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 Nov 2016 Broken
Syblle Grinch
Maybe someday,
When nostalgia won’t be my only friend,
When my life won’t be solitary confinement,
My mind my cell,
My body my capturer.

Maybe that day,
When i will again feel
something other than a palette of sadness,
I will tell you i am happy.

And maybe on that day
or the first time in forever,
It won’t be a lie.
But that day is not today (i’m sorry).
 Oct 2016 Broken
Jocie
I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you.
I know... I know I'm not the best looking person, I'm not popular or well known, I'm not talented, I'll never be a good writer or poet. My poems are trash and I'm trash; I am my poems. Every word I've ever written for a poem is worthless just like every word I've ever said since I started talking. I'm done writing. Maybe I'll come back or maybe I won't. I've lost pieces of my mind that I can't find.
 Oct 2016 Broken
Damaré M
If I was blind I could still see you.
If I had no mind, my thoughts will still think of you.
Without legs I will be chasing you all over town until my arms become dead.
No lips but I will still yearn for your kiss.
Picture me without a face, yet grinning everytime you open your arms for my embrace.
What if I had no hands? I will still hold onto my every plan, to be your perfect man.
One day I will be without a heart; however, loving you like I did from the start.
 Oct 2016 Broken
elizabeth
I like when you show
That you care,
I really do.
You don't even realize
How happy it makes me
When you defend me,
When you protect me,
When you hug me tightly
Telling me "It's okay."
Even now, I mentioned
I missed talking to you;
You swooped in and
Decided you were going
To make it right.
So now we're talking more.
Once again, my wonderful
Best friend and I
Are enjoying our friendship.
It brings me joy
To hear you laugh,
To see you smile,
To listen to you sing
Melancholy love songs
And songs that we both love.
I just wish that our talks,
Our hugs,
Our games,
Our singing,
Our jokes,
Our songs...
I just wish they would turn
Into something more.
October 29, 2016
I've fallen even deeper into this pool that I've made full of love for you, and I can't get out.
 Oct 2016 Broken
iambruised
people come and go in my life
it seems more like
my heart is just another door
though i had never counted
those who left
until it was you

lately i've been meeting a lot of new people
funny how i seem to be a new different person now
that you're gone
it seems like i'm trying so hard
to replacing the void that you left
with every single pieces of new people
in hope that that would be
a bit of them that would
remind me of you
and make you seem whole again.

lately i've been meeting a lot of new people in my life
'are you seeing someone?'
'where's your significant someone?'
they would ask.
'nope. i have none',
my mouth says.
but how come my thoughts wander back to you.
and my heart breaks everytime i say it.
and i've become more numb the more i say it.


*we were never a thing.
hell, i'm not even sure you ever loved me.
but how come it felt so real?
how come it could hurt this much?
 Oct 2016 Broken
Alienpoet
Princess 6

In the aching heart of tormented years
he holds a picture
Like scarification of a her face tattooed in his mind
Autumn leaves turn to summer rain
If he could draw her he would with sunshine
and a rainbow halo but all he has are charcoal
Black like his soul without her
If he could turn the page on his story
He'd move on
But sometimes love is desolation
and there is no consolation.
 Oct 2016 Broken
Cassidy Morris
I feel alone
but i'm not..
I hurt
but no one is hurting me..
I just don't feel right
I don't belong here
the lingering question, why..
Why do I feel this pain..
I want it to go away
Trying so hard, but it just comes back so much stronger
Pulling down
Knowing my weaknesses
I cry..
but no tears
Just left with broken pieces on the ground that I can't pick up..
 Oct 2016 Broken
curlygirl
the hardest
part of
letting someone
you love
go is
making yourself
stay away
 Oct 2016 Broken
Rapunzoll
my mother always said
"don't fall in love with a poet"
they pretend to love you
but what they really love
is writing about loving you
you are mere words to them
feelings cheapened by a page,
dusty grey typewriters,
and many unfinished drafts
of lovers both old and new,
you are the question mark,
but not the answer,
they are searching for ?
person unidentified: mystery
the page wanderer,
each poem a missing
person poster to cover their
bedroom walls.
they cannot love something
that is in their head
poets are the loneliest of
all people, my mother said.
they write to immortalize
what has long passed.
to live within their words,
but not reality,
lost souls writing suicide notes
and proclaiming it art.
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NOTE: i've noticed people sharing this to other sites without having spoken to me about it beforehand, I do not give permission for this and all poems are copyright, keep this in mind.

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my mother never actually said this to me, but i figure i'll probably end up saying it one day if i have children.

it's pessimistic yes, but i know there are exceptions. please don't take to heart. it's more a criticism of myself than all poets. :)
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