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I spent so long worried about what I could give Whether I was giving enough How many people I was giving to Pieces of myself Breaking apart Little by little Piece by piece
I want to die. It's been a while since I said that out loud The screaming voices of the world have sworn me to secrecy But it’s true. I’m not afraid to say it Not afraid to accept the inevitable
It's been a year. Things still make me miss you. I can't say anything out loud thoughBecause saying it out loudMeans that itIs true.  
He sits upon his lofty throne, with a crown all rusty gold; Watching darkness all around; Empty halls, lit no more, all joy gone.   Sunlight beckons, birds, bees, flowers- His heart responds,
I don’t want to be quiet anymore,    (that really bothers me.) I want to fill the silences and make people smile. I don’t want to be lost anymore.
I’ve learned to fear wanting too many things. The selfishness I’ve harboured as a child has melted from a stain to just a bruise. The phrase “I want” used to spill from my mouth like blood from a wound The world could see.
That heavy cigarette scent, intertwined with his cologne, lingered in the little space between us.
You are what made me. You are what brought me to my knees. You are what rose above me in triumph. You are my downfall.   I am what made You. I am what made You able to tower high above me.
A message comes out of nowhere... "Hey girl, what are you up to rn?" Seems perfectly safely unsafe, but I answer anyways. "Oh, you know, nothing much."
I want you. I want all your nooks, All your crannies, All your smiles, your tears, your hugs, Your kisses.
The heart of a lover, eyes of a cheater. Stomach of the deprived, longing for a taste that is sweeter.   The smile of a friend,
I am unable to recast The same sun that rose  The day that was our last This isn’t what I chose Glass between our paths I had you in my grasp
Forgive my reach I can't stop I know I should But I can't stop We pick our fruits From the places we love But seasons change
Was it my fault that you didn't tell me I was spending too much time away? Was it my fault I couldn't read your mind? Maybe I'm the fool.
  My heart is not of men to others take, Nor battle for deceptive perjury That swear the men that thee a statue make, Else I become thy victim’d sorcery. The army of a thousand perfect heavens
Tell me what you want,And I promise I won't give it to you.   I know, it's harshI know, it's not what you thoughtI know, I love you  
I feel a spark inside it ignites when i feel your lips on mine.   I see the look in your eyes when your fingertips press against the curvature of my neck.   There is warmth
She has a heart for you. Her heart is as deep and wide as the ocean, though her mind is greater. Her mind is an infinite expanse like the universe and that’s what you fell in love with.
The earth sits, bare. How it wishes for there to be One to bring water to the deserted field. Let the seeds of the beautiful flowers and trees Grow and grow until the bareness can no longer be seen.
No one ever falls on purpose, I knew you were no good for me, but I ignored what was under the surface. I was told you were a flirt, but that is what reeled me in. You acted intrested, so I put up my guard again.
It's 20 minutes to sunrise I'm watching the sun kiss every inch of your skin as it awakes from its slumber and peers through the window Skin that only God could have molded with red clay from the earth
I want your kisses in the rain I want your love on bad days I want your fingers intertwined with mine I want to hear you sing Watermelon Wine I want your touch I want your laugh
you wanted to see my room you burned so sweetly underneath you sat like fallen leaves laid bare the trees outside my door
I wish to be like a tree Have the sun provide all my energy I crave to destroy what I was before In order to become something more beautiful, a part of nature. Instead I'm human  The worst of them all 
What do we fear the creepy crawlies under our bedor is it the wondrus voice inside our headkilling my thoughts until braindead 
I want to feel you under my skin. I want you to push your palms into my cartilage, Make my ligaments ache for weeks, Months,  Years.   Centuries from now, 
Enough. It's a word that describes something we can never have. It doesn't matter what it is. It could be friends, clothes, beauty, happiness, money and more.
All i need is something simple Yes my family and friends make my smile gain dimples But I need something more Our world takes it for granite but it's something i long for It's deep to the core
All i need is something simple Yes my family and friends make my smile gain dimples But I need something more Our world takes it for granite but it's something i long for It's deep to the core
I've spent a lifetime in this room.Certain sources of light.Various lamps have come and gone,all lasting different times.Wherever they have been placedin the dark box that is my room,
They say “you’re too young.”  How do they know? They can’t see what’s in our heads; they can’t understand what we feel. It’s all cliché, it’s all true. I know the difference between a want and a need.
I want  to go You're telling me that there's an island lost at sea Lost with me? Lost but free.  Can't live without? Can't do without? But that's all I want. All I want is to get out.
Something I can't live without isn't hard to choose he is one of many I don't want to lose. He spends his time loving and caring for me all while hoping I set myself free. He does not judge, he does not hate,
Want and need. Simple words, but refer to greed. What is it that you want? Money? Friends? Family? Solitude? What is it that you need? Money? Friends? Family? Solitude?
I don't want to say you're all I need.That I can't live without you.  That when we fall asleepI match my inhale to yours. I want to say that I exist on my own.That I can standwithout your arms around me.
All I need is the motivation, the motivation to get up in the morning, the motivation to keep getting up in the morning, the motivation to get up every morning. The motivation to make it
On a desert island or a crowded city street The cold in my heart, the ache in my feet One among many or a single body all alone The inability to change the tone Couldn't matter less if I have in my heart
Need gets confused with want You ask me about it, and I can’t respond For need changes in time
I sit up at night with you on my mind... Minutes, hours, I lose track of time. Your beautiful face, your flawless skin I pray to be with you before my 'amen' Your smile can light a bright spark in this heart,
All we own All we want We forget What we got   This stuff Not worth a penny It’s all loss See the reality   You can take my money Take my stuff
my safe haven has always been the library, nestled among shelves upon shelves of beautiful, beautiful books old with new and new with old a mixture of the best and the worst of society,
What is
What do folks mean. When they say; I WANT MY COUNTRY BACK? Was it ever gone? Where did it go? Can we make time. Go back? ~ Ricardo
Whisps of ashy gray smoke occasionally drift over the walls. Sometimes, when the wind blows just the right way, I can smell the charred, silent world outside of my fortress.
"Love is not about possession, love is about appreciation" If you love the most beautiful flower, why would you pick it? It would die. It would cease to be the thing you love. So why?
 i catch chances I need
Tick tock, goes the clock, as I'm just waiting For your mind to click, realize, and see I want you. I feel the bittersweet sting. Wish you would feel the same way about me.
This sadness. I feel my chest being crushed ever so slowly. Pushing harder and slower. Farther and lower. My heart throbs like a beating drum before battle.
Love. One word. That has so much meaning and power behind it. I mean, I’m not even sure I know the value  of it is anymore. I thought I did.
  I am controlled by this Bryiana, What story has my face have told? Her very presence sends a chill of electricity down my spine
I wrote a letter, put it in a bottle
The world was spinning, or maybe it wasn't, maybe it was all just in the young woman's imagination
vertiginous thoughts occupy space                 in my head where there was none each thought jets by my naked eye                 shot from a smoking gun lascivious intents spew words
He loved me once Everyday he told me so.  Anytime of the day it didn't matter. Right there beside me or There in the middle of the day. space between us grew bigger and bigger
Want to be comfy want to be snugged is there any comfort at all?
we all want happiness is happines ... my job  my kids my spouse my relations with others my religious belief the question is if it is these things or all how to obatian them?
Your skin flaunted that of the moon A few bumps here and there But smooth and glowing
This is oblivion  Such is a state of limbo May one hope to leave
I want you to prove them wrong I want you to show them you're the one I want for everything to be ok I want to be able to say That I'm proud you did it I'm proud you did it on your own  
It is rare that a man Can come to terms with Surrender. It is in a unfair waisteland that a man can make sense of these thoughts that will hinder. Its uncomprehensible that
I'll explain, and I'll try not to weep as I speak. But please listen, and don't ridicule me. Things occur for a reason just like the transitions in every season. The love I have for Him has sprouted up, and will not wilt.
Follow me I will show where I hide All my favorite places Even those inside myself That nobody knows But you're something else I will let you see my soul Just follow me where I hide
You want to love me? Prove to me your ability. I'm stronger than most men, You think you can handle me? Ha, prove it to me. Push me against the wall, Rub you rough hands Against my soft skin.
judging people is never the key so why do people do it? well ill tell you, they do it because they have problems at home or something is wrong with them they want to be
Not a day that goes by without you on my mind The smile you showed and the voices you make You were something else, something I can take My dearest boy, you're the one to blame!
I don't want diamonds, and I don't want the world. I just want you to hold me close and tell me I'm your girl. Don't buy me a dozen roses or rings with big rocks. Go to the dollar store and buy me some colored socks.
I want to run away to some place beautiful Where the birds are singing And the trees are dancing. I want to run away to some place quiet Where the savage thoughts of my mind run silent
What is a want and need compared to a desire? i want money, need air,but you i desire for you are the one i want to acquire the one i want to see after work when im tired
Screw the people who break us down so much, that we become senseless and open If that’s an opportunity, damn, love, just consider me your token Let’s strip the truth of all its beauty
All I want  is to write beautiful words and to speak as if my tongue spun silk.
Habits can be good or bad They can make your moods range from happy to sad
Everyone, everywhere love me, desire me let me be in all of your wet dreams and fantasy men, women, all
A talk with my conscious   He like me I like him Ahhh, no I don't He's always on me. Giving me hugs What's wrong with that? I don't like him Or I'm not sure
Lonely, I can't remember reading the definition. An emotion that I,I've felt in constant repetition. My defense mechanism fits the repulsed credentials of the God above.
When asked what I want to be 20 years from now
Everyone, everywhere love me, desire me Let me be in all of your wet dreams and fantasy men, women, all alike I need to feel loved and wanted. if I wasn't so careful I would allow
She starves herself through the night Just to find her own experiences to write She strives for talent and strives for attention Just to be known by her word inventions   A girl deprived of her own dreams
My eyes They burn My mind It hurts   Hypocrisy Beating at my heart Lies Making my heart not want to beat   Stop it Please, stop it
You move on to greener pastures.
I’m extremely unfamiliar with the ability to want.
Before we begin with the poem, please note This poem to follow might make you all say, “Boo!” So before you all turn into the black coat I’m going to warn you, mob that you cannot sue.
Help me sing your lullaby                                            and                                                     kiss                                                                  me like you mean it.
If I ran out of the room. Would you chase me, and save me from my doom? Would you run after me?  
Do you know what you do to me? The way your smile lights up my world? Have you noticed your laugh is contagious? And that you’re my remedy?   I check my phone constantly,
Won't you stay the night? To call me your "short-haired beauty" again. To stay up all night with me and talk. To tell me things of your past, present, and future. To hug me, maybe kiss me.
I dream, One day you would want me. One day you would notice me. One day you would forget work. One day you would write me. One day you would study me. One day you would intice me,
Aching with no bruise, vena cava's clenching Heart gushing in resonant clicks. Stomach is a wolf Scratching at some meat. Reaching, but I fall Tumbling through the seas. Seas of endless,
You're the time taken up, I will never have enough. You're the words, flooding down, I see the ink, pouring out. You're the dreams I see at night, I can't explain this sense of "right."
The pain, the hurt, the awful, the words, the things that could come, the things I've so carefully not done. I'd let it all come flooding through, Just to hear you say to me, I love you.
There's nothing I wouldn't give, I'm still addicted... But it's not really me you love, It's my best friend... There's nothing I wouldn't have done, Anything for you... You're all I've ever wanted,
a song's on repeat, something's not right. this time you're the reason I cried myself to sleep last night. moving on doesn't come easy, at least not for me. I know it's something I've gotta do,
Take a second to breathe, to listen. To hear the laughing and the whispering. I get it, we all do, it's old news. I'm gay, yes it's true. Yet you don't understand, acting rude and all whack.
I want you to smile and laugh  to relish in the sunlight and love by the moonlight. I want you to visit my dusty bookshelf and read my favorite book and try to understand why it speaks to me.
Sometimes the earth dwindles so far into the canyon crevices of my palm. I can't make it out from the rest anymore. And I hope, just hope One day that it grows large enough to suit me. Longing for a place
I used to believe in 11:11 wishes,  Used to dream of midnight kisses,  I believed in these things and much more,  But all that was in a time long, long, before,  Before the boy ripped at my chest, 
  I want the boy with our baby cradled to his chest I want the girl wearing leggings and my sweatshirt I want someone  who will share food with me and let me barrow their fork
Days like this, I often debate, why'd I let you into this space, I kept so safe. We was always on and off so it was light switch for me to switch you off.
They say that pain is Weaknesses leaving the body But I've forgotten how to feel, Well most of the time, But when I so be engulfed in emotion, I've never needed you more.
You make promises that you never keep Break my heart,andmake me weep. Never do I protestI just ignore the pain,So that in your armsI can rest.  
First day of high school, I wore a dress to impress and I guess I was subjective to the people that I messed with, but it didn't stop there. People were staring at the waistline of my elastic that made me look fat.
What might be okay today  won't be okay tomorrow. When your mind allows impulses to take over,  it's like you're giving up,  you gave up your strength. Strength is usually what helps me through, 
My blood runs cold, My thoughts are dark, But you already know, And I've left my mark. Even knowing this, You can't stay away. You wanted one kiss, Now keep yourself at bay.
How much do I love you? How much do you care? What I would do for just your kiss and your stare? These questions frequently run through my mind. Sometimes it scares me, I wish I could hide.
“Life sucks. Then you die.” Said a father to his son The father was bored at the son’s baseball game The father never came to another one Only one vacation to the shore
in highschool i’ve had this nagging feeling of inadequacy I never have enough money to buy what i want and there is never enough time to sleep my licence is not coming quick enough i think i’ve had enough
You promised a chance A moment to prove, To leave all out on the court There is nothing to lose. Yet alone here I sit Observing, lightheaded, voice sore, The encouragement failing
I want a Son I want to witness my baby boy’s birth. I want to show him his promise, his worth.
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