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312 · Apr 2016
Salt.
Rhiannon Apr 2016
Should I be happy she's in love?
When he left me on a full moon and took all his stuff.

My friend boasts and gloats that she's happy,
Does she not have the slightest sympathy?
It's like she's saying "He left you for me look how happy we can be".

So I just stand back and stare,
The salt she rubs into my wound lingering everywhere.
311 · Dec 2016
Lips.
Rhiannon Dec 2016
Your lips were soft and sweet,
But they only disguised the sour poison,
That lingered on your tongue.
309 · Oct 2018
Careful pretenses.
Rhiannon Oct 2018
The inevitability of you is astounding,
You're a pretty flower nobody can help but pick.
But there are many snakes in this garden,
So please be cautious.

I've heard your laughter windswept across the sea front,
Many a brave sailor has come to visit you.
You're a rare catch,
Nobody can help but fish for.

I've seen thunderstroms in your eyes,
As birds swoop past to escape your wrath.
You're an off the richter scale earthquake,
Nobody can forget.

The vulnerability of you is astounding,
You're a thistle nobody can cut back.
Many people have come to **** your garden,
So I am being cautious.
307 · Dec 2016
A book.
Rhiannon Dec 2016
A black book of feelings lies on my bedroom floor,
Beside an abandoned book of rambling,
That left my brain sore.

My foot is tapping to my heartbeat,
As my blood is pumped round and round.
While my ears explore the silence,
Of the things that can't be found.

A revolutionary thought appears,
To quickly disappear again,
So I curse my brain remembering that memory isn't my friend.

And my tongue stutters and trips over itself,
Making fools out of my teeth,
As I tell my friends they're materialistic,
For not realizing what's best lies underneath.
307 · Feb 2016
Blood.
Rhiannon Feb 2016
It’s unresponsive,
You will not hug me back,
You’re sarcastic when I question what you say.
How can I be loved?
When will you understand?
I am related to you by blood,
You love your family,
But it doesn't mean you have to like them.
307 · Nov 2016
Sky.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
We were supposed to fly together,
Soar through the sky against the wind.

Let the breeze lift you up,
Accept the weather conditions.

But you didn't like the fact it was snowing,
So you fell hurling downwards,
And cracked your head on the concrete.
307 · Oct 2016
You never.
Rhiannon Oct 2016
I want to scream at you,
Really Really loud,
Because you tore my family apart,
Without making a sound.

You smiled so care free,
As you ****** someone elses wife,
And so to your neck,
I want to take a knife.

I am so angry,
My blood is boiled to the brim.
You've caused so much heartache,
From one single sin.

The hands that once caressed her skin,
Are now making bruises,
And you soon found out that different woman,
Have different uses.

I want to put a gun to your temple,
And tell you not to cry,
Because you turned my mother bitter,
As I watched my sister die.

So as you roll in your money,
Smiling in foreign places,
And you **** your ***** on balconies,
Because you can't remember our faces.

Know that we will never love you,
Because you were never here,
To hold us when we were born,
Or to keep us safe and near.

You have no say in how we were raised,
You're the reason we're wary of men,
Because you were never a father,
And you were never a friend.

"Your selfish heart can't have me!",
Because it's decaying and turning black,
And if you never loved me,
How do you expect me to love you back?
306 · Dec 2015
Certain doom
Rhiannon Dec 2015
It’s not that I don’t love you,
I love you far too much.
It’s just that I fear,
Darling we may lose touch.
Your heart is beautiful.
My gosh you make me swoon,
But most love stories are tragic,
And lead to certain doom.
305 · Dec 2016
Secrets.
Rhiannon Dec 2016
You told me you wanted to talk,
So I asked "what about?"
Then you avoided the question completely,
As if I'd began to shout.

I don't see the point in keeping secrets,
When it all is revealed in the end,
And is it worse for it to be revealed,
To your enemy or to your best friend?

You cannot oppress your feelings,
and that is perfectly fine,
So just let people know,
One person at a time.
305 · Feb 2018
It's cold.
Rhiannon Feb 2018
It's been snowing where I live,
Which is absolutely fine,
Weather is a woman you do not mess with,
She does things in her own time.

But Weather, My boots aren't very warm,
And I'm getting chilblains on my toes,
So it would be nice if you could send a tropical storm,
Cause I'm tired of skiing down the road.

And I can't get to half of my friends,
As the bus I catch goes to turn right and slides left,
I try to walk but the ice leaves me stumbling,
Plus being clumsy, with my feet I am not deft.

Now Weather, Your moods always seem erratic,
One minute it's raining then the next it's dry,
And half the time when we ask for a bit of sun,
Your face turns to an expression quite wry.

I enjoy the snow, I do!
Your Daughter Winter is a lovely girl to meet,
But I think I'd enjoy her company an awful lot more,
If she didn't give me cold feet.
I'm wearing eight pairs of socks.
303 · Apr 2016
?
Rhiannon Apr 2016
?
You're hopeless.
Completely utterly lost.
This bizarre abyss of feelings is haunting,
Even your councillor has no idea what you're on about.
Despite this you charge head on,
Armour strong longsword drawn.
Then you shatter into pieces,
As anxiety strokes your face.
302 · Dec 2015
Hell.
Rhiannon Dec 2015
Find something to do.
Write yourself a poem,
Ignore your emotions,
They're not worth knowing.
Try to control your mind,
Try to control your voice,
Look as if in this world you actually have a choice.
Pity me for crying,
Get angry when I yell,
Just get me out ,
Of this earth like hell.
302 · Sep 2017
A message to the nervous.
Rhiannon Sep 2017
You have a kind heart so you will struggle,
Although this is sad, it is true,
But if you hold onto hope you'll get somewhere,
A place of fresh air and something new.

There are vicious circles you will have to go round,
But with every bruise there comes a lesson,
And sometimes we stumble over ourselves,
But strong arms will catch us and warm voices will ease your tension.

You have a long road ahead of you,
One with cracks, bumps and hills,
So yes, sometimes you will fall down and cry,
But other times you'll be laughing at the thrills.

Please remember this my lovely,
There are some things you cannot change,
and although you will shake and you will be anxious,
Through courage and bravery is how great lives are made.
You have so much potential.
301 · Nov 2016
My bus is always late.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
Tired eyes fight to stay open,
This bus is far too cold,
People shuffling with awkward words spoken,
Most of us are on our phones.

This bus driver is a grumpy *******,
So he's just about ruined my day,
I haven't even got to College yet,
And I want the world to go away.

This routine is comforting,
As I know where I need to be,
But that doesn't mean it's not boring,
Morning's are tedious to me.

The air is cold and biting,
And I've got holes in my gloves,
Same goes for my shoes,
As the rain cascades from above.
300 · Jan 2017
We all fall down sometimes.
Rhiannon Jan 2017
We stretched out our wings,
Soaring remarkably high,
But then you tumbled down,
Because you kept wondering why,

Then when you finally crash landed,
I fixed your broken wing,
With hugs, kisses and duct tape,
Soothing your wounds so they didn't sting.
Rhiannon Feb 2019
It's always possible I find,
To try your best to be kind.

And if somebody among you is mean,
Do not fall down to their scene.

You're better than bitter resent,
Even if it's not how they meant.

Do not fall for their trick,
Dodge those nasty words quick!,

Because it's always possible I find,
To try your best to be kind.
298 · Nov 2015
Jigsaw
Rhiannon Nov 2015
Can I please ask you a question?
My intentions are not bad I promise,
Just a little bolder then they where before.
These pieces of my heart are a jigsaw,
And it seems you've memorised every one.
I know that sometimes you get fed up,
You have enough of me,
No more will to complete my picture.
But Darling I promise,
If you keep persevering I will be complete,
Just find that missing piece.
Then we will eventually,
Fit perfectly.
297 · Dec 2015
rope.
Rhiannon Dec 2015
I don't feel a thing,
When people say they love me,
Cause I can feel the weight,
Of all the hearts above me.

Slowly bleeding out,
Everyone must know,
I can't feel the cold,
Even when it snows.

My senses are broken,
Pins and needles all the time,
And at this very moment,
I'm finding it hard to rhyme.

I don't understand,
What's going on?
Why do I only write,
Really sad songs?

Now I don't mean to scare you,
But I wouldn't get too close,
Because the last that did,
Couldn't feel the rope around their throat.
297 · Nov 2016
Pocket watch.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
You gave me a pocket watch,
I remember what you said.

"As time goes by I'll always love you, even when I'm dead."
I thought your words vague,
They didn't make much sense.

When you smiled you at me,
Your lips where chapped,
Like you used love in pretense.
295 · Feb 2017
Slow down.
Rhiannon Feb 2017
I remember when you said,
"Maybe we should leave this town".
I said, "Nah, Sorry Mate. I got too many relatives running around".

You said, "That's alright",
But the furrow of your brow made you looks cross.
And no matter what I say,
It's like you're a fishing line and I'm an albatross.
Rhiannon Aug 2017
I was mean to my sister the other day,
And then she started crying,
I was mean because she told me, "You never help".
When all week I'd been trying.

She tugs my heart strings of frustrated symphonies,
Makes me feel bad when I stand up for myself,
Then complaines to my Mother about my horrible behaviour,
As if she didn't induce it when like stones her words pelt.

I'd swim oceans to save her drowning mind,
But she never seems to care,
So she yells, sighs and stomps like a child of two,
Whilst in frustration I pull at my hair.
289 · Jun 2016
Names.
Rhiannon Jun 2016
My councillor told me I was pretty,
And that would be ok.
If those weren't the words,
She was paid to say.
289 · May 2020
heavy thoughts.
Rhiannon May 2020
An unsettled feeling twists in my gut, as I think of everything I haven't done. Every ounce, fragile pound of weight set upon my bones, leaves me lethargic. There is more to my life than work. My friends are embodiments of love, that God or whoever made us, gave to ease our pain. I am caught in the joy of movement. The joy of travel. The idea that escapism is enough. But how do you escape your own brain? How do you escape your own body? This life is what you make of it. But I want to know what made me. Am I truly in control? Or is this all some sort of sick joke? My thoughts are made up of question marks. But question marks do not give me answers. And what if I get the answers I want but they don't settle right with me?

What if this life is made up of more than question marks?
285 · Jun 2017
Take a deep breath.
Rhiannon Jun 2017
I cannot blame my Father,
For the vile things his heart did.

To hate is so simple,
What's difficult is to forgive.
285 · Oct 2016
We would've.
Rhiannon Oct 2016
"I never meant to hurt him."
They swear upon their strife,
But they never showed him kindness,
Until he took his own life.

"We were only joking."
They exclaim with worried faces,
But I didn't see him laughing,
When you bruised him in secret places.

"We never knew he felt that way."
That's because you didn't care,
You called him Vile names,
As you spat and pulled his hair.

"We would've stopped if we'd known."
You should've stopped anyway,
Surely the whole ******* world knows,
That bullying is not ok.
284 · May 2017
He's so sweet.
Rhiannon May 2017
We’re both very awkward,
But it works very well.
I can’t imagine life without you,
Cause in my heart you always dwell.

Your laughter sporadic yet tantalizing,
Is a beautiful sound to me,
Even if you do sound like a lost seagull,
Being chased by a cat up a tree.
He's completely barmy.
Rhiannon May 2018
Those shoes have got pizzazz,
It's true as it's told,
Their sparkling glitter vibrant colours,
A thousand questions old.

That shirt is very busy,
Busier than most,
Destroyed by hurried businessman,
Spilling tea and toast.

These trousers are a tight fit,
squeezing in the gore,
Of sugar, chocolate, donuts,
With a million calories more.

Your eyes are very dull,
Their tired and their red,
Like the judgement of a few strangers,
Fills your heart with dread.

Your mind is very lonely,
A desolate place to be,
For if you never loose control of your inhibitions,
You'll never truly be free.
284 · Apr 2016
Dance.
Rhiannon Apr 2016
Dancing around my empty house,
With knickers on my head,
Thanking God that today,
I actually got out of bed.
Rhiannon Aug 2017
You say you can't see yourself with anyone else,
That you want to keep me forever,
But I feel as though our love is weak,
And can be severed by a feather.

Although, this is hard to say,
As there are pictures of you in my room,
Darling, You better start pulling your weight,
Or I'll be leaving you soon.

Your Dad says that I'll be his daughter in law,
But we both know that's not true,
Cause we could spend a whole summer apart,
And not in one second would I miss you.

My family think that you're the one,
But in my mind I know that's not fair,
Cause all you ever do is rip me apart,
And leave my soul in despair.
282 · Jun 2016
Help me.
Rhiannon Jun 2016
There seems to be a problem,
A problem with humanity,
As it seems we have no sanity left,
Because surviving committed that theft long ago.

People have forgotten how to feel,
We have lost sight of what is real,
And no one is allowed an opinion anymore without repercussions.

It's as though we're in a drought of genuine people,
Humans who feel and talk about what is real.
**** your ideals,
I don't care "What appeals?"
All I care about is surviving,
Surviving on this rotting hell of a planet.
282 · Oct 2021
Let it be.
Rhiannon Oct 2021
Let go of distorted energy,
Of something that doesn't give back,
Charge your way through false beginnings,
Shield raised ready for attack.

Walk away from old behaviours,
They don't serve you anymore,
Think and choose your battles wisely,
There doesn't have to be a war.

Embrace the chaos of creation,
Never again operate out of fear,
Because life has no destination,
So embrace it while you're still here.
282 · Jan 2022
Adventure
Rhiannon Jan 2022
Adventure is on the horizon,  
It’s daunting but it’s there.  
Step by step we make our journey,
Being honest, open, and fair.  

Leaving our past behind us,  
Lessons learnt but finally done,
Onward towards new beginnings,  
Embracing the warmth of the sun.

A fools dance we do willingly,  
No shame in mistake or stumble,
Feet on the ground, we dust ourselves off,
Remaining courageous and humble.

Wisdom intertwined with new experiences,
We live life day by day
Carry on with foresight and realistic optimism,  
Like a child we continue to play.

Adventure is on the horizon,
It’s daunting but it’s there,
Step by step we make our journey,
With integrity, laughter, and care.
281 · Nov 2016
She.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
She left without a word.
It was like loosing a limb,

Or she'd chucked me in the ocean,
Knowing I couldn't swim.
279 · Sep 2016
You've got.
Rhiannon Sep 2016
You've got another life growing inside of you,
Two hearts in the same body,
Different rhythm and beat,
So really you're eating for two,
And you've got four feet.

Then supposedly you have ten toes,
Which means you have twenty,
And sixteen fingers,
Four thumbs,
And going to the loo must be strange,
Considering you've got two bums.
277 · Jul 2017
For my love of God.
Rhiannon Jul 2017
The blood of the lamb is smeared,
above my front door.
Protecting me from mockery, demons, the devil,
And many more.

A candle burns above my fireplace,
reminding me of your light,
knowing that I am safe from all harm,
tucked into bed at night.

Your voice whispers warmly,
into my ear.
keeping away the dreadful thoughts,
cleansing my mind of fear.

Your name powerful enough,
to make the darkness hide.
A symbol of your sacrifice,
strong wings stretched wide.

Forgiveness and love,
your humble being preaches,
and when I see a white dove,
you're in the middle of one of your speeches.

Smiling wide, living,
You catch me when I fall,
And if I ever feel I am being pushed down,
You lift me up so I am tall.
273 · Feb 2017
The oblivious bad guy.
Rhiannon Feb 2017
We've tried talking,
But words just leave things messy.

We've tried ignoring,
But then we get lonely and stressy.

I broke down in secret,
Cried The Nile out to try and staunch the famine.

But only when my heart was ripped out,
Did you finally get a chance to examine,

The wounds that you caused.
Rhiannon Nov 2017
The only flowers that don't die are fake ones,
People are flawed,
It's just the truth.

But you still expect perfection,

Even though it always rains where you live,
And there's a leak from your roof.

Now I know it would be hypocritical of me to point out your wrongs.

When where I live the boilers broken,
And I know you hate one of my favourite songs,
But it screams the words that cannot be spoken.

The only flowers that don't die are fake ones,
people are flawed,
It's just the truth,

But you still expect perfection.

You must have been ruined in your youth.
Sometimes vicious circles start from the people we least expect.
269 · Jan 2017
Hair.
Rhiannon Jan 2017
He snarls his hate righteously,
Leaving Cancer causing chemicals in the air,

And you digest the deceit from his poisonous tongue,
As his lies tangle in your hair.
268 · Nov 2016
Plastic.
Rhiannon Nov 2016
"How are you doing?"
He asked, plastic smile wide.
Playing with a bullet between his fingers,
Considering homicide.

A peace symbol on the wall behind him.
Hypercritical state of mind.
Tells me that he loves his family,
So it's confusing to find,
That he bombs others in another country.

Practicing homicide.
268 · Mar 2016
Letters.
Rhiannon Mar 2016
I burnt the letter I was meant to send,
Because I realised you're not even my friend.
I conducted these emotions,
Out of heartbreak and bones.
Conflicting in my head,
"I suppose", "I suppose".

Your blunt replies for messages,
Where nothing but a cry.
Over a girl who used you,
Then made you wonder "why?"

So I wrote her name in an envelope too,
Then put it on the fire alongside you.
I smirked for a while,
In that heart breaking style.
As you burned, As you burned, As you burned.
268 · Mar 2016
Think about it.
Rhiannon Mar 2016
Six brutal stabbings,
All to the chest.
One, two and three caused a lot of suffering,
But I can't feel the rest.

My fingertips are tingling,
My throat parched and sore.
Corresponding with the stab wounds,
A pile of blood lies on the floor.

My skin is bruised and tortured,
My mind it aches with questions.
I would've put on an armour chest,
If I had known your intentions.

The way your fingers so easily intertwined with mine,
I thought that you loved me?
I thought we were fine!?
But then on your lies you choked.
267 · Mar 2017
I only fell over once.
Rhiannon Mar 2017
Real friends are there when you're breaking,
Or to keep you steady when you're roller skating.
266 · Jan 2016
Them.
Rhiannon Jan 2016
There, There we go, yes there.
The girl with the pretty dress and flowers in her hair.
There, There we go, Yes there,
The student bored sitting in a chair.
There, There we go, Yes there,
The love that came out of nowhere.
There, There we go, Yes there,
The boy with the heart beyond repair.
There, There we go, Yes there,
The girl without a crippling care.
266 · Oct 2018
Fantastical indifference.
Rhiannon Oct 2018
My invisble friends carved their names onto trees,
Then a sick feeling in my stomach lurches like the broken bark.
Overused names sit sticky in my throat,
When broken down fantasies are denied exsistence.

Courage builds up in my bones,
But brittle begging forbids it.
My heart heavy like brickwork,
Tries to pound it's way outside my chest.

Delicate musk coats my body,
Like an effort to impress you.
Rich waves of belonging attach to me,
But all I feel is rotten inside.

Misleading practices go on throughout the day,
The gentle humming in my brain switches to crying,
As hopelessness indulges my senses,
Please, There has to be more than this.
265 · Feb 2016
clocks.
Rhiannon Feb 2016
Give me some time,
I need to understand.
Is it my heart that you want?
Or just for people to see you holding my hand?
I told you not to rush,
These things take time.
But you simply grinned,
Saying you were mine.
264 · Mar 2019
Judge me how you want to.
Rhiannon Mar 2019
I will not surrender,
To your judgemental eyes,
I've got a thousand people to meet,
Through stormy and clear skies.

Your vicious words mean nothing,
When there's just empty space to fill.
I've got love and I've got something,
You've got dust, nothing, nil.

Ignorant, this, that, whatever.
You know you're nothing fine.
When you've got your own insecurities,
How come you pick on mine?

Is common decency difficult?
Does it load air into your brain?
Congratulations *******!
You spout your **** again!
More people need to learn that it's easy to be kind.
264 · May 2017
She had it all planned.
Rhiannon May 2017
What do you want me to say?
What the **** do you want me to do?

If you do end up killing yourself,
I will not make a martyr out of you.
You are not disposable.
Rhiannon May 2018
If I was given the entire universe,
Upon a silver platter,
Would you like a piece for yourself?
Would it even matter?

If you were given the warmth of the sun,
To defrost your frozen bones,
Would you share the sunlight with me?
Or keep it for you alone?

If I was told to vanish from existence,
Would you put up a fight?
Or would you cave in and agree?
To tired to use your might.

If you were given all the answers,
To life's endless questions,
Would you indulge me in the truth?
Or wouldn't you even mention?

If I was struggling day after day,
Would you feel the ache?
Or would you smile plastic and tight lipped?
As your mask starts to crumble and flake.

If you were given a chance to paint me,
Would you create beautiful art?
Or would you declare me a philitine?
Then drain all the colour from my heart.
262 · Dec 2016
Weather.
Rhiannon Dec 2016
I have a sore throat,
So I can't really talk right now.
I think it's because I didn't wear my coat,
When the rain was pouring down.

And the grey clouds above me,
Where like your eyebrows frowning because you didn't understand what I meant.
And your shouts were like the hailstones,
Crashing down on the hard cement.

The wind displayed your violence,
Pushing me back making me hide.
Then the sun displayed your remorse,
As you held me when I cried.

Thunder roared your negative thoughts,
When feelings fell from above.
Mimicking snow to get me excited,
Just like you did with your love.
261 · Jun 2016
Dance.
Rhiannon Jun 2016
When you dance around the room,
No worry in your eyes,
I can feel the doom,
That's society's going to revive.

We do not fit it,
I know that very well,
But who said I wanted to?
Your ideals can go to hell.
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