brokenhearted
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Push comes to shove
Paper to pen
Tears leave my cheek
Feeling the ocean's waves of emotion again
Sitting in the dark pit of my room
I look up at the ceiling
When I realized
Winter eyes cause wild storms.
Through the halls how they adore.
Fallen love and broken hearts
Hers is foam its blown apart.
In the light her beauty shines
To any other she could tell no lies
Liber watched the humans from above,
Wishing she could feel their love.
So she descended from the sky
Her beauty made the mortals cry.
She didn't deserve to hurt
She didn't deserve all the pain she felt from
Friends, Family, Teachers
She didn't deserve to be tormented and ostricized
Because of some scars on her arms
another relationship
another breakup
today, our one month anniversary
she breaks up with me
after isolating herself for days
blaming me
not even trying to fix things
Show, don’t tell,
They say in every English class ever
But who are they to
Hold me with a binding tether
My life is my own
The days after you left were like sunken hells in my bedroom.
I painted the walls rich reds and blacks using nothing but my feelings.
A sigh…above all to be thrown to shine not even a smile,
Remainder is a wreck wandering ‘in purgatory due ‘ a cyclone.
Cried the stars with ‘less scars there the equation is to groan,
She has a heart of gold
And yet, you throw it all away
You treated her as if she were nothing
Why should she stay?
She gave you everything
But, you made her feel empty
She was often blindsided
I stare into her eyes and they tell me all I need to know
but I ask anyways
Why do you push me away?
Why do I feel the way I do when I hold you?
My mind keeps replaying the mornings when i'd wake up with you on my mind.
2 hours away
getting ready, to look good--for you
getting butterflies in my stomach
I spend yet another night, jonsing for a kiss only you can give me, longing to be held only in your arms, wanting to cling onto you and lay down in our blissful silence, saying so much but at the same time, not much at all.
He said he likes her
She secretly likes him
He has many things in common with her
She is only the friend
He confesses and gets rejected
She is there to comfort him
First he wants you, then he doesn't want youHe says to let it flowBoy make up your mindIt's either a yes or a noOriginally I'm your girl then you say I'm just a friend
It hurts
Worse than getting hit in the face
It hurts
More than having to pack my bags and never come back
It just hurts
And there's nothing I can do
But that doesn't change the facts
It…was the first time…that I’d ever felt extramarital sex was a sin
Was the first time I’d tasted the bitterness of this forbidden fruit I’d always found sweet
Your hands which I’d always thought were warm chilled me to the bone
Guess it's true I'm notGood enough, I don't understandBut I never really wanted you to goI had to do it for myselfSecond thought, I left I had to goBecause deep down I avoided youBreaking my heart
If my love for you could be written into words or defined by actions
Then the moon will fall and the sun will turn cold as that has more of a chance of happening than I do with you.
Its her long blonde hair,
Softer than a pillow, smoother than silk.
Its her dark hazel eyes,
Reflecting pools of innocence and purity.
Its her shallow dimples,
You Lied
You Lead Me on
Man I thought I could trust you
Tought there was a reason you asked if I liked you
If I wanted to meet up
I thought maybe just maybe you to
Then you put me on the spot
If I can only write once, this is what I'd say from deep within...
The Pain within draws me into an abyss to deep for me to pull myself out of.
A glance from you shatters stars in the sky
The pieces crumble
They fall into the ocean, where they’re washed by the salt
Of the tears of men whose hearts you’ve broken before mine
I shall not shed a tear when your heart leaves mine
I shall not show the fear inside
I shall not miss your touch
I shall not miss your warmth near
I shall not miss your lips upon mine
You don’t want to invest the timeTime is nothing, you lieEverything was beautifulRoses in the garden,Cloudless skiesBut the raging clouds kept coming from your eyesOn that day,
Firm arms wrapped around my waist
Chocolatey skin I can almost taste
Your words caress my senses
But strangely provoke my defenses
These words you speak, are they even yours?
My head is taunted
By the ghosts of best friendships past.
There are no late night conversations,
or nights illuminated only by the T.V.’s light,
or “Call me anytime, I’ll always be there.”
No inside jokes
Blood drippingLegs closedArms coveredFeelings exposed
Hearts racingWounds unhealedMorbid thoughtsLips are sealed
Alone AloneYou left againA knife in my backIgnorant men
High school is an amazing experience
Parents aren't the liars I thought they were 3 years ago
I could do without all of the work, bad teachers, and ignorance
Well... high school is a pretty good experience
You said you care
But I don’t see you here
You said it was tough
You weren’t wrong
Are you my best friend
Or have you made myself
my own worst enemy
and you are far away
Bitches will be bitches. But what is a friend?
A Friend is someone you trust, would do anything for
A Friend is someone who you care about
-"Good things don't last forever,"
Said my mother.
"I know that now,"
I told her.
-The feeling of emptiness, clouding my thoughts
After, for a while, I mentally fought
As I tried to move on
The connection. The look in your eyes. The way you said you loved me, I miss all that. Others told me to stay away, said you were no good. I refused to believe, and fell for you. I fell for your smile, your voice, your caing words.
Once, a thought to be betrothed,
So long that was a thought ago.
To shift from love to vex right then,
Confusion over my heart's delicate den.
A kiss, a hug, embrace so sweet;
Never again to have that glee.
If only, if only we could go back to the way it was.
But everyone knows it never would have been the same anyways.
Never trust a dog who runs back to the owner who abuses him.
I was a boy who was so confused.
I felt like a hopeless toy.
The joy starts to flow like the skies of my light.
It's hard to reminisce the battle wounds.
It guided me through my shame.
We run towards the water
Racing through the sand,
Leaving footprints as memories to reminisce upon,
To reach where the waves
Kiss the shore
And get sent away
But come back every time –
I'm just a girl who is trying to find the answers. Lost in the dark wanting to find the light, but I'm not alone here. Something is in the dark with me, something painful, sad, and depressing. He goes by the name of Misery.
So I'm finally reunited with my friend at long last, She is a close and dear friend from my past. Back then, everytime we talked was a moment of bliss, I was always thinking, "Man, it couldn't get any better than this." You see, back then I was
I was close
So close
To letting you go
Then you came back
Back into my life
Told me how you love me
How you've missed me
So I return those truths
Hope boiling over
Now I sit here
I hate you. I want you out of my life. I lied.
I love you. I wanted to make things work. I tried.
Your actions as well as your words cut me deep.
I write because I was born in a place like hell
Where, I dare tell
Abuse is what my mother chose
After the finishing the bottle the anger arose.
There were usually some scars and bruises
Why is it that the one person you try so hard to care about
Can't seem to get the message through their head?
Are they blinded by emotion?
Does you even matter to them?
Life has become to stray
Wanting to go away forever and a day
On time for the first bus ride
Just because you are trying to hide
You left because your parents hate
Honestly they didn’t want you to become bait
Life experiences shaped me but ain't mold me
Till this day, I still remember what people told me
Told me I'd never be anything
I'd never rise
But now as I look, I see there's a part of me missing
I write to express the things I will never say. My thoughts of grief and joy. I write those feelings that others are wont to deny. I write when I feel broken, broken to where I am not certain of who I am.
These hands of mine
Carry the burden given by us all
The labor of surviving in the wild concrete jungle
Demonstrates itself in the form of sweat trickling
Pores widening, opening itself up to the world
There will be a day when you ignore someone you loved dearly.
There will be a day when you will never see who use to be your best friend.
There will be a day when you smile along with your worst enemies.
Once upon a time
there lived a boy
Raised in neutral conditions
Had a favorite toy
Didn’t have a lot of thing
That he could enjoy
Always been creative
And would never destroy
He grew up
Unrelenting tears of muscle
That reshape itself and this is
labeled as getting in shape
To endure such tears you need
hustle
Hustle to finish what you have started
Pause
Now go back to living
Like my dad did on rice and grits
Lost many and gained few to none new buddies
I don't call them friends
Trust and depend on them first
To rip apart my back and front
Plagued with infidelity
She fornicates in rhythms and melody
Driven by jealousy
In search of intimacy so she lies next to him
She says it isn’t love but she says it wasn’t lust
First glance
of eyes
opening,
Learned life
while running,
Sorrow
through the
times hoping,
Eyes closing
soft and slowly
My Brain, I want to shoot it.
My heart, I want to cut it.
For my feelings I don't want to feel one bit.
When these two things fight it out, it's hard to hear which one is screaming out loud.
To see the one I love, happy, means the world to me
Even if that means I've got to set him free
I love him
But he loves someone else
I will never fall in love for fear of a constantly harrowed heart
