Category: Really Bad Poetry
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Love Letters
I knew what letters I wanted to send and what letters I never should have sent. The ones I never should have loved and the ones I should have loved harder. Hugged longer. Laughed louder. I wanted to find my way with you by my side. I wanted to let them know how much I cared. But…
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Naïve
I always knew I trusted you too easily. That you would take advantage of me at a moments notice. The longer I stayed the more I lost. The more I lost the more I thought I needed you.
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My Heart
If you rip my heart out I won’t even notice. If you rip my heart out it won’t even hurt If you rip my heart out I probably won’t bleed. If you rip my heart out I won’t keep chasing. If you rip my hear out I will only go back to sleep. If you rip my heart…
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Comfortable
I wanted to be comfortable In my own skin I wanted to love myself As much as you love me. I wanted to look like her But she was impossible to replicate.
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Real
Life was almost real You disappeared from my soul Never to return When you left me, I thought about jumping off the ship. But I stayed for Hoping you would find me once again. But I should have known better. You were mine only for a minute. I wanted to love you forever. Forever a farce. I wanted to believe…
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Rising
My heart lifted Then broke into pieces When the sky started falling It emulated my feelings But I was determined to rise To fly and to breathe To hope To play I knew what I wanted to do The problem was finding a way to rise
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Summer Again
I never wanted summer to end. I cried every September first knowing you might not come back to me. I worked away the school year to wish away the summer dreaming was always my best quality. Especially in the hot summer sun. Every year I cried drowned coped knowing you would never love me as much…
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Not Funny
I told him it wasn’t funny But still he continued. I told him I felt ugly And still he agreed. I asked him to come over But he had better things to do. I wanted to be serious But he had other girlfriends. I tried to help And he called somebody else. I loved to…
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He never told me
He never told me your name But he flaunted you in front of my friends. He waited too long to tell me then acted like it was okay. That I was okay. Like it was normal to see both of us at the same time Want to split dinner? Split drinks? My heart refused to…
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Strangers
She told me to never talk to strangers. Nothing good would come of it. Only fear or loathing. Maybe a little bit of stalking. But I couldn’t help myself. I can’t not talk to someone. My mouth opens, then shuts. I almost don’t know what to say. His eyes were too Beautiful.