They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
I am Good. I am evil. I have Two sides, one side hurts, one side hides. The pain makes me weaken, Do you see im not that bad.
By Karri Duperron7 years ago in Poets
Why do you say you can see me, When you fail to even look at me? Am I really that ugly? Why can't you hear me, When I am speaking out to you?
Hey now Virgo the things unseen Unsaid, unkempt, and happening Say beautiful things, things I can't wrap my head around
By Andy Russell7 years ago in Poets
Everything was perfect about you, Except me I was the flaw in your everyday, The stain on the tapestry that is your life
By g. whiles7 years ago in Poets
The night drags on as the moon tracks the hour. Sleep remains ever elusive. The dark pulling forth every painful memory, every angry word, every heartbreaking picture from locked deep inside. Only surfacing to torment an already troubled mind.
By Nicole Lane7 years ago in Poets
I am The Girl, who is trapped in this Dark room. there is nothing, not even a sound. I see this light at the edge of the room,
Three years later, when I first saw you I fell in love with a person, one I thought I knew. Your grin, dark hair, soul-aching eyes,
By Kisella Kopciuk7 years ago in Poets
She was there, I could touch her, make sense of her form. I remember her beauty and the way she curled her hair, her voice sounded like a bell while other times it sounded like rough gravel.
By Beautifully Jaged7 years ago in Poets
A poem about love and heartbreak. Love I've never known a love like yours; never felt a love so true, so pure, yet so powerful.
By Rasheeda Loves7 years ago in Poets
Sometimes the need to be held by someone can be felt even by the ones that hate any type of attachment. As I walked through my messed up, plain and somehow beautiful life, I felt this need make its way into my heart more and more each day, numerous times.
By Eva Beatrice7 years ago in Poets
Rage. Red and bitter. Feels like a burning fire. It sits in my stomach and twists and turns. It spins and tears until it bleeds through my vision of reality.
By Jai Storm7 years ago in Poets
I'm high off life but drunk off the feel, It's like I'm numb in the inside and I can't continue, To live life and try something new,
By Crystal Borrero7 years ago in Poets