Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Poets.

Love
Love.... Love will have you out here losing your mind, going crazy like damn oh my. You stress so bad about it because without love you feel so lonely.
By Nakesha8 years ago in Poets
The Generican Dream
The whole World's against you, but we'll make you make believe it's your friend. The system you've fell for 'Stockholm' chokes the very freedom we throw away.
By Christian Robles8 years ago in Poets
The Longest Four Years
I don't need your support. I do not want it. I don't want the idea of pity, self or any other kind to infiltrate my life.
By Amelia Alvarado8 years ago in Poets
Moving On...
For 6 and a half years you have been my one place... My one constant and my one saving grace. When my empire had crumbled you took me in...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
Love on Repeat
My love life has been like a scab It hurts, it bleeds and it’s ugly But I pick at it when I’m bored, so It’s still here Do you ever wonder to yourself,
By D.C. Bugg8 years ago in Poets
Ten Things
ONE. I really hate the way you talk, you tell me you love me but all I hear are the sounds of my past sobs TEN. I miss the way you stroked my blood stained cheeks and kissed my damaged forehead, you always knew just what to do, like you saw right through my skull to my brain and thoughts. Transparency
By Nck.Disgruntled 8 years ago in Poets
400 Miles
I am -the passing glance, -the desire for who I want to be, trying my hardest. You are -my insomnia, -my somnolence turning away from me in my dreams forcing me out of the present because I am stuck between daydreams and sleeping dreams.
By T.J. Wong8 years ago in Poets
Stagnant
over and over again, my soul cannot seem to recall what it was like when you were my world. you are everything and nothing; these drastic extremes were once home to my every thought and emotion. you put a new definition on what most consider an addiction. they say the first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem, but what if i was aware of this fact from the beginning? what if it was, in fact, the knowledge of horrendous possibilities and shortcomings that drew me in and enticed me since day one? it seems that my best bet these days is to try to create a brand new world that revolves around you and the unavoidable chemical reaction that is our every single interaction. i am attracted to your poison that has a favorite costume of a medicine. the way you rock that disguise makes me your forever freak; fatally falling with nothing but those old ghosts to catch me… and they are not nearly as reliable as they once were. and still, still, i wait for you to allow me the time of night, because giving me the time of day gives way to exotic light that we avoid in that midnight embrace. i don’t dare tell you these things anymore though, as that intimacy died along with my vulnerability that i sold to the highest bidder. my ball rolls in your court…
By Ki McCann8 years ago in Poets
Dive Deep
I am always surprised At how many people Are afraid of the dark. The cool black being of the mind It exists in us all
By T.W. Abel8 years ago in Poets
2nd Chances
I am but an empty shell a carcass of who I used to be. Whatever is remaining of me turns to dust under your feet I was meant to disappear
By Laila Brown8 years ago in Poets
Keeping Score
You get what you expect, why does this disappoint you? You convinced yourself it was a band-aid situation and it will only hurt for a little while. You are still waiting for the sting to subside; just a little while longer; a little longer still. You were not ready for this and you are only just realising this will always be the case. You will never be ready.
By Linxi Van Romanovski8 years ago in Poets
Growth
I stripped myself... Of damaged hair Toxic people Weaves Make up Even sex Just so I could be raw Be real in every follicle of my making
By Elayne Brown8 years ago in Poets