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I give up on love
I give up wondering whether or not me and the guy I am with are going to last forever
I give up on the little things that make a girl smile now but eventually end up hurting her in the future
I give up on the kisses
I give up on the hugs
I give up on the happiness that comes when you fall in love
I give up on feeling what the other person is feeling
I give up anniversaries and dinners to meet parents who will always find a reason as to why you are not good enough for their son
I give up on special moments and promises
I give up getting close to somebody just so they can break me into a million pieces
I give up being emotionally lonely
I give up being ignored
I give up on everything that has to do with love
I can't keep doing this to my heart anymore
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: June 22, 2011 Wednesday 1:25 PM
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Jacob Christopher
It never was that I loved a cigarette,
more than you.
Just that I knew every morning,
when I rolled over,
my smokes would still be on the nightstand.
But your keys would be gone.
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Taya
You're my addiction
my guilty pleasure
everything you are
is a treasure

I tell myself
to let you go
but the urge
to see you
overgrows

You're the only one
who makes my heart pump
And you're the only one
who can make it stop

All I see
is risk after risk
but what is life
without a little
danger?
After all,
you're no stranger
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Alexis
Salty tears
****** tears
******* tears
Dead tears
Heartbreak tears
Please come back tears
Tell me you're not gone tears
Why aren't you here anymore tears
It's too dark here tears
I can't find the words anymore tears
My mind is numb tears
I couldn't save you tears
Suffering tears
Please hold me tears
You're not coming back tears
  Aug 2015 Marci Ace
Mary Alexander
Here's a hint:
Don't fall into love.  
Whatever love it may be.
For you'll pause one day
You'll think to yourself
Why must this happen to me?
  Aug 2015 Marci Ace
Helen
no words could describe
her thoughts
no colours could paint
her pain
silently
she stood
beneath
the colourless
rain
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ThePoet
I don't wish
for myself to die,
but I wish that
I was never born
I wouldn't die
after I'm broken,
but I'd be dead
before I'm torn

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