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 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Joe Black
They say:
-Be yourself!
And later
They take you to shrink
I hunger for anything
A dangerous feeling
Greed to me beckoning
To devour myself in wanting

I hunger for all beings
Be it be beasts or non living
A horrible truth so appaling
Yet it keeps me craving

I hunger for what I had
I hunger for what I have
I hunger most for love
I hunger for everything I can't have
Greed is such a strong word
i can't swim.
you supplied me with pool noodles
and innertubes
to where i could kick my legs
but now i'm drowning.

it's been 6 months.
6 ******* months.
and still
every time i see your welcoming embrace
i can feel my lungs fill with salt water
it burns
but i can't stop going back

i am constantly reaching for the unattainable.
i want there to be a time
when the drowning doesn't feel comfortable
but i still have yet to learn
how to hold myself up

i have never felt the weight
of forcibly forgetting the love
to drain the water in my lungs

as i sit behind this flask
i am drowning myself
but at this point
i can't find dry land
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Cjf
july
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Cjf
playing with fire
as the saying goes
but you're not fire
at least not metaphorically anymore
you're the ocean
changing which way you decide to go & flipping it
around because you dont want to go that way anymore
you're so calm
but the waves take over you


you can have my wrapped around your finger
wrapped so tight that it hurts
hurts to do anything but become your slave
this ocean has me in it's depth
i can't even put up a fight
I'm no match against you
and you know it
how weak I am for you
you say the right things do the right things
and i can't help love what's killing me
so beautiful when youre calm
so breathtaking when youre at ease
slowly waving back and forth in a picture so serene
but the Tsunamis are quiet in the midst of their forming
I'm scared of you
you already destroyed me once
but you come back
those words always get me
you always get me
I'm a ******* slave for you
so pathetic
it's not even a game anymore
it's who can fall before they can't get back up
my bets are for the girl who can't swim
the girl who rides the waves rather then controls them
who goes under rather than surfs
she's weak
the sun heats your passion
dreaming of birds flying

trees tell my story
the ocean holds your heart
earth is your soul
 
You are the universe. 


Jl 2017
My life is the grey area between happiness and depression.
Just some sadness I need to write out happily.
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Deity
Kodak
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Deity
Talking myself out of suicide
I don't  want to ride so do I get to die?
And I don't even want to try.
I feel like I'm burning alive by being alive.
I wanted to buy mom a house and a ride
5 kids a picket fence and a be a trophy wife.
I wanted to honeymoon in Dubai
I wanted to make my family millionaires
I wanted to be so beautiful I get blank stares
I wanted to give everyone everything.
But how can I give if I'm worth nothing.

I'm sorry I just can't live like this.
I've been suffering since 96'
Everyone thinks I'm a *****.
So if I leave it will make no difference.

I'm getting scars from hot showers.
I can't be sober for more than an hour.
I'm named after a flower
But don't bring me Jasmines.
Just burn and scatter me at the Eiffel Tower.

I don't know, if I do this will I burn in hell?
Either way I will get dressed and beat my face.
If I'm the Hollywood of Holy Hell.
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Cat Fiske
delilah was my only love,
my only escape from this world,
a drive with her was all I needed to take the edge off,
no cigarette or drug could really do the trick,
nothing really worked to clear my head,
but delilah could.

delilah was my best friend,
never lied to me,
never went behind my back,
delilah was like an angel,
used to always help me get home and back,

delilah died.
and I killed her.
someone drove us off the road,
a third of a mile from my house.
and we hit rock bottom,
before we hit the tree.

delilah died,
going under twenty.
fifteen years old,
my first real love,
my first investment to better myself,
ripped from me.

Delilah the victim of accident,
left the world,
with two flat tires,
and a bent licence plate.
we took delilah outback,
and put her out of her misery.

r.i.p. 2001-05/12/2016
Delilah, my first car. the most money I spent on anything. is gone.

Delilah was a subaru outback and my escape from the world.
 Dec 2016 the lost girl
Ramin Ara
Five little flowers growing
In a row
The first one said
I am purple you know
The second one said
I'm pink as pink can be
The third one said
I'm blue like the sea
The fourth one said
I'm a  very red flower
The fifth one said
My color is yellow
Then out came the sun
Big and bright
And five little flowers smiled in delight
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