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 Aug 2013 anonymous
theaphile
You allow your insecurities to swallow you up and define you -
transforming you into something
weak and dangerous.
Be careful young one,
for the journey ahead
will tease and abuse
these insecurities
and play with them
as they play with you
and your
mind..

Congratulations.

You have now shed your false skin and exposed your true colors,
for deep inside, was a demon
plagued by trauma
plagued by sin and
plagued by drama.

She now seeks to wreak havoc on those around her and those who cared for her,
but they shun.

Depressed, shunned.
Depression.
They laugh. She run.

I myself can see that she is desperate.
Desperate for help and change and peace.
Desperate to find herself.
A lone animal behind
that facade
that everyone had abandoned,
and although she wants help, she's not sure how to accept it.
Self destruction becomes her monotonous path,
and you watch as she kills herself.
No blade, no gun.

Just, naturally.
It was her destiny.
-c.m
 Aug 2013 anonymous
athirah aziz
she stood with her feet buried in the sand
as she watched the foamy waves kissing the shore

she took another step
and felt the foamy waves crashing on her feet

she took another step
     and another
     and another
   and felt herself in the depth of the ocean

she drowned her thoughts and emotions in


   ...and was never found again.
 Aug 2013 anonymous
Jemimah
Courage is more than a feeling

Faith is more than a prayer

If you can't do it fearless -

                             *Do it scared.
 Aug 2013 anonymous
Morgan
I think I mistook your hate for love. All the lessons that you taught me just aren't adding up. Check plus for cuts that are deep enough and check plus for ribs that stick out of my skin. X minus for the baby stretch marks at the tops of my thighs. X minus for the desperate look in my tired eyes. Nothing ever felt right when you were in my bed. I know there's more to a relationship than hiding under the sheets. I think you had a list of evil instruction in your head. I don't think you meant to hurt me but you did. No one could fall into you without falling apart and I value my bones at their strongest so I dropped out while I still could. I dropped out, out of you. I've just got better things to do
These are the kind of thoughts that I feel like I need to swallow
because they're on a level of pathetic that I can't even admit to myself.
It's that level of pathetic that really makes a person naked.

The deep dark corners of a person.
It's the trigger of the first tear.
And it all boils down to you.

Your simple acknowledgment of self scares me.
Your self-awareness kills me because
it brings you closer to realizing
that you can do better than me.

*And then what do I do
with this epic love I feel for you?
I miss you
I heard the remorse in your voice as you said it.
Well, sweetheart, I guess I could say I miss you too.

I *miss
your judgemental demeanor
And your pugnacious attitude.

I miss you treating me like ****
And your constant complaining.

I miss your vicious words
And your pointless insecurities.

I miss your pissy glare
And your interrogating questions.

I miss your painful attempts at saying sorry
And especially your violent movements.

And do you remember the first day you came into my life?
Oh, love, how I wish I could have missed that too.
 Aug 2013 anonymous
Morgan
Shedding
 Aug 2013 anonymous
Morgan
Well I don't believe in a god but there's gotta be someone to thank for all the ***** & all the shows & all the friends that make the pain fall right out of my skin
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