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 May 2016 Jocie
Candy Noire
Tainted
 May 2016 Jocie
Candy Noire
Tainted, by my own weakness
I have loved and lost again
I am stuck on conversations
I find no closure
For you left without a word
A ghost, you slipped away
Nothing left of you no more

I keep searching for you in strangers
But they only scratch the surface
And I never find your soul in them
I keep looking in their eyes
Trying to reclaim the light
For I've been domed to darkness since you left

It's this urge
It's this wound you left
I've been bruised since then
Cause no one does it just like you
It's this spark
I've been craving it
I'm searching for something
Cause you hit me like lightening

History, only keeps repeating
I'm stuck in this cycle
I'm trapped in my own bad habits
I find no one's here
For they always turn away
A ghost, you haunt my head
And I am left jaded again

I keep getting drunk with strangers
But they only make me nervous
Cause I know just what they want from me
I keep dodging their eyes
So they can't see that I'm lying
Cause unlike you, they'll never have a hold on me

It's this hurt
It's this emptiness you left
Trying to move on since then
So I can find someone better than you
It's this knowing
I'm so used to this
I'm searching for affection
Cause you make me lose direction.
 May 2016 Jocie
Lost
Please,
Please,
For the love of God and my self esteem,
Do not
Under any circumstances
Compare me to another girl.

You see when you do this
My heart sinks.
My chest gets tight.
My through clenched.
My eyes sting.
My gut feels like it was struck by a first.
And my self confidence
Is nonexistent.

It doesn't matter who you are
Who she is
Or what my relationship to either of you is.
Just don't do it.
Being told that someone is better than me in any way
And that I am not good enough to be equals with them
Leaves me broken
And more depressed
Then you'd expect.

She
May be a better singer;
She
May be prettier;
She
May have enough to be perfect to someone.

Me?
I feel worthless
24/7.
And knowing that someone
Thinks less of me when compared to someone else,
Imagine
How you would feel
Knowing
That you are not ever going to see yourself excel in that area
Ever
Again.

So please,
Please,
For the love of God and my self esteem,
Do NOT
Under ANY circumstances
Compare me to another girl.

Thank you,
Insecure and pitiful
 May 2016 Jocie
Bianca Reyes
I write
And
Write some
More
Write so
That
I start
Bleeding
On pages
And
Continue writing
Until
I forget
That
I write
Only
About you
Shared on Hello Poetry
On
May 16, 2016
By
Bianca Reyes
All rights reserved
No
no
no
You are wrong.
About me.
You have always been one for anger,
violence and oppression
You have always been one
to lash out against others who
don't agree with you.
You say it's possible to change,
I've been waiting for years
This abuse,
this warfare
is my life now.
I wish I could go back
to a time
when I could be myself.
But,
like many other things
it just isn't possible
You have wrecked me.
My life
my soul
my hope
my dreams
my aspirations
my everything
you have made depression
a ******* reality
You ******* my life,
stirred my family,
and caused nothing but raw hate from me.
You are so cold.
So unforgiving
You preach about the "good lord"
where was he when you were on top of me?
YOU ARE A ******* *****
do you know that, dear sir?
YOU HAVE NO RESPECT FOR HUMAN LIFE
did god tell you that yet?
YOU ARE A VICIOUS ****** WITH A FIST
that's really quite scary.
I am so tired of you
I am going to leave soon.
From you,
from all of this.
And when I'm gone,
you''l have to wonder,
"Where did I go wrongGgGgGg?"
Well let me tell ya,
you went wrong
the very day
you met me.
*****.
I ******* hate you.
Everything about you.
Everything.
I'm breaking down.
can you see my cracks?
I feel so alone.
You told me that.
I have gotten darker by the day,
and I don't care if I stay in this world.
I'm losing all I care about,
because your hate is like poison.
It spreads.
Through me,
through mom,
through the whole **** family.
And you sit there,
on that god forsaken couch
gorging yourself in snacks and sweets,
expecting the world to bow
before your swollen feet
I am angry "dad"
I am upset.
You will feel it soon.
I can promise you that.
You have nothing but a dead son coming,
better start planning.
And if you touch my sister,
death is coming
goodbye, Mr "dad"
*I'll see you in hell
 May 2016 Jocie
woolgather
Retiring from reality, I am once more,
To close my doors and open what's another;
Fall into a very deep slumber,
Fall into a world where mine's all power.
You seem of a distant dream,
I think that's why I can't get you off my head.
Now, I play my tuneless hymn,
Now, I become what is already dead.
You are my rise, you are my fall.
You make me feel good then toss me on the floor.
Though I know you reached your toll,
I still hold you amidst reality's terror.
I know we can never be counted as one,
I know we can never be real,
So here I am, screaming with words,
Trying to tell you what I feel.
Although none I say seem relevant to you,
Losing this game seems more relevant, too,
Jactitating for nothing sounds fair to be true,
Obfuscating the fact that love is my waterloo,
None I say, is relevant, still,
But I know, my love is real;
Farewell, my love, though it's just a deal,
I hope I see you in my dream's reel.
See you in my dreams.
?
 May 2016 Jocie
Stranger Blue
Love
 May 2016 Jocie
Stranger Blue
Never fall in love...
Jump gracefully in.
 May 2016 Jocie
rekojeth
I’m forsaken
Someone please save my soul
I’m forsaken
Someone  help me I’m trapped in this hole.

I’m a goner
Somebody help me breath
I’m a goner
Somebody save me from death.

Somebody! Something!  Help me
My soul is drowning unto death
Somebody! Something! Help me
I’m running out of breath

I’m weak and slaved by them
They used me then they throw me out
I’m a lame and so they tormented me
I lived in this world with my sight so dim.

I am forsaken, I am lost
I can’t feel something, my heart was frost
Someone help me
Don’t let me be.
 May 2016 Jocie
Vanessa Gatley
I am the flowers
You are the dirt
The pollen
people allergic to you
 May 2016 Jocie
Mason Jay
boy or girl
that’s what defines
tells you which
of the bathroom lines

ladies first
men are last
why is this
how we’re classed

does it matter
I think not
must be the mad hatter
for my crazy thoughts

can’t we all
just be the same
must we play
the gender game
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