I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:15pm
Yesterday 7:15pm
Eternal Clarity
Baby could we try again
But this time could we feel the pain
Could we please get back to me and you
Could we get back to what is really true
I need more than the words girl, I need to feel it boo
Like back to when our love first ignited and the flame burned blue
Who called who the most, hell we both sat waiting on the phone
Silence quickly filled with please boo don't you ever leave me alone
Hands couldn't be kept to self, it was just to hard to believe what was felt
We had both known nothing before but now there was a universe left ...
But this time could we feel the pain
Could we please get back to me and you
Could we get back to what is really true
I need more than the words girl, I need to feel it boo
Like back to when our love first ignited and the flame burned blue
Who called who the most, hell we both sat waiting on the phone
Silence quickly filled with please boo don't you ever leave me alone
Hands couldn't be kept to self, it was just to hard to believe what was felt
We had both known nothing before but now there was a universe left ...
#breakup
#love
#relationships
40 reads
7 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
26th Jan 2025 8:53am
Distorted Love
I'll only fuck you if you become my slut
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
we'll get married if you get knocked up
if not, I see your friends
and they’re nasty freaks
high school sweethearts
never meant a thing to me
get you lushed to gain your trust
but please shut up
because I don’t want to hear it
just want that body, be young and party
don’t want to stay, don’t need to care
I don’t need this thing called love
don’t want to fight, just want to fuck
and forget about love, distorted love
laying balls deep in that butt
like...
#conflict
#relationships
#UnrequitedLove
67 reads
2 Comments
RobinHood
Robin
Robin
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 4:50pm
25th Jan 2025 4:50pm
If I was right
I work away all day so
That you can stay home
And live the life I wish I could
Those dollars they don't go far
Just to where we are
Girl, I could be a man
If you could understand
Oh you know better?
So I'm just a loser
And it's not enough for you
Think of all that I should do.
I work away all day so
That you can stay home
And live the life I wish I could
I fight to keep the lights on
So your eyes can shine on
Girl, I could be so strong
If you knew I wasn't...
That you can stay home
And live the life I wish I could
Those dollars they don't go far
Just to where we are
Girl, I could be a man
If you could understand
Oh you know better?
So I'm just a loser
And it's not enough for you
Think of all that I should do.
I work away all day so
That you can stay home
And live the life I wish I could
I fight to keep the lights on
So your eyes can shine on
Girl, I could be so strong
If you knew I wasn't...
#LifeStruggles
#love
#marriage
#relationships
#respect
34 reads
0 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 1:47am
25th Jan 2025 1:47am
insulted rain (with Crimsin)
intrepid need insults my intelligence
and I succumb to the grief it causes
inside a raging storm of feeling
angry lust insinuates love elsewhere
such a grand feeling
to be titled so
when it usually brings devastating pain
soul stitches threatening to unravel, our love on the line
hurtful knowledge, to love is to hurt
thoughts of us, keep plaguing me
memories of days in the sun
laughing, you're my best friend
Would you recognise my true face
if you could see the scathing aura of my pain?
Or would you call...
and I succumb to the grief it causes
inside a raging storm of feeling
angry lust insinuates love elsewhere
such a grand feeling
to be titled so
when it usually brings devastating pain
soul stitches threatening to unravel, our love on the line
hurtful knowledge, to love is to hurt
thoughts of us, keep plaguing me
memories of days in the sun
laughing, you're my best friend
Would you recognise my true face
if you could see the scathing aura of my pain?
Or would you call...
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
63 reads
3 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
am I just a ghost in your world?
I watch you pass me in the hallway
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
#boredom
#depression
#rejection
#relationships
#sadness
71 reads
3 Comments
Jade72
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:41pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:41pm
Your ghost still haunts me
When dusks awakens and dew presents a lazy morning
My mind vagabonds to tender moments, where our bodies entertwined
Whenever the breeze plays its melody trough my soaring wings
The thought of you softly caresses my psyche
Your spirit surrounds me when I bathe,
Lathering becomes a playfull splurge of the senses
Your ghost still haunts me
I will forever be in love with the memory of you...
My mind vagabonds to tender moments, where our bodies entertwined
Whenever the breeze plays its melody trough my soaring wings
The thought of you softly caresses my psyche
Your spirit surrounds me when I bathe,
Lathering becomes a playfull splurge of the senses
Your ghost still haunts me
I will forever be in love with the memory of you...
#love
#myself
#relationships
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
73 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 2:33am
23rd Jan 2025 2:33am
Wish it Would LaSt ...
Can you still feel the glow of the sun on your face ,
Or the warmth of the past in these empty days erased?
Do you know if the stars ever whispered your name,
Or did they fall silent in sorrowful shame?
What’s left of the flame?
When we no longer dance in the rain
When I reach out to touch , but you just a memory or such
Did they teach you to bury the spark in your chest,
A life of memory that rests
Inside the photo of our mind
Trade the wild unknown for a life that’s play through rewind?
Did reflection offer you comfort,...
Or the warmth of the past in these empty days erased?
Do you know if the stars ever whispered your name,
Or did they fall silent in sorrowful shame?
What’s left of the flame?
When we no longer dance in the rain
When I reach out to touch , but you just a memory or such
Did they teach you to bury the spark in your chest,
A life of memory that rests
Inside the photo of our mind
Trade the wild unknown for a life that’s play through rewind?
Did reflection offer you comfort,...
#hurt
#love
#relationships
36 reads
0 Comments
NoQuarter
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 10:46pm
21st Jan 2025 10:46pm
New Mask
Tired of hearing this shit,
all the noises in my head.
All the arguments, all the lies,
finding your hidden messages
from extended family, looking to give you pity
for those made up stories.
Your shadow has been casting much too much
shade at me lately.
The behind the backs,
the "its me -not you,"
new slutty friends handing out i owe you's.
All the quietness, things left unsaid,
the few hours of sleep a week that keep me feeling dead.
I'm hungry, but not because I...
all the noises in my head.
All the arguments, all the lies,
finding your hidden messages
from extended family, looking to give you pity
for those made up stories.
Your shadow has been casting much too much
shade at me lately.
The behind the backs,
the "its me -not you,"
new slutty friends handing out i owe you's.
All the quietness, things left unsaid,
the few hours of sleep a week that keep me feeling dead.
I'm hungry, but not because I...
#grief
#relationships
68 reads
0 Comments
WhiteFox
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 5:28pm
20th Jan 2025 5:28pm
Spaces
watching the rise and fall of your
chest in the early morning hour
the silence of my nakedness
my thoughts so eagerly devour
memories of your touch and kiss
wine and flashing bedroom eyes
eager tongue on my willing curves
oh how you love me with parted thighs
but here now in the aftermath of lust
once again we become parallel lines
your tea no longer clouds my water
the truth a new tapestry designs
chest in the early morning hour
the silence of my nakedness
my thoughts so eagerly devour
memories of your touch and kiss
wine and flashing bedroom eyes
eager tongue on my willing curves
oh how you love me with parted thighs
but here now in the aftermath of lust
once again we become parallel lines
your tea no longer clouds my water
the truth a new tapestry designs
#beauty
#relationships
72 reads
1 Comment
tree1325
tree
tree
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 9:55pm
15th Jan 2025 9:55pm
Home
Good emotions are
fleeting, like the sun
trying to claw through
a particularly cloudy day,
desperate to peek through
the heavy, ash-colored cotton,
to once again catch glimpse of
the forbidden; the humanity, the life
far below. Oh-so different from
the grand expanse of space.
Its sheer desolation, brute
rending voids, and icy
cryptic matter. Ever
dark in the face
of nothing.
Home.
The silly little humans
spend their afternoon hiding
under their hand-made shelters,
shunning the...
fleeting, like the sun
trying to claw through
a particularly cloudy day,
desperate to peek through
the heavy, ash-colored cotton,
to once again catch glimpse of
the forbidden; the humanity, the life
far below. Oh-so different from
the grand expanse of space.
Its sheer desolation, brute
rending voids, and icy
cryptic matter. Ever
dark in the face
of nothing.
Home.
The silly little humans
spend their afternoon hiding
under their hand-made shelters,
shunning the...
#loneliness
#metaphor
#relationships #sun
#relationships #sun
44 reads
1 Comment
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
12th Jan 2025 3:08am
some days I get so sad I can't function
You tell me to get outside
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
and make myself feel better
I respond by slamming a door
in your face
I can hear laughter
through the cracked open window
and I wish I could touch it
like it's something tangible
I can inhale
but it's not
and so I listen to it drift away
on the breeze
unlike this mood I can't shake
from my leaden bones
I want to tell you I'm trying
that I'm fighting for better than this
but it's not a war you can see with your eyes
and there's no blood splatter
of...
#conflict
#depression
#MentalHealth
#myself
#relationships
94 reads
5 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
12th Jan 2025 2:36am
emotional claustrophobia
Take our problems
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
and condense them
until we're falling over each other
so hard
I want to punch you
in the face
Some days your love
is like building a shelter
out of wet paper bags
in the middle of a hurricane
it doesn't do much
and it hurts me more
than it helps
You yell into the abyss
of my solitude
and I can't hear what you're saying
for all the echoes bouncing
off my dysfunctions
maybe there's something
in there worth listening to
I wouldn't know
because I...
#conflict
#MentalHealth
#relationships
75 reads
4 Comments
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