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Without even trying
She commands my attention
Her body and mind
The worlds most beautiful inventions
And I have every intention
Of showing her
Just what a masterpiece
Every inch of her
Is.
 Jan 2015 heather leather
Creep
It is snowing today...
How fitting.
You came in and took me like a blizzard,
Left me in awe,
Blew me around,
Showed me your love,
And I showed you mine.

But you blew away, left.
Remnants of you remain,
Clean,
Pure,
Beautiful.
Then, contaminated,
Polluted,
And finally,
Gone.
Particularly for anyone. Sorry I can't write today. I have a lot on my mind.

happy little pill
by troy sivan
It was an extravagant...
...*******.*

© 2015 J.S.P.
Draft.
Love's light
illuminates a path

The Soul
yearns to take

If only
she would see
1/19/2014
Do not mistake his small acts of flirting for affection
Remind yourself that he does this with everyone
Do not stop reminding yourself until you believe it
Guard you heart
Do not let him hear how loud it is beating when you lock eyes with the moon
He has fallen in love with everything but you
He is only trying to get to manhood a little faster
Do not mistake his small acts of flirting for affection
Remind yourself that he does this with everyone
*Do not stop reminding yourself until you believe it
WHY THE **** WOULD YOU PROMISE TO BE MY ROCK IF YOU WERE SO UNSURE OF WHAT YOU WANTED. WHY THE **** WOULD YOU GIVE A BROKEN GIRL YOUR WORD IF YOU’RE ALREADY BROKEN YOURSELF. MAYBE BECAUSE YOU'VE ALWAYS HAD THE LUXURY OF HAVING SOMEONE PICK UP THE ******* PIECES FOR YOU. BUT THE BAND AIDS ARE LOSING THEIR STICK AND I’M RUNNING OUT OF PATIENCE SO IF WE’RE JUST AN AVALANCHE THEN TAKE ME WITH YOU AND MAYBE AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS MOUNTAIN YOU’LL MAKE UP YOUR MIND AND WE CAN PUT BACK THE PIECES TOGETHER.
Freshman year I thought
when I get out of here, I'll know everything
Sophomore year I think
these teachers know nothing
Junior year I'll think
who needs school anyway
By Senior year I have dropped out

I learned
From math to
Science to
Reading to
Art to
Health
But learned nothing in
How To Love

I see teenagers crying
Brokenhearted
They lost their innocence but that's the least of their worries
I see my mother
Single taking care of four
Every man walked out on her
She said she'd never leave us
I discovered that that isn't her choice
To make
Death decided I'm better off alone

Teachers please,
Teach me how to let my guard down
At least long enough for people to fall in love with all the flaws of my personality
Teach me how to let someone hold me when I need to be held
Teach Me how to trust others not to hurt me
OH PLEASE!
**Teach me how to love
Long but its how I'm feeling at this moment so please read and give me feedback
Everyone is so sick and tired
of being sick and tired.

I'm sick of writing poems
for the same person,
and I long for the day,
where I completely stop feeling
the constant necessity
to reach out to them.

I'm tired of not being able
to say the word "love"
and I wish every night,
that I will eventually have the courage
to scream it from the summit
of every building
in the whole world.

Oh, we complain,
and we ache,
but in the end,
nothing's changing,
and we're the same
useless beings
we were before.

You're sick tired
of being sick and tired,
but when will you actually
do something about it?
wrote this months ago but whatever I guess
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