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 Feb 2015
Jade Anne
there was actually nothing beautiful
or poetic about it
you shattered my ******* heart
(unknown)
 Feb 2015
Jade Anne
it was summer when i met you.

the sun glistened off your teeth and your smile was magnetic, your hair sat perfectly around your face, your eyes were the brightest blue i’ve ever seen and when you spoke to me, i could barely breathe and my heart would pound a million miles a minute, i can’t stop smiling.

a year later and i was calling you mine, your hair is getting very long now and your eyes are still bright, you smile less now, but it’s still magnetic and when you spoke to me, i could still barely breathe and my heart was still pouding a million miles a minute, i can’t stop smiling.

it’s been two summers since i met you, your pull your hair back now, i wouldn’t know if your eyes are brght anymore because you won’t look at me, sometimes i catch a glimpse of your smile but it’s not for me, you don’t speak to me anymore, i no longer call you mine and i cannot breathe, my heart is pounding a million miles a minute and i can’t stop crying.
(j.a)
 Feb 2015
Roger Turner - Poet
Five hundred fifty seven people
Help populate this place
I know most of them by their first name
And I know most every face
We have three stops signs
Two traffic lights and seventeen dead ends
Most folks here are family
The others...real good friends
Our welcome sign's hand painted
Turned it out in fifty nine
Back when the township had expanded
Past the Mason township line
You see, I'm the local sherrif
Been voted in for thirty years
No one really wants to do it
You see, the town is in arrears
We've got one cop, a judge as well
A fire chief and jp
The thing that makes us different
Is that all of them .... is me
I'm the sherrif in a one horse town
That's up the creek without a paddle
You see, I do not own a horse
And I can't afford a saddle
We're mostly all retired
A few run stores and others farm
Since we're mostly all related
No one does each other harm
Our crime rate...nonexistent
You see, a bank's one thing we lack
And if somebody steals stuff
We just make him give it back
Our town has zero growth here
In fact our growth's recessive
Years back our former mayor once said
"We make the Amish look progressive"
We've a diner on our main street
Been there since nineteen forty one
Was opened by May Willicott
Her boy was fighting 'gainst the huns
Next door to her the library
the post office , then city hall
One thing you will not find here
Is a shiny shopping mall
Most folks here don't use money
We just barter and we trade
We closed the bank a few years back
Best decision that we made
Each year we make a purchase
Spend some money, not too much
We buy a book for the town library
We buy some magazines and such
On July 4th we celebrate
Independence Day as planned
We have a picnic in the town square
And folks listen to the band
Two banjos, drums a bass and horn
two guitars and one kazoo
Three singers from the local church
rock the old "red white and blue"
You can't find us on google
There's no road map shows we're here
But I'm the Sherrif of a one horse town
That wayward drivers fear
You could say that we're a speed trap
We're set up to get you twice
We'll catch you speeding coming in
And on your exit...just as nice
We bought the land outside the town
About 500 yards each way
And we dropped the speed to twenty
It's on the sign...as plain as day
It might be hidden by a bush or two
But it's there as sure as not
We take credit cards and cash as well
We make you pay when you get caught
You see I'm Sherrif in a one horse town
We have everything we need
There's no reason for a visit
But if you do ....reduce your speed
I wanna leave die with a sword going through my neck
There is nothing more painful that living this life filled with daemons
No worth for kind hearted souls
Great souls never live they suffer til there is no more
You do everything you can to help and love but all you get is pain and misery.
My heart beats no more and painted in black full with hate.
Emotions no more flows as the source became stone.
Just rip my heart out and make me bleed.
All thats left is to think of the time of my own dimies.
Nothing matters to me anymore and being bad is no more an option it's a choice that has to be taken.
cold blood gets you through the pain and fills the hole that people through at you with their evil and hate.
 Feb 2015
Beebz The Queen
the truth about love is



          it leaves right when you are comfortable


the other truth is



          love is not forever no matter what they say


the truth about death is



          it doesn't even hurt that long


the final truth about it is



          *i hope mine is today
 Jan 2015
Chelsey
I'm like a tornado, spinning round
and round, bringing everyone down,
destroying whatever I touch.
When you look in my eyes,
do you see a tattered soul,
a crippled heart?
Or just the monster that I've become?
They say that what doesn't **** you makes you stronger,
but I am weak,
and I am tired.
All of this spinning has made me dizzy.

I'm like a tornado,  
bringing everyone down
in my righteous path of self-destruction.
I cannot **** my monsters for they live within
But, they do come out when my hope grows dim
They lick up the tears that rest on my cheeks
Trying to force me to believe that I am weak
But only a child who has lived a life of comfort would believe that
Yet, I have lived through the roughest of paths
So every time they bite my heart, and tear another little chunk apart
I try and concentrate and restart
Remember where I belong, and why I still live
And how to make it through without bringing upon myself the greatest of sin
I refuse to die, especially by my own hand.
For I have survived the attempts and have been given my second chance
And I will sometimes succeed to fail
For if I do not allow myself to fail, I will always fail to succeed and prevail
So let my battle with my monsters touch your heart
And teach you as well, that there is always a new place to start
Because one thing I have always understood
That once you are gone, you're gone for good.
 Jan 2015
Vanessa Gatley
u are that 1 monster i cant stand
  Appearing in my dreams even
    I hate how ur claws have made marks on me
Left scar  imprints on my heart too
       My mind is ******* up
 Jan 2015
Beebz The Queen
i thought that destroying myself
was the way to save you from who i am inside
but it turns out, harming me
destroyed you more than i ever managed to hurt myself

maybe if i had hid it from you better
you never would have seen the scars and cried
youd have never heard me puking
i destroyed myself, but you are a part of me
 Jan 2015
Sarah
Darkness swarms around your
god forsaken lifeless body
The demons come out to play
Rattling your mind
Scratching at your soul
Tearing at your heart


Overthinking comes about
In the early night
The demons are here to stay
Sitting in your mind
Deteriorating your soul
Killing your heart

                                                
4:00 a.m.
bags under your eyes
The demons rest
Leaving your mind
Crawling from your soul
Dancing out your heart


for what a great job they have done
by Leaving you weak and numb
night time for an insomniac
 Jan 2015
Beebz The Queen
I tune the radio to a station I know won't come in.
Because it sounds just like the ocean to me.
And a fake ocean is far better than no ocean at all.
It sounds like a place so far away from here, so free.

I place blankets over my curtains, which are over my windows.
Because it makes me feel safe when I sleep.
And a bit of sleep is a lot better than none at all.
It seems this new habit I've formed, I'll keep.

I run outside every single time it rains.
Because the cold jars my lifeless body awake.
And some feeling is nicer than no feeling at all.
It hopefully cleanses me, for I know my soul's at stake.
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