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Bulimia. A sickness created by one's thoughts and perceptions. Something that destroys the body with every bite. She tries to fight off the painful realizations
The grass of the backyard Is a wild jungle, The clover a dense thicket A golden hunter, She tramps through the green Eyes bright,
She has a smile even the stars can’t outshine But if you look in her eyes, she’s breaking inside She walk around with confidence, her chin always up
I slept and I slept, and I slept Sinking to an insurmountable depth Couldn’t revive or arrive for a breath Where am I, who of me is left? This tailspin, burnout, whatever you call it
I can feel the pain sucking marrow from my bone leaving a blinding headache behind wishing for the pain to stop Yearning for the ache to fade Hoping for a moment of bliss To come and wrap me in a hug
looking in the mirror it’s hard for me to see it’s hard for me to see myself for who i want to be. do you see me, the beauty that lies beneath? do you see my smile shining so bright?
A mask is what we wear. It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes. On the mask is a smile. Forced. Real. Unsure. Scared. Alone. Broken.
When we part for the day, I sit and I say, "I love you, I love you, I love you." I hide from your face, I whisper your name, And I love you, I love you, I love you.
You told me you loved me You told me that you cared But what we did to sarah… I guess this is only fair You always kept me hidden I thought you meant it when you said forever you didn’t
Sometimes I wanna say what I think I should have saidand sometimes I keep things all in my headmy mouth closedneedle and threada zipper acrossmy lips of red
I've always been a backdoor secret. A quick glance. A late night text, or a forgotten summer fling So when you came to my neighborhood, I was annoyed
Some say I’m intelligent But I just feel irrelevant Some say I’m well-spoken But they haven’t seen the side of me still broken The broken side
they never saw the real me the one i hid away in my closet buried with the things i hid from society tied her up and taped over her mouth so no one would hear her scream i remember being happy
When I was young I would avoid the crack in the sidewalk I used to think I had OCD… My need to not step on cracks in sidewalks consumed me.
The echoing halls are ringing with the forgotten cries comming from a raw throat. Nobody will turn to look at her as she cries for help, dying on the inside. Nobody will hear her
All my worries were covered behind the facade of laughter and joviality. Now the walls are being taken down. There's a hole left inside of me.
Regret, sadness, depression, but never hatred. Guilt, melancholia, sorrow, but never anger. Remorse, gloom, heartache, but never hostility. Grief, misery, woe, but never rage.
Take a trip with me to lands unheard of Through hidden passages, secret doors, and unknown chambers deep within my mind All you need is your imagination so leave everything behind
Life is funny isn't it? Days were sunny and warm, Nights sparkled and everything fit. Now, I'm looking for a place. Mine blew up. My family was as close as could be.
Since I was a little girl, I dreamed of being a ballerina. And now look at me: Caught up in this twisted dance for fools. I wished for nothing more than to have stage,
If I sat down beside you would you be mad? It seems everything I do dissapoints you. I don't mean to make you cry, I don't mean to make you sad. But every litte thing I do, dissapoints you.
A tower resides over many people. A bunch of villagers rush to the ornate and shiny tower. There is a plank that carries the long house and, The plank is held by the mob of people. The people just need to
What's the most important part of the outfit? For some it is the shoe, the shirts, the hair But for me, it won't simply be found anywhere. You can't buy it in a store, Nor have it tailored.
Perhaps I will never open this book again But if I ever do I'll be honest I'll be truthful As I flip through the pages again I'll regret the choices I made I'll regret the words I erased
There are a few things you should know, About me and my life, And what I've learned to not show. You don't know what I feel, I keep it well hidden, But maybe I shouldn't,
They don't know about it. The anxiety I face. When I have to go to a place, Where I know little to no people. From working at the restaurant, To a party at my friend's place.
Author's Note: This was a poem written by Catrina Sable, a good friend of mine, and myself. Enjoy! Two girls that feel alone Lost in their head Replaying the battles, Hearing the never ending screams,
Sometimes it is easier to smile, To tell everyone lies, Rather than the problems we hide. I know 'cause I've been there, In many ways I still am. So then why on earth do I participate
Take a beautiful girl And hide her away from the rest of the world But one day Gotta let her out Off she goes
Dreams die as people dine with fishes, Life is sand in an ever-draining hourglass, To float on murdered wishes Is laying waste in the mind only to harass, Flow not, wander on always And find the soul lost,
Author's Note: I am extremely proud of this poem. I entered it into San Mateo's City Arts contest and recieved an honorable mention, and didnot have any intention, and did not follow the theme. So I hope you all enjoy this poem.
I saw The shadows feed I fall Finally cut too deep I call Out can't you see? I'm flawed So from the heart I bleed I'm lost Give up I'm finally beat They killed
"A deadly weapon in disguise But i keep my head down Horror fills their eyes I search for patterns on the ground Bright lights fills night skies But I still feel bound I look up wishing I could fly
When I'm alone, I frown. When I'm around you, I smile. When I'm alone, I cry. When I'm around you, I laugh. When I'm alone, I want to die. When I'm around you, life is worth living.
Leave, go out of me You’re the thing that kills me You let all my friends see And then they leave
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They say, "keep your friends close But your enemies closer." I ask, then, how do you know? Who is your friend And who is your foe? One moment it's sunshine And happiness and laughter.
Silent tears run down my cheeks As I try to get some sleep Days may come And Days may go Though you may never know Silent tears fall from my eyes I hold onto a hope that never dies
Behind the 140 characters, Beneath the instagram posts,
Left broken, Shattered, Alone. My innocence; Ruined, From the taint Of society. No one understands My pain. It lies beneath the Surface Of my ever so
Flay the skin away Piece by piece Layer after layer What am I now? Am I The words tumbling out of my mouth The thoughts rolling in my head The despair deep in my heart
Here a girl of 17 sat playing with her nails.She wore black and was thin and very frail.Her dark brown locks hid her face as she stared blankly into space.
Around around on the merry go round.The little girl shall never be found.The merry go round is here to stay.The little girl has run away.Up and down the horses go.The little girl hated school she had wrote.
White Frosting here and there.Putting flowers in her hair.Color of red stain to decorate for this joyous daySome powder here, a fix up there.Now its ready for today.Getting lowered into the ground,
When surrounded by peopleI need space.When alone my thoughts surrounded me.I cant breath. Im confusedtiredhopeless. I dont understand, and at this point.I dont think I want to.
Cheeks hollow skin cold lips thin collarbones. Shoulders bare Straight thin hair no stomach to hide space of thighs.
All is calmjust shallow breaths heard.Drip driptime slows down. Your life fades past like many times before.Only at the end you find yourselfat a different door.
A little like leads to love. A little hug leads to comfort. A little tear leads to a sob. A little smile leads to a laugh. A little whisper can lead to a crush. A little hope leads to faith.
Fake smileDried eyesscratched wristsbruised thighswhite pillsrope tiesgun loadedsuicide
She doesnt know she poor, Even when life tells her in many ways Her refrigerator becomes empty. Whenever she is hungry she can't even find a whole meal. Her family barley has enough food to last them until they can get more.
Isn't she lovely? The way her hips move side to side. isnt she lovely? The way her clothes hug her skin tight. isnt she lovely? The way her makeup is bold and bright. isnt she lovely?
#Hiddenbehindafilter Don’t look them in the eyes, they are the window to the soul your shall remain hidden. #Anxiety #NotGoodEnough #Fat #Depressed #Nerd #Prude
I have a confession. There is a someone, A special someone, A someone who warms my smile,
Darling, you'll be okay. You are being irrational. Take a minute and just breathe in and out. You are a beautiful human being. You serve a purpose on this Earth. You have people who love you.
i was alone, i walked the miles by myself trying to find my way.
Sadness does not come in the form of rainstorms Here to kiss away the tears off of one's face It is not the color of the blackest night
It starts off small, feeling rising
I know tonight we had a fight
She knocks on my door and asks me to come out. “No,” I answer, but it’s not my voice talking, it’s his. Raising my 6 year old niece has not been easy, given I’m also raising a young man. His name is Depression.
When I look up; I see emptiness, When I look down; I see limits, When I look straight; I see destruction & beauty, But all that changes, when it goes dark. When I look up; I see infinity,
We appear as our best We try to out do the rest
I never thought that it would hurt me, When I used you as a cover up, I pretended to love you as opposed to the one girl that, Never mind, You would never understand it, I wanted Gabby so bad, But I didn't want to come out of the closet yet, So I
What is money without those you love Everyone wants grip allow me to be the glove You wonder why the stars get coked up While there are people struggling to get coated up
Do you remember the first time we met You showed me Love that I'll never forget As time went by me and you got real close
My motto is-
Throughout my years, I've been broken down and I've been built up. I've loved and I've lost. I've changed others and I have changed. I've drank and I've smoked. I've cried
Looking through my perilous soul I see nothing but a toll Is this me I see in this photo Or just a way to fit in with a motto Nothing ever seems the same With filters getting all the fame
My heart is heavy today, I sighed Depression is attacking my heart, my soul, my mind. I try so hard not to care, But all I feel is bottomless despair.
I am a pile of leaves waiting to be affected by the winds of time; Scared of what the future holds. I lay here calm and collected, my emotions trapped inside; Bursting at the seems, my sanity is wavering.
No rhythm No rhyme Just me And myself Dark hands Bright face WIth a dim glow in the eyes Worn out By the challenge Of living each day with a smile Inside
Look beyond my tattoo of a smile
Everyone thinks they know me but really do they
Want to hold your hand, It's right there for me to grab, I feel close to you, I'd hate to see you go, don't.
Life is like a camera,
I'M SO SORRY THAT I COULDN'T BE EVERYTHING THAT YOU NEEDED.
Strangers that had a past. Enemies that had a bond. Two seperateminds, two seperate hearts. Trying Failing Hurting The force grows stronger But it never touches. Civil War of the heart.
I was fifteen before I realized that no one could ever love me as much as I loved me And a revelation of poetic, creative, fertile ideas were released inside of me
Frustration and hate beneath t
So, this is what it feels like when all the walls start to fall. As the towers fall and replace the the free space beneath them, I will think of nothing I brought this upon myself.
Smile. We hear the words to often. Smile. Maybe I don’t want to. Smile. Are we taking a picture? Smile. I don’t know that I can. Smile. Stop telling me to. Smile.
Laughing Smileing Shy Sad Scared Angry
Family… The definition of it: is a group of persons who came from the same ancestor Sadly though no one wants a family anymore From the generation that has now been born
love is nothing to pease war is death to us all between god an angels the war is small to us love is all peace inposible war always untll we are dmned etween devils and god we're left for dust
Break away from everything. Are you aware of whom you are? Remember when you were little and you knew Exactly what you wanted in life?
Silently angry of an arguab
No, doctor that's not the problem You don't understand I'm putting guns to my head like I don't own my hands I'm laughing so loud in a room with my friends but as soon as I'm home I feel slightly deranged
Do you think she knows? The way she moves, Giggling-groveling-grooving She cares too much of who approves. Do you think she knows? How she makes the world turn, Living-loving-leaping,
You wear a mask like me. We can both see it, But neither of us have the courage to say it. You always go above and beyond for me: You sacrificed your time To relieve my pain
Who am I?Friend or foe?
I smile, I giggle, I say the things I’m expected to say. Never cry, Never yell, My face permanently plastered with a grin. My positivity can be suffocating,
I’m not who you think me to be; I’m not a sweet innocent girl, waiting or searching for love. I’m not a delicate little flower, waiting to bloom.
I have done the things THEY want me to do. I have loved the people THEY want me to love. I have concealed myself with things that carry false pretenses. I have changed everything i am for THEM. I have become desperate to fit in.
Behind the hazel, she's just a lonely little one. Behind the hazel, she wants to the world to be gone. Behind the hazel, she's fighting everyday. Behind the hazel, she's scared in every way. Behind the hazel, she's slightly shattered.
Hidden Behind The Curtain It's a masquerade ball monsters are beautified to all
Melancholia That I Kept Inside: Recollections of Surviving the 9/11 Terrorist Attacks as a 4 Year Old Boy
“You’re not in this alone. Let me break this awkward silence…” Blared loud into eardrums Eardrums of an emotionally unhinged fourteen year old boy
They see the
Someone sings to me in my sleep An ancient voce, unknown to thee Speak to me, hear me out I know what is hidding deep inside Deep in the shadows in the dead of the night Crawling beneath all the darkest light
On the outside he's happy Smiling and vain But on the inside he's crumbling Suffering from pain His family life ain't the best No he knows it could be better But he isn't exactly the type
Open up the curtain suppressing the real you, Push back the boundaries.
“Free me”, she screams in his face.“No more.No more a moore.I am a river.I flow.I live and give
Insecurities unfold all around us Everyone’s walking around like their aimless No one shows their true colors Everyone only judges, why bother Afraid to show the world In fear of acceptance
I hate these ballet shoes Everyday marks another bruise And as I dance with the pain, my brain is in flames, going insane Working double time over what should be considered a war-crime
Behind the curtain What I keep hidden From your eyes and mind Is strictly forbidden Under the mask What a clever disguise
Pay no attention to that girl behind the curtain, she’s unsure of herself. On the outside she projects the illusion of being whole, and well put together. She walks with confidence, but not too much, she not’t conceited.
I hide behind the Curtain but People can still see if they look hard They will find me I hide behind the Curtain When I want them to know What is bothering me What hurts now
After being continuously exposed to my Cool exterior, No one would ever guess of the Monsters Inside my innermost being. After looking into my bright eyes, No one would dare consider
shame and guilt is all in my face
Masks, smoke, and mirrors all illusions
Behind the curtain There is nothing uncertain The world is mine to control Away from the safety of my oasis There is a basis In the statement I am going to make
Life can be tough and people acknowledge that But they don't realize how much I hide Behind my curtain of lies They see my shining smile and happy step But all I feel is depressed and lonely
In our judgmental society, people are ridiculed for everything: Our looks must be perfect. Our personality must be perfect. It’s a tough world for many, and each has their own problems.
I hide unsatisfied behind, this shield of mine scared of the world, hoping one day to be that kid that finally comes from the her shadows, im just a girl running away from her fears, hoping that these fears won't turn into tears.
A little stuffed pugto replace to one you lostso long agohas watched you all this time.I've seen you grow,I've watched you learn,and already I knowthis is not what you wanted.
Welcome to a world of fun A carnival of toys and guns Nobody wins, we’re quivering The only prize is you can’t leave… All these clowns are made of masks— You become what you paint on your faces
Every day single, I fake my life Not in my morals, or my personality. What's fake are my emotions. The ones that I choose to show, but in reality it's this mask I choose to wear.
I have no armor against the fork-tongued and heart-piercing. I’m not covered in a blanket of deceit best suited for comfort. My face is not painted a pretty picture for the ease of outsiders.
Make believe is comforting, Loving the sense of security traps you, False pretense of the being you thought to be you, Ugliness and jealousy clouds me, The real me sees the opportunity as deal,
Scared I'm scared to be myself To show that who I love Isn't "just a phase" That it's okay to love someone Someone of the same gender. But that it's okay to also love
The universe where entropy increases, chaos is truth. I am the strong and the weak force which try to stabilize the inner elements of the heavens,
Among the shadows, in the dark of night,
Makeup is on
I hide behind a curtain I try to conceal my fears I smile on the outside I deceive my fellow peers I am dying in a prison I am trapped inside my mind
I choose life over death. I choose living with the rest. Fighting, fighting through hell. Ringing all these bells for help.
I am one of the 2% of American teenage girls who don't shpw their feelings In fact I hate it I will do anything to keep people from getting the notion that I even have emotions
Never confident in my skin Thinking of who I could have been Tried to blend into the scene To be a prop, a little thing Hiding from the judgment and hate Worried even about the things I ate
There's no where to turn, the doors are shut And I'm still hurt. But don't let them see. I write to protect them. I can confide in no one, because I'm supposed to stay strong.
Helpless. An intense electrical pain filters through my scared body. My unlucky limbs become violently uncontrollable. Shaking. Trembling. Tense. Afraid. I scream in my head for it to stop!
I am the hidden girl. Hidden behind my curtain of shame. The girl that people don't notice, The person who follows the crowd, The one who is too shy to be heard, The human afraid of making mistakes.
It's her eyes
Innocence born, maintain, keep it warm. Show the world this innocence incarnate, the world will see and start to hate. They'll laugh and point saying "you won't get some",
A man walking
Golden days are full of bloom But inside petals is dark of gloom. Beneath waxy leaves are hidden shadow
I'm an odd one, Oh you know its true, A crude mix of happiness and some tainted blues,
Everyone is alone
Above the earth we lay, Slowly we decay and wash away,
Depression Have you ever heard of such a thing? A dark passenger that takes your soul A marriage without a ring Anxiety Have you ever felt such an emotion?
I once wanted what anyone wants: compassion. There was something about me that people couldn't stand, Maybe it was my apathy, sarcasm, or something of that fashion.
Poetry, is anything the truth? A lie isn't a lie and to die isn't to die. A thing is another. If someone stands for someone else does the second someone sit?
Flitting through the trees She runs Like the quicksilver moon High in the clear night sky He passes through the dark trees Striding onward with some mysterious purpose
How can yo
There is no way of telling What lies beyond reach
Like walking into the wind, and you cant breathe. like hearing the worst news of your life. Missing a part of you, you never knew you had. Thats what its like to love you.
They say soulmates are the ones youre supposed to end up with. The love of your life. What if soul mates are the ones that make your life a living hell? But can only make you think of happy times.
Sweet scents swirled in the night all for naught no one could smell it; The brilliant red, radiant petals
Delicate, beautiful... a woman, a human Flesh, blood and bones a pair of lips, bright brown eyes hidden beneath a man's disguise a woman thrives to live
I've been standing here longer than you think, just taking a very long good good look at me through the eyes of those who know, those who don't, and those who don't give a damn.
She's broken inside with nowhere to hide, yet she has everything in the world. She's got family and friends and the spoiling never ends. But what she wants is just a connection. Where is he?
There's more to me more than you can see you don't know the hurt I do you don't know what I have to loose I show you a smile but inside I still cry you'll never know how I truely feel
I don't know why, Why I feel this way. I don't know how, How to let you go. I don't know what, What to do. Confused about everything, Everything but you. I feel hollow.
When I think of words I think of numbers, or knights Or of nights When the sky is an inky black the kind your fingers Almost slip into Like a sleeve, or oil
BUT WHAT IS THIS? THIS SOUL DIMINISHING DEMON ENDLESS SCREAMS OF PLEA AS CRUEL HANDS SHATTERS AN INNOCENT SOUL CATCHING TEARDROPS IN MY HAND AS I WATCH MY LIFE , MY SOUL DRIFT AWAY INTO THE WIND
When someone asks "Are you gay?" When someone says "You look lik a guy." When someone knows the truth they know me by no lies they just dont know it all the real alswers to their questions
When will the darkness end? Will morning ever come? Will I always have to pretend? Or will the mask be broken by some? The smile on my face, Is almost never real, I put it there to hide,
It's unbelievable how much hurt there is out there Not very many of us actually are willing to take a stand To even care If we could just put aside our differences Unite And fight To feed the hungry
I broke the vow, and ran out of the church. I did for us! I did for our love! And nevertheless, I disappointed my father.
My dearest what do you see in me? what do you feel when you touch my skin? does your blood swell like the tide in your veins? Do you hear the ocean in the conch of my ear?
What you think of me Is something that you will always believe But today, I will take off my mask That hides my dreadful past Before, I hold back my tears To hide my dreadful fears
You seem to put me in the same category as your LAST and hardly give me a chance bc of what happened in the PAST.. But how can you expect love come already stable and ADJUSTED
Love? What is love? Love is hurt . Love is pain Love is the feeling of going insane
Maybe I am living in a bubble Where if I come out I must show people who I really am Where if I come out I am openning myself to pain Where if I come out I am openning myself to the eyes of the world to judge me
Why cant you see That he is the one The one for me The choices I make Are the right ones for me I wish you would give yourself the chance To show everyone What I see in you
She silently gilded across the moon reflecting sandThe dreadful night everything was takenThe torture, the torment and the painHer heart ached…ached for himAs her eyes looked to the heaven’s above
Alas will you look at me Hence forth it shall be A proclamation of such beauty. We watch as the stars fall from the sky. You hold me as a tear drops from mine eye as we gaze at the flutters of many a butterfly.
I think I always knew I would love you. As a kid I used to joke that I would marry you, but somewhere down the winding road of life that joke turned from a hearty giggle to a light-hearted laugh of sincerity.
I write for just a few things,Only a few know. Of what could it even be. Is it of love? Is it of anger? Or could it even be loss? Well...I'm here to say.
Endless Words Which lock your eyesPlentyPlenty of puns and idiomsI'm on another planetSeems to be from a different worldHiddenFoggy and somewhat unclearMeaning
You weren't suppose to see your unexpected timely arrival caught me by surprise and you weren't supposed to see The disappointment turn to happiness in my eyes the smile that belies my true emotions come to rise
Ugly, fat, oh the names I’ve been called. You ask if they bother me, I should say not at all. I should hide behind my smile and silently say, I am who I am and nothing can change me anyway.
"Is she always like this?" I'm asked time and time again The crowd always follows Even when they know nothing They're curious about her As only the physical is obvious to them
Tears and Blood Shed in the night She is cold, And she’s alone. For why she cries, So many have died And she fears the fate For her own. He hits her, When she’s crying.
Another day I return to my bed Another search again with no end I remember the moment I saw you You were different than anyone I ever knew
Between the ink & paper Is where the true story lies Between the written word I hide myself
My love, My darling, Oh, where are you? I’ve searched and scoured the earth for you. I’ve left no rock unturned. My heart is failing, My hope is fading. Where could you be?
Always on my mind Your presence never binds As of lately I can't let go Of these feelings, so low Zap away those neurons That make your face appear Very, extremely, and closely near
Behind this smile that you all see, their lies a girl who's trying to be. She puts up a front that seems so strong but on the inside she can't hold on for long.