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 Jun 2018 Blake
Özcan Sh
Let me free you
From your inner prison
Full of sadness
 Jun 2018 Blake
Ashley Dewicki
Torn
 Jun 2018 Blake
Ashley Dewicki
My insides are splitting me apart
like shards of glass in my heart.

How can I still paint you in a shining light?
When your wrongs can never be made right.
 Jun 2018 Blake
Waffles
Ego-Be-Gone
 Jun 2018 Blake
Waffles
Today I made a device.
A device? That's nice.
It works very well you see
(Dare I say, perfectly?)
Its function: Silence the EGO, Me.

I made this device today,
And its PERFECT! I must say.
Once I switch it on
My EGO goes "****" and is gone.

Oh, you don't believe me?
HAH! I'll show you - don't you know
I only make things perfectly?

SWITCH

See?

Did it work? I can't tell
I was so full of myself until now.

Oh well.
 Jun 2018 Blake
Marius Banik
To old for drawing
To young for politics
To stupid for physics
To smart for construction
To valuable for videogames
To uncreative for art
To egoistic for friends
To friendly for happiness
To tired for school
To active for sleep
To lazy for sports
To involved for realtionships
To busy for books
To bored for YouTube
To overwhelming for strangers
To empty for gatherings
To sober for church
To drunk for science
To fat for beach
To thin for gym
To handsome for prostitutes
To ugly for ***
To afraid for life
To afraid for death



     Worthless
 Jun 2018 Blake
Josh Cooper
At the stroke of Love we
        both became poets and...
At the strike of a heartbreak we became a
                  a Sad
                   Sad
              Sad Poem

Now we both think and believe love is pain...
Always and inevitably painted and scripted in painful vowels
        And all promises in it nothing but broken dry ‘vow-wells’

Our bodies lying next to each other, yet, windows to hearts shut
The sun in our eyes turning ice-cold
This
is
the
Afterlove
              where...
Without one another, we
           keep kissing each other’s shadows and silhouettes
Baby, could there be a life after love? In the Afterlove...?
 Jun 2018 Blake
Edmund black
The truth
        Is
Love doesn’t
  Recognize
All the artificial
Man made restriction
    We try to place
           On it

       It simply
flows between
    Souls and overwhelm
The hardest hearts

     Love is power
            Love
          Is peace
Kindly choose love
 Jun 2018 Blake
T
From days down low, to days up high.
To days where you just want to die.
Just remember, that you'll survive.

Time is an illusion, often causing confusion.
Your personality, you might consider an abnormality.
Just remember, everyone's living the same reality.

Everyone is in the same race.
Yet we pretend we're different, just to save face.
We place importance upon others discordance.
Others are a bonus, don't let them be your source of lowness.

Surrounded yourself, with those that thrive.
Distance yourself, with those that deprive.
Love yourself, the rest will follow.
That's the key to not feeling hollow.

We all have scars, just read anyone's memoirs.  
We can't change the past, so don't let it last.
Go forth with steadfast, and forget the past.
Use it as a lesson which will always last.

I believe, in that which you may not be able to conceive.
Just give it time.
Trust me, you'll be fine.
 Jun 2018 Blake
Kurt Philip Behm
Too close to the flame…
   too far from the light

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
 Jun 2018 Blake
Just makayla
The blade feels so right with me
It's like the pain in my heart is making that blade
A home in my hand
My body, or my mind,
I don't know
But something commands it
The edge of the blade strikes me with curiosity
Wondering what all I could do with it
For the first time last night
I cut deeper
I lashed at my skin
And blood burst out of me
Like it was trapped
And glad to be free
Then no matter how hard it was to ignore the urge
To do it again
I put that Blade up in a safe place
Then I starred off into the
Dark empty space
In my room
Hearing the voices in another room
Not thinking about anything
Trying to listen to the loud silence in my mind
Trying not to feel the coldness of my soul
Letting my heart shatter little by little
Every Day
Please don't act like you care
It just isn't fair I just want to be loved
Not thought bad of
If I died today
No one would cry for me
No one would die for me
I can't be happy
Happiness just isn't for me
I'm silently begging
For someone to truly help me
Or that silver blade will cross my wrist
Again and again untell I'm satisfied with the results
I'll be satisfied when I feel
All this useless life
Drain out of me.
©Makayla Bailey
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