Tags : pain

Him.

Him.

A Poem by Nyx


Day 1 (Daily Writings)
Broken Lines #2

Broken Lines #2

A Poem by CookieMisfit1969


The vastness of the world, I can hardly comprehend Yet I find myself out of words To sugarcoat this pain
My tears cost more

My tears cost more

A Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..


Expressing pain where he isn't worth crying over anymore.
Gravity Strings

Gravity Strings

A Poem by DiskartetHaraya


Literally and metaphorically: "What do you get up for?"
Ice man

Ice man

A Poem by JP


This is about my abusive Ex
Wishing Why Sometimes

Wishing Why Sometimes

A Poem by Andrew Nelson Stewart


Beginning to feel like a funeral home andseeing thememories running around my torn yet callus feetwhich has become an area which old lovers and old p..
I'm Suicidal

I'm Suicidal

A Poem by MAVEN


I'm suicidalFive in the morning and I wish you were hereAnd you just have no ideaWorthless - AloneCan't make a friendThe pain won't endMy hands reek f..
Empty

Empty

A Poem by k.s.


i gave so muchof myself to you,so much that you did not deserve.trusting that youwould fill theempty parts of me.never did it occur to methat you woul..
I knew you weren't the one

I knew you weren't the one

A Poem by k.s.


I knew you weren’t right for me,when you complained about the bloodstains I left on your bed sheets.When you told me my glasses made me look fun..
Concrete

Concrete

A Poem by EcstaticEuphoria


The coldness of stone...
A Truth

A Truth

A Poem by lijoabrahamblog (Lijo Abr..


- Every person you meet is sent for a purpose, but it's how we discover," the Alpha and the Omega" in them..
The Beautiful Vase

The Beautiful Vase

A Poem by A Little Mess


One person found a beautiful new vase and dropped it when they were bored with it.The next found a few cracks and proceeded to neglect it.Another foun..
Is it Me?

Is it Me?

A Poem by LaterBabe


:.(
Symphony of Pain

Symphony of Pain

A Poem by Night Owl


Let your imagination decide what this means.
Valleys

Valleys

A Poem by chloe


Rivers cut deep into valleys,Yet green coats cover its traces of existence.The waters can be clear, murky;Either way, it lives in the shadow of green ..
Where does it come from?

Where does it come from?

A Poem by Avia


Just letting It flow
Summer Fires

Summer Fires

A Poem by Kathy Van Kurin


A day which gave opportunity for personal introspection. We here in Oregon, Idaho, Washington watched this become a very serious summer for wild fires..