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Music* is
my motivation
for life.

Life is
my motivation
for poetry.

Poetry is
my motivation
for love.
Give you everything I am,
Let you in
Practically give myself to you
dragged it out for just over a year
and you choose to tell me now
Good ******* job you ****
*******
You come to me in a memory
You come as something broken
Something lost
Something long gone
You come as a message in a bottle
However the bottle broke
And the message is soggy
You come like midnight
Dark
A little too quiet
Or a little too loud to be happy
You come as a barrier
You get in the way of me moving forward
You come like an ice cold winter morning
A little too frozen to fix with coffee
You come as a memory of who I was
You come to tell me what I'm not
You come to me when I think I might be alright
But I'm not
You come to me in a memory
To remind me that's all I've got
A memory of something I lost
It makes me sad to see how fragile your happiness can be.
I wish I could see you smiling for ever.
Not because you are the most beautiful when you smile, you are still beautiful in your pain.
I just wish you never had to know pain.
I want you to be happy because you deserve it.
For each and everyone of you, you deserve to be happy
There it is again, that brutal heartbreak,
a blinding pain, that I can't take.
This isn't what I wanted to do,
I thought I was planning, on fighting for you,
but no, this time, I put your happiness first,
though all the pain, makes it feel like I'm cursed.
This time I won't, get in the way,
of your happiness my love, no, not on this day.
My palms, they sting, but I know this is right,
I won't tell you, what I want to tonight,
instead I'll suggest, you be happy with him,
and let my blood glisten, in this light oh so dim.
to think i thought you were too good for me
but in the end i realized
it was the other way around
it was i,
who was too good for your mind games.
it was i,
who was too good to be treated like that.
it was i,
who was too good to feel unworthy.
it was me all long,
who was too good for you.
I wish to stop feeling like I am nothing
Because feeling like I am nothing
Only leads to doing nothing
Even where there is not nothing
To do
And feeling like I am nothing
Only causes everyone else
To view me as nothing
So maybe the only way to stop feeling like nothing
Is to become nothing
For those days, like today, when I feel completely and utterly worthless...
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