sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 9:30am
12th Jan 2025 9:30am
Love Script
The pen ran dry, as all love seems.
The ink no longer pours, as it use to bleed.
Lead goes dull, and erasers fade.
But the words themselves, still cut like blades.
Handwritten or typed, they all have pain.
Some worse then others, some all the same.
The ink no longer pours, as it use to bleed.
Lead goes dull, and erasers fade.
But the words themselves, still cut like blades.
Handwritten or typed, they all have pain.
Some worse then others, some all the same.
#breakup
#heartbroken
#ILoveYou
#love
#relationships
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 7:32am
12th Jan 2025 7:32am
Cotton candy panties girl...
Sunlight shimmers through her hair!
She hasn't got a single fuck...ing care.
I follow her...every...where...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Can I lure her in my van?
I'll bet you puppies that I can!
I've always been her number...one...fan...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Cotton candy panties girl...
you ain't fooling anyone...
you're...a...nasty little...hater!
I will make you understand...
We all have feelings too...except you...
EXCEPT YOU! EXCEPT YOU!
I was normal once. I did try...
got my feelings...
She hasn't got a single fuck...ing care.
I follow her...every...where...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Can I lure her in my van?
I'll bet you puppies that I can!
I've always been her number...one...fan...
cause I'm her Stalker!
Cotton candy panties girl...
you ain't fooling anyone...
you're...a...nasty little...hater!
I will make you understand...
We all have feelings too...except you...
EXCEPT YOU! EXCEPT YOU!
I was normal once. I did try...
got my feelings...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#love
79 reads
4 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 00:53am
12th Jan 2025 00:53am
Polar
As your air frostbites
tears form with the overflow;
shaping icicles
from the emotions that rage
in the chambers of my heart.
tears form with the overflow;
shaping icicles
from the emotions that rage
in the chambers of my heart.
#heartbroken
#sadness
#tanka
32 reads
16 Comments
GypsyLove
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 1:26am
11th Jan 2025 1:26am
f**k you both
#anger
#disappointment
#heartbroken
42 reads
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michaelslove2
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 9:30am
10th Jan 2025 9:30am
"Skating On Porcelain"
Skating On Porcelain”
Sometimes I like the way
the carpeting feels on bare feet.
Other times I walk barefoot in the parking lot
not caring if I get cut.
Outside, at night, the moon has a ring
and the constellations fight for ultimate supremacy.
To the right, a flickering light,
most likely a candle.
The flame dancing around.
It makes me think of you.
My flame.
Now I skate on porcelain anymore with you
looking down on me.
You and that delicious smile.
I circle 'round and 'round and...
Sometimes I like the way
the carpeting feels on bare feet.
Other times I walk barefoot in the parking lot
not caring if I get cut.
Outside, at night, the moon has a ring
and the constellations fight for ultimate supremacy.
To the right, a flickering light,
most likely a candle.
The flame dancing around.
It makes me think of you.
My flame.
Now I skate on porcelain anymore with you
looking down on me.
You and that delicious smile.
I circle 'round and 'round and...
#heartbroken
#love
#romantic
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 2:52am
9th Jan 2025 2:52am
Threadbare
I wear you like a second skin,
A wound that whispers from within.
You move in shadows, cold and deep,
An ache that steals what I can keep.
Your name is written on my bones,
A curse I carry, not my own.
And I can feel you pulling tighter,
A threadbare soul, a fading fighter.
Unravel me—
Let me come undone.
Leave me hollow,
Underneath your sun.
This fragile thread,
Frays with every breath.
Unravel me—
I'll be yours in death.
Your silence drowns the light of day,
A void where promises decay. ...
A wound that whispers from within.
You move in shadows, cold and deep,
An ache that steals what I can keep.
Your name is written on my bones,
A curse I carry, not my own.
And I can feel you pulling tighter,
A threadbare soul, a fading fighter.
Unravel me—
Let me come undone.
Leave me hollow,
Underneath your sun.
This fragile thread,
Frays with every breath.
Unravel me—
I'll be yours in death.
Your silence drowns the light of day,
A void where promises decay. ...
#addiction
#dark
#depression
#heartbroken
#MentalHealth
76 reads
1 Comment
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:00pm
7th Jan 2025 1:00pm
You see no bravery in me
Friends
You see no bravery
In me
Because I am afraid
To end up poor
Like the people
That are sleeping
On the street of
Toronto
Also friend
I am always being
Very careful with my money
I never go over my budget
When I buy something
Like clothes from the
Second-hand store
I also don’t see anything wrong
In buying second-hand clothes
Yes friend the second-hand clothes
That I bought a while ago
I am wearing every single day
And I must say that it is my style
Of clothes
Friends ...
You see no bravery
In me
Because I am afraid
To end up poor
Like the people
That are sleeping
On the street of
Toronto
Also friend
I am always being
Very careful with my money
I never go over my budget
When I buy something
Like clothes from the
Second-hand store
I also don’t see anything wrong
In buying second-hand clothes
Yes friend the second-hand clothes
That I bought a while ago
I am wearing every single day
And I must say that it is my style
Of clothes
Friends ...
#apathy
#disappointment
#frustration
#heartbroken
#sadness
60 reads
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TheVORTEXRETURNS
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:12am
7th Jan 2025 1:12am
"Don't need to mention the names....."
But ever notice those famous singers that been around forever.
They have been there since you were young and were maybe
forced to listen to them by an older sibling.
You have listened to them so long they seep into your head
and take root. So now when they are played on the old time
radio.. You enjoy the old tunes. Though you faintly seem
to remember when you were younger and not that big into it.
Like I told a friend once...."You know you're getting old
when you start understanding and appreciating Mellon camp." ...
They have been there since you were young and were maybe
forced to listen to them by an older sibling.
You have listened to them so long they seep into your head
and take root. So now when they are played on the old time
radio.. You enjoy the old tunes. Though you faintly seem
to remember when you were younger and not that big into it.
Like I told a friend once...."You know you're getting old
when you start understanding and appreciating Mellon camp." ...
#anger
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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Her
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 1:11am
7th Jan 2025 1:11am
Baby It’s Cold In Here
Baby, it’s cold in here
And I don’t know why
We try so hard
Always going the extra yard
When we both know
Your heart’s turned cold
Baby, it’s past time
For me to go
Long years and long nights
Too many tears and too many lost fights
I needed you
And you needed so much more
Every tear fell silently
While I needed you to hold me
Baby, it’s cold in here
And I don’t know why
We try so hard
Always going the extra yard
When we both know...
And I don’t know why
We try so hard
Always going the extra yard
When we both know
Your heart’s turned cold
Baby, it’s past time
For me to go
Long years and long nights
Too many tears and too many lost fights
I needed you
And you needed so much more
Every tear fell silently
While I needed you to hold me
Baby, it’s cold in here
And I don’t know why
We try so hard
Always going the extra yard
When we both know...
#heartbroken
#lyrics
#sadness #separation
#sadness #separation
90 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:41pm
6th Jan 2025 4:41pm
Tear Kissed Lashes
When I thought I had nothing left
That my internal well had run dry
You managed to bring forth one tear
It clung to the longest lash
Like a lover’s kiss
Just because you said
Beautiful
That my internal well had run dry
You managed to bring forth one tear
It clung to the longest lash
Like a lover’s kiss
Just because you said
Beautiful
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#BDSM
217 reads
21 Comments
sayia
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 11:27am
3rd Jan 2025 11:27am
what about us
I hated you for the longest time,
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
#anxiety
#breakup
#depression #heartbroken
#depression #heartbroken
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NP_NP
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 3:58pm
2nd Jan 2025 3:58pm
The Boys First Heartbreak
I ask him, "Was she worth it?"
He exhales, slow and deliberate.
"She was the tweak to my addict,
the dead eyes you see in the lost.
She was dark, parasitic to my heart.
She wanted to crawl inside my skin
just to feel my warmth.
She was fucking everything."
"She sounds terrible," I respond.
He takes the longest drag of his cigarette,
smoke curling like his thoughts.
"Nah," he says,
"she was comfortable in the dark.
It’s there she created art.
Sure, she nearly swallowed my...
He exhales, slow and deliberate.
"She was the tweak to my addict,
the dead eyes you see in the lost.
She was dark, parasitic to my heart.
She wanted to crawl inside my skin
just to feel my warmth.
She was fucking everything."
"She sounds terrible," I respond.
He takes the longest drag of his cigarette,
smoke curling like his thoughts.
"Nah," he says,
"she was comfortable in the dark.
It’s there she created art.
Sure, she nearly swallowed my...
#breakup
#dark
#depression
#heartbroken
#love
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