Crying Skies, Rain And Discar...

By lonely_ass_queer

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midnight silk flows from her head and a stormy sea lies in her eyes magic flows every time she speaks a crims... More

Shattered
Regrets
Love is Overrated
The Skies Will Cry
Discarded Memories
The table have turned
The Person In The Mirror
Silver
Venus
I caught it
what might have happened
practical yet painful
Let's fall in love in black and white
there's no room for me
hey, are you still there?
defensive or scared?
is its that easy?
do i have a say?
body issues (slam poetry)
you are worth it darling
the player that finally lost
broken
why
depression?
trust issues?
anxious?
happy ever after
life sucks
gen z
we
she
alienated
set in broken stones
what killed her?
unnecessary heartbreak
vintage love
i'll stick to cake
expectations hurt
should have ended way before
twisted tales
lake
wandering and lost
silk and knives
drugged romance
you are art darling
let's call it quits because i don't know what this is
a song i wrote before an exam (maths) yikes
venom
body shaming (slam poetry)
life ends at 25 (slam poetry)
what's it like to have anxiety
WHY IS MARITAL RAPE NOT OK?
A TEENAGER'S TALE (slam poetry)
why are men scared of feminism
my demons look like me
why are the teenagers depressed?
she can hear no sound
likeable liar
you left
you
who am i?
a woman of devotion
ice in my absinthe
rant before an exam
lies and deception
chaotic romance
not a home
caught my eye
a broken bad boy
What if || Part 1
cautious
random words
women of power
didn't survive
platonic heartbreak
chance at romance
let's fall in love to a song
i was hoping
we're ok? maybe not
the one? (but not the only)
in love with my shadow
pretty brown eyes
you're the guy we've both looked for since we were thirteen
not meant to be
Queens
unconventional bride
enigma
you are a poem darling
wild thorns are loyal
midnight and cloudy skies
society sucks, but why does it though?
when the sunflower met the rose
tainted love
let me go
i am not okay, but i think i am ||part one
i am not okay but i think i am || part two
idea
letters to the boy that never wrote back || part one

right beside you

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By lonely_ass_queer

You smell like the pillow that I cried my eyes into,

You make me feel like I'm twirling in brand new shoes 

You taste like strawberries and old spices,

And I lost myself halfway through.

You feel like I've known you half my life,

You sound like my ex did minus the twisted smile.

You came into my life and turned it all around,

And I've lost myself now.

You were someone I last looked for within the pages of my middle school diary,

You were the someone I had hoped to become but then you found me.

You were the epiphany I had never thought would happen in my life,

But now you’ve set me aside.

And now we're just friends, and you’ve had your revenge,

And I'm walking out of your house thinking this is the end.

And I saw you kiss your roommate outside your beach house,

When you thought I was gone but I was sitting right beside,

you.

Yes you smelled like old books and cheap white wine,

You tasted like cigarettes you never smoked while I was around,

And you never cut your hair cause I liked it long,

But now you're gone.

And you reminded me of my childhood crush,

And you told me to take it slow then you wanted to rush,

And maybe all you ever wanted was to get me in bed,

And I could have left but I stayed instead.

And now we're just friends, and you’ve had your revenge,

And I'm walking out of your house thinking this is the end.

And I saw you kiss your roommate outside your beach house,

When you thought I was gone but I was sitting right beside,

you.

You smelled like coffee and cheap cologne,

And you were the only person I wanted to meet when I was home,

And you never lit up the room but you lit of my life,

Yet you kissed her while I was right beside,

you.

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