are the ocean
I am the skeleton lying on the bottom
I am the lifeless mess
Broken next to a love boat ship wreck
I am drowned and crowned in shame
Buried in the consequence of all of my mistakes
I have not forgotten you
Your ocean voice is clear in my mind
I only have one question
Have you left the corpse of my love behind?
i only have one question
I've always been the odd one out
Luna Lovegood stole my heart
This is my odd ball shout out
shout out to all my odd *****
i will live on because of you
i will live on despite of you
one of these things is not true
which one will you choose?
which one will you choose?
you try me on for size
only to realise we never fit
oh, how tragic
we never fit
Once upon a time
Once thousand years ago
I had this precious gift called youthful innocence

Funny how a fickle foe disguised by the name of Time
Can rob me of my scruples
Can corrupt an innocent mind

Once upon a time
A thousand years ago
I was a decent person but I let that person go
once upon a time i was innocent
teetering on the edge of forever
staring into the abyss of eternity
clutching onto the hope of growth
questioning evolution
in the search for truth
teetering on the edge of forever
spending eternity with you
teetering on the edge of forever
i remember you'd bring me an orange
whenever i was sad
you said it was a symbol of courage
a sphere of sunshine to use at my command

i remember you'd bring me an orange
just to make me smile
i remember you taught me that courage
can be found in the fruit isle
you would bring me an orange of courage
You told me that your home was your garden
Surrounded by God's beautiful nature
I told you that my home is the ocean
Surrounded by water that stretches on forever
We both came from homes of destruction
We both came from homes of pain
The most wonderful home that we ever knew was the one that we both made
the home that we made together
It's not over until it's over
If that is true
Then I'm pretty sure that we are
Pretty ******* over
i guess we are over
I am paralysed with fear
What if we are never friends again?
I am paralysed with fear
What if I've ****** up in the worst way ever?
paralysed with fear
is
my
feminism
measured
by
your
misogyny?

do
you
see
the
patriarchy
that
is
trying
to
escape
me?
escaping the patriarchy
peace, she wrote on the wall of the house
the one wall that remained standing
scared to death, she wrote the only word that she dared to dream
peace, a mythical concept
a fictional character
rare and unfamiliar
she wrote on the wall and kept her peace alive
when the bombs rained down, she left this world smiling
a girl grapples for peace in a war torn scene
βœŒπŸ™ŒπŸŒˆβœ¨
if you take off your armour
if you lay your weapons down
if you show me your vulnerability
i will retreat
i will do the same
i will retreat
I aint no fool
I just believe in peace
He thinks that means the same **** thing
he think's i'm a fool for believing in peace
holding up a peace sign
while dodging their land mines
studying the art
of how they fight

with a journal in my left
and a pen in my right
i'm naive enough to think that war could end
but wise enough to know
that there is no hope in pretense

so i'm holding up a peace sign
along with a journal bound in leather
aware that peace signs do not mean surrender

and folks like me,
we tend to fight forever.
we tend to fight forever
peek a boo
what do you see?
a man
a woman
corruption
vulnerability

peek a boo
what do you see?
a knife
rohypnol
no escape
don't tell a soul

peek a boo
what do you see?
a man
a woman
conviction - none
too bad that you couldn't run

peek a boo
what do you see?
a woman
a man
not a dream
his favourite crime scene
his favourite crime scene
If I had been born with a *****
I wonder how I would have used it
Would I have wielded my power?
Would I have identified as an alpha?

Would I be gentle or a brute?
Would I love or abuse?
Would I have been the enemy?
Or would I simply have been me?
pondering gender
i used to have money
i wore Dior like a Parisian beauty
chic and sophisticated
flawlessly fashionable
or so the surface showed.
i used to have six different credit cards
a thousand fake friends
a pedigree pug i called Peppermint
i used to have money
i forgot my own worth
i skipped my meals
to fit into a size four
never knowing what
i was doing it all for
i used to have money
until all i saw was dollar signs
until i could not recognise my face
until i lost my mind
i used to have money
my reason why
is your glorious smile when i am by your side

my reason for being alive
is your peppermint tea and key lime pie
πŸ₯§πŸ’™πŸ΅
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