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Eleanor Rigby May 2016
It is in the very feeling of hurt
That I begin
To feel
Nothing.


-- Eleanor
ashley Apr 2016
Please, baby, don't close the door.
I promise I can love you better than before.
Crying on my knees, please let me back in
Im dying to see your smile again.
Can't eat, can't sleep, can't breath without you.
Can't get myself to stop thinking about you.
No matter where I go and no matter what I do,
my mind always runs back to you, you, you.
For the record, my heart is sore,
broken and scattered across the floor.
I know just what to say, but not how to begin.
I'm dying for you to love me again.
All I want is our Molly nights,
and falling in love in the dim black lights.
My head in your lap, staring into your eyes.
Lost in you, I'm hypnotized.
Please, baby, don't close the door.
I promise I can love you better than before.
Mark Parker Mar 2016
The beginning of the end should begin with you,
but you're not the end of the adventure,
you're the only scene in a never-ending love story.
Summer Michelle Mar 2016
All I want is what I can't have
There's a plague in me

As I walk these streets
with the water soaking me
To the surface comes everything
that I kept buried

It feels like everything in me is collapsing.
I can feel the earth shake

It feels like I'm losing everything
I've ever held at an arms length.

Maybe it's meant to be
but I can feel it slipping away.


In this cold bitter storm
I walk in the streets.
When the drops of rain kiss my cheeks,
I close my eyes
And feel the things I hold in deep.
Ellery Anderson Mar 2016
I am waiting for the after life...
Not because I am sad or depressed or lonely or heart broken or even sick of this life
but because I think I will find significance there

You see, there is beauty in the darkness that has shaped our world
In all the evil, we will find an awareness that this isn't it
This has never been it
and I don't know why we fear the end as it isn't the end, not really, it is purely the foundation of something fresh

So, I am waiting for the afterlife so I can move on from the task of this life and begin the next....and then the next
For it is all worth something
Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
If you begin a game
Then you better make a plan
After which rules
it is that you play

Don't hope for the Prize
And don't expect to win
Just enjoy the game
And enjoy the company
This way you won't be hurt
When another player wins

So roll the dice
And let the game begin
Take a chance
And wait and see
What the result
Of this game will be...
The games we play in life...
AM Feb 2016
the more I push, the more I pull
I play smart but you made me a fool
the more I swim, the deeper I drown
I lost myself but it's you I found

falling hurts but it's the best part
you destroyed my walls with a single dart
baby won't you just walk away
before I beg and bribe you to stay?

dear Lord, I do not want to love again
but somehow with you, it quitely begins
Sombro Jan 2016
Let a cascade
Feel a little more like dew bubbles
Burst to be with you
On a sunny, lawdy day.

Let the crushed eyes
Be squeezed hands
One in the other
Swinging on the bench.

Let the red face
Be the choke of laughter
At the joke we sewed together
Frankensteined away.

Let the bitter teeth
Bite my lip
And take the inked promises
Into something with a life to lose.

Let the hanging head
Fall asleep on my shoulder.

What is such a pain,
But an ivory sheet
Where we may not sleep,
But lose blood?

What is birthing the new day together,
But another way to say I feel it,
But another way to begin again?
The fall told us to begin again.
Belle Victoria Dec 2015
the begin of a new year is coming sooner than we expected

everything will be different this time, a new and fresh begin
more demons to fight with and rare love to discover..

many rules to break and bend and new changes to take
old friendships will become new ones and some of them will just fade
more people will die this year and the end of the world is coming sooner
tears will fall and so will heaven, the angels and maybe even god..

it will be a year of grace, a princess will be born out of the ashes
she will rule the world with an honest heart and a bottle of cheap *****

this girl will be begging her loved one to stay with her this year
the moon would be crying without the love in the dark stars and nights

everything is new and everything is old everything is everything
I wrote this poem because you didn't
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