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Sirena May 2015
Every year on the twenty first of February you are the reason for the big smile on face
You add a new prettier bigger candle onto my birthday cake
You bring me into your strong arms and give me the warmest hug that a father could give
Every year I wish for the same thing, for you to spend my birthday with me again
The perfect husband and father
You are my mother's soulmate
And my best friend
You, however,are nonexistent
You left my mother
And you never showed me love,not even on the twenty- first of February
You never gave me a warm hug not even once
In my imagination is were you live
But reality would always get rid of you
And it broke my heart every year on the same day
Every year until my sixteenth birthday I wished for the same thing, for you to spend the twenty first of February at least once with me
All I wanted
All I needed
Was to be your little girl
At least just once
On the twenty-first of February
But you are nonexistent...
Sirena May 2015
Is it really so bad?
My heart can't take this crap anymore
My soul is black in sorrow
***** you !
I can't eat, I can't sleep, and breathing is way too hard to do
My eyes hurt way too much from all this crying
My body aches
But is this really so bad?
My heart is broken
I can't even feel it anymore
But there are people that forget that they have a heart
There are people that do not have any sunlight or full moons
So is this really so ******* bad?
It sure does feel like it
But it's not
No it's not
There's worst
And though this might one be one of the worst
This heartache isn't the worst
Pain
We all feel it
Just like love we all feel it
But pain that's what makes us, us
Pain
And this pain
This ******* pain
This pain that is slowly but surely killing me
Is not going to **** me
Because there is worst
And no
No
No ******!
This is not the worst
-S.A.M.M
Sirena May 2015
Gorgeous bright yellow sun flowers in the winter
Long rides in the middle of a hot lazy summer day, when all you want to do is stay in
The moon during the day, and a hot sun at night
For me
All for me
Why?
Because I want to be selfish
  I want you to take sacrifices
All types of sacrifices
Forget the words "I love you"
And forgot the long poems
Forget "I'm sorry" too
Let me be selfish
Love me more
Why?
Because that's what I did
For you
-S.A.M.M
Sirena May 2015
True love doesn't act like this
A "soul mate" doesn't love like this
So why waste our time?
You try to kiss me with your lying lips
Hug me with your back stabbing arms
Look at me with your now empty eyes
My stomach turns and I just can't stomach
This thought, this idea of us
Being an us ever again
You say I have too much pride but true is
You just took long
Forgive you?
Forgive you in a couple of days for stuff that you did for six months?
You are still selfish
You got to break my heart for 180 days
And I get 72 hours to get over it
You are still a liar
You say whatever is convenient
You say the same things because you run out of beautiful words
But true love never runs out
True love doesn't overly repeat the same mistakes
A soul mate understands that patient is a part of true love
A soul mate keeps the fireworks alive
So why is it that now I am happier?
This is
The truth is
I am now enlighten with joy
While you're passive aggressive
I am assertive
While you find the negative
I am the positive because I find only positives
While you cry in your stoic manners because you are indeed lost
And you have indeed lost
I learn, I mediate, I
I live
I am alive and I am grateful
The truth is
Life goes on
So I moved on
-S.A.M.M
  May 2015 Sirena
Fish The Pig
It is amazing
how just the thought
of having to go home
can incite such tremendous fear,
trembling hands
watery eyes
a bad mood
and heavy weight
making my body tired and slow?
Isn't it fascinating how
no matter the great day
the timeless adventures,
the tender hugs,
going home
can make it seem
like it never existed?
isn't it wild
isn't it phenomenal
isn't it crazy
how simply going home
can make me want to die?
It’s so hard
to live in a place
that’s eating you alive.
Sirena May 2015
Dear mom,
Your taste in men is pathetic
I your gay daughter have a much better taste in men
These men where do you find them?
Jerks.com ?
Every relationship is worst than the one before
Every relationship starts right after the last one ends
Dear mom,
You're so beautiful so strong
I your daughter admire you
The strength to keep you going where do you get it from?
Every bill gets pay some how
Everyday I see you struggle to make life for us easy
Mom can you find someone that'll treat you how you deserve to be treated?
Can you find a real king ?
Mom can you be patient and let your king come to you?
Mom let these men know your worth
Mom please I beg you
Love yourself
Like you love us
I wrote this a while ago
Sirena Apr 2014
Not the best
Not perfect
None can you make you laugh
None may make you feel so unsure
None is so mysterious
None may make you get goosebumps in those places
-SAMM
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