They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
IT SEEMS LIKE EVERYTHING BETWEEN US FROM THE START WAS WRONG, NOW IT’S JUST LIKE THAT MINT CONDITION SONG, THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY,
By K8 years ago in Poets
Failings of Man Perhaps it’s pathetic to a degree That her coy-ness has sprung me In vigor and esteem The old wise man’s caution
By Jordan Williams8 years ago in Poets
yeah you love to take from me make me feel empty but you are not helping it's unhealthy only take what you want and just let me be
By jas .8 years ago in Poets
I slammed the door shut first. I dared to give up and walk away. I am not lonely. I would rather be left alone. Hermitage suits me well.
By Amanda Zylstra8 years ago in Poets
idk why i write anymore there's dust on my notebook from the weeks i've left it slump on the floor the cover is well put together
Just let me get drunk, Let me ride this wave, Let me do what all great writers do and drink myself to sleep, Let me get lost in the galaxies I see in your eyes
By Jai Storm8 years ago in Poets
No Friend! I try to tell them that you’re no friend. They say you are, till the very end. You consume their lives and make them blue,
By Rose Knight8 years ago in Poets
When I get cancer, which I undoubtably will. I'm not going to let a single tear spill. It's no use trying to fight the inevitable.
By Paul Crocker8 years ago in Poets
My father used to lend me his precious books. Now he gives them to me, as gifts. It is unspoken, but we both know why.
By Michael McIntosh8 years ago in Poets
Alone. Broken. Lost. I'm physically present, I can feel the air against my cheeks, see the frosty mountain peaks, but my heart is hollow and dark as a cave.
By Cat Jennings8 years ago in Poets
Taken in the direction of down. Have I any choice if my heart is bound? So we’re on our way to hell. You didn’t think I’d take it so well.
If we hadn't of gone out, this wouldn't have happened. The bastard who dropped the needle, I'd beat the crap out of them.
