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For the first time, after locking up my heart after building these walls im ready to leave this comfort zone this space I've created where I stopped letting others get close im ready to leave it all behind,
you're so uniquely your own so perfectly imperfect that it makes my heart hurt just thinking of you but i'm so scared because no matter how much i need you you'll never need me with the same earnest.
Amy please let go of my heart My lounges need room to expand And i find it hard to breath When you press my chest like that. Amy i know your easily scared
i still remember the feeling of your hand holding onto mine our fingers intertwined i miss our silliness as we tickled each other and laughed together or when you put you arm around me
how curious it must be to feel your own heart beating warm and pulsing as you know without a doubt you're still alive i wonder what it feels like the pain in my head is not the same
Darkness is to me, Like demons are to Hell. My cold and lonely residence Kept hidden in this shell. "I'll teach you how to smile", they say "I'll teach you how to shine. I'll teach you how to love,
Crying alone in the dark Every night it is the same I’m too sick to make friends And way Too tired to smile
Is there anybody there? You know, I’m getting pretty lonely in here. Stuck inside my head. I guess I have my thoughts for company,
How my brain responds to “I love you”:
Living with anxiety is like living in an invisible box. It has 7 walls, one for every day of the week and a glass ceiling to remind you that you’ll never escape. The box’s name is fear.
When I was a child I used to wonder why the veterans in town didn’t like the fireworks on the 4th of July. I thought that’s what they fought for, the freedom to make things go boom.
As birthdays pass by, I start to reflect my memories on the past years more and more. I am getting older, and so is everyone around me including my parents
I had a key, To my heart, It was only for me, To play my part. I gave away the key, To a boy,
Feather light touches, blink and they’re gone. I used to watch flowers in the early Spring bloom, unfurling the curl of their petals in a yawn
Sometimes we run. Just run. And run. Sometimes not fast enough to escape our problems. But sometimes we run so fast we forget to slow down and enjoy our gift.
I’m standing up here to tell you that this isn’t easy It’s like not being supported by any ground under your feet I can feel my heart playing jump rope with my vocal cords
1 Her eyes, they were not as bright as they used to be. 2 But even though she mostly wore black, her mind was a rainbow full of colors.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Showtime!
I’ve lost my map and I have no clue where I am going The fear of not knowing has continued growing The way I am has been lost for months
A Year Alone I chose to go, to somewhere that was quite unknown. A Year Alone; A long plane flight. I cried myself to sleep that night. A Year Alone, Strange Family.
Roses are red Violets are blue, I was afraid to talk about sex with you. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know how Please me why this is such hell. Talking with trust
get out... get OUT... get out of your head... Don't be so awkward... Socialize... I stand in the corner of the room holding a cold cup. One foot forward, then back.
It is not that deep It will cool you off It makes my hard shell become soft The dangers of the big blue The one that cleanse you
Think of life, never to be forgotten Heart is open and never closing Mouth is moving, words are spoken
Everything shakes. My eyes flash. I wake up. You walk past. Shadow figure, With elegant grace. My heart bangs,
Everyday is like a nightmare. I would rather be elsewhere. But my fears are here, It feels so severe. I’m afraid of giving up.
I was in love once, And a painful ordeal it was. I tried so hard to be the perfect one, To be the one that she wanted. I didn’t realize then,
I can still hear it ringing in my ear It’s been months now, but I still can’t shake the fear Tears roll down my face Thinking back on the time when I was all but safe I still remember the stormy weather
Tired bone and sorrowed hand, Make of thee all that you can. Build thy life of hope and tear, Of all thy love and all thy fear.
A tight emptiness in my throat A quick consideration of options but endlessly told to say nothing Youth does not hide the terror in trying or the knife swallowed as i do nothing
Intermission has failed me. A trip wire was not part of my blocking- It left me on my knees. Broadway lights, turning off with a loud Shunk
I can’t see anything, for I am sleeping. I can’t feel anything, for I am dreaming. I’m breathing, I’m breathing. Chest in, chest out. The darkness surrounds me in a beautiful blanket of security and love.
Picture It If a picture is worth more than a thousand words, What is the worth of a single word alone?
help me,I want to dieI want that knifeI want the lasting peace I hate meI hate how I have everything,and I still feel like dyingI hate how I cant love her enough
Wake up, roll out of bed Hit the floor, legs like lead Emotions are weighing me down Dawn my mask to cover my frown My mask of Immaturity My mask gives me security
i dont know if im really who i say i am if im happy if im great who knows what i am no one but me. but im making sure that even knows my image and my heart im sad and happy who i am limbo i just want to obtain that one thing every human desires ha
A walk through the woods On a cold Winter's Night, Brought up such terrors And gave quite a fright. I stepped through a clearing Bathed in Moonlight. A large lump Beyond Didn't look quite right.
I am quiet most of the time. I just stare and think. My words get frozen within my lungs. And I believe my thoughts are deadly. People tend to ask me, "why are you so quiet?"
Handfuls of hair tugged tight,Kids crying out in fright,Do they know this is why people cry at night?People thinking they are always in the right,
Oh my, This hurting in my sternum Is very concerning I turned to smoking and drinking and pill popping as solutions. But broken hearts feel What normal hearts wish they could,
She was pure poison Striking at what she wanted most and pushing away those who got in the way. She wanted something odd, maybe to make herself seem more full:
I once had a dream That I could fly. I flew so high, Oh so high, Now that I think back That was a scary thing
There once was a cave, There lived three bears, A momma, a daddy, and a cub. They lived happily hunting and hybernating. Once, they were out hunting.
Sleepless Nights Naeha Inapanuri Those nights. I lay awake All that comes to mind Is everything I ever did wrong. The demons,
Eyes open I can feel but not see, What is this pain overwhelming me? Am I alive, Can I breathe? You see not long ago it was you and me, You and I, He and she there- I was alive, I could breathe.
Something in my gut tells me to just run away, move on and find someone less difficult but then a spark of hope ignites in my heart and says
Dear Fear, You strike out of nowhere like a snake killing its prey. Wrapping your tight body around me until I can’t catch my breath.
She heard his ragged breathing, but there was no one on the other end of the line. It was another voicemail, just one of the many he sent late last night.
Dear Mr. Trump, The art of the deal? Well I can see the appeal. But the things that you spout- I can't beleive that they're real. It's like being first in mario kart, and then slipping on a peel.
To others that do not understand, they call you jitters, uneasiness, or maybe worries but you are so much more than what it may seem. You are anxiety, misery in its purest form
My stomach tied in knots, my heart beating fast. I'm wondering how long this feeling is going to last. I'm scared.
Love is like a poorly made bridge. It's not able to bear much weight, It collapses under pressure, And sometimes it's just really scary to face.
Concrete jungles and, Life without struggles Hunting for cuisine with, Sharpened green Traveling rolling canoes on, Dark gray routes
I wish not to be forgotten Or my seemingly numb heart Because of the things I’ve said But did not meant And my dry voice
look, i never meant to hurt you i never even meant to care i've been hurt too many times before honestly i think we've all been there. i never meant to scare you, to tell you about my past.
Dear College, I've heard a lot about you. People say you're great, a real relationship, so much better than high school. But I'm scared. Really scared.
The scarce embrace of someone so distant, Yet so warm you feel, just by hearing their voice And the dark cloud hangs over you, only because you want them there,
why do I stare into your eyes? not with lust not with desperation but with a new found curiosity because i love you why do i willingly let you scribe your name into my fragile skin? not with pain
Because I Love You I protected you from bullies since we were little. "Crybaby" "Loser" "Whiny" "Weak" They called you all this and more, but I stopped it Because I Love You. Classes separated and we drift,
I'm afraid. I'm afraid of the dark. I'm afraid of horses. I'm afraid of heights. I'm afraid of drowning. I'm afraid of death.
Each and every snowflake is different from the others. There is something calming about standing outside and watching the snowfall.
I'm screaming crying out in an echoed room Love me my own voice makes my ears bleed the thumping in my head won't stop Love me I'm on my knees my hands matted in my hair Love me
Bound by blood, This wicked hate This unsettling darkness, This thing that only we know about. Trapped by fears, We shiver in the cold. No one knowing what we hold.
I am lost I am found I am dark I am light I can be happy I can be sad What am I? I am human Yes, I'm scared
Boom! The sound of another gun shot. Breaking news! Another murder. Seek shelter! Another flood. What is this? It is a mad world, but also a bad one.
They say you see someone’s soul Through their eyes I see their souls In the money they Slide into my jacket
I am terrified I shelter my heart with my hands I am terrified to hurt and to hurt another I am terrified I am numb I am... numb I am terrified so please, please don't abandon me darling
Congratulation, You graduated. Now to begin the rest of your life. Now I need you to sign away the next 4 years, To more schooling, And growing debt.
Outside of these walls, I see the world falling. People of this so called great country is drowning. The hatred is radiating off of souls, the words said to eachother are foul. When will the anger die down?
it's 11:58 and i can't sleep, glitter is coming out of my eyes and it's cutting them open my ears are dripping beeswax in some dumb attempt to block it out im alone, so alone
You and I we´re made of broken glass broken dreams broken hope bitter dust burnt to ashes stuck in a timelapse of what we could have been could´ve done should´ve said
Close your eyes. Breathe. Count to ten. One. Two. Your heart begins beating faster and faster, causing a terrible pain inside. You bring your hands to your chest and dig your fingers into yourself.
As the year went by, I seem to realize how terrible it was. The year chewed me up, and had no decency to clean its own mess. It took away the lives of many Great people,
Senior Year: Second semester College freshman: Second semester Prom, graduation, ditch day, freedom Fear, home sick, scared, broken A year of love and excitement
There are 365 days in a year That means There are more than 365 chances For my life To change Each a little more Every day
That girl you see that girl over there the girl with the naive face the one who trust everyword you say
I wanna know what you’ll notice Cuz you’ll never say no But know this I can’t get my mind off of you And I find myself smiling Imagining we kiss And I stop to think the way you just don’t
All my life I wished to be special. I've never been quite sure why and perhaps I never will but I always dreamed of being unique.
Just come around, So that I can be found. You can't always cope, But you will always find hope. In sickness and death, Every second could be his last breath.
You always say you want the truth... So I'll provide it But it won't be easy to understand Because I don't understand it myself. Sometimes I hate you. I just really really really hate you.
Now that I'm getting closer to the end I'm scared. I don't see what everyone else sees in me anymore. I have failed so many times in my eyes. When others try to shine a light on me I ran and hide knowing I'm unworthy of its shine and warmth.
It's painful That helps Not really To describe it Seems a little Silly For me Pain is Your heart I want To throw it Away sometimes Because too often
The clock ticks slowly Yet fast and maliciously Time is running out No time to flee Heart hammering Breath quickening Bones paralyzed Quaking with fear In shoes that are
Tendrils bloomed on the horizon, you could smell, the burning, you could feel, the hatred, you could hear, the oppression. But touch, no man's contmeplation.
Fear, something everything is born with It can’t be washed away or forgotten Whether it be a child’s fear of monsters in the dark
NO What song was I listening to? NO How fast was I going? NO What time was it? NO Where was I going? NO Where did I come from? NO Where is my other tire? NO
I am a bird I am free to fly wherever I want But I choose to stay in my nest There are people out there who's job is to hunt But my nest is the best and I choose not to stray I love my nest
Scared? Lonely? Me tooLove never abandons meI cannot leave love
Chocolate rolled curls and a wide bridged nose Your absence invokes poignancy in me And yet, I am gay at the sound of your twinkling voice Calling me sunshine, your angel, your baby
Why are there so many things in this world to worry about? Why do I wait and wander in my worries when I could be doing something fun like making babies or going on journeys? Why is the world so mean?
How can you expect her to sleep when the wolves outnumber the sheep? How can you expect her to close her eyes when it always allows her demise? In this world it's dangerous to even blink
Hero wanted No experience necessary A hand is needed
With two fingers down my throat I taste only shame as I imagine myself with a negative 2 inch waist and a gap between my legs that could've gone on for a mile and I envision the boned creature that dances in the darkest corners of my mind parading
Don't romanticize this and say some boy or girl will pick you up off the floor and hold you in his arms and wipe your tears away and kissing you anyways. This is the gruesome reality of always smelling like puke. It never goes away.
Late night woken, barely alive. struggling to see the light through other's eyes. covered in darkness, covered to the core. try to show people me, but they don't see the sores.
i can feel you looking at me when i walk past you. you see me, you act like you didn't, but i can feel your eyes on me. you only have two eyes but it feels like a million. it feels gross. it feels dirty. it feels scary.
Put the food down, Girls look better thin. Don't frown, Smiles always win. Don't cry, People will think you're insane. Look away from football, Let boys enjoy their game.
"The dreams of a girl Not her own thoughts Deeper i fell I was taught, How to kill. Only in dreams Would i see Such a thing The horror seeped through No longer i trust
" We cannot escape They are coming With poisoned words And glinting swords We cannot escape They are marching Towards us and towards the war We cannot escape
"Death whispers to me, saying"honey pretty please" But even if I ask it to leave, It still follows me. I turn down a dark alley, But no it's just a hall way, And i'm late for biology.
What if it's cancer? What if it's cancer with no cure? The pain comes and goes The pressure is constant At first it was like a ball was at the base of my spine I couldn't get comfortable to sleep
"When will the dying end? when you shed your last tears Tired of smiles being just pretend But too scared to face our fears When will the hate cave in? Only crying when no one hears
"I am so different now I never wanted to stand out I wanted to fade into the crowd But my thoughts were just too loud A whisper to a shout The words come pouring out."
"Footsteps through the fire But I don't feel a thing Burning even brighter I sour on angel wings Down in a ditch I can see the light If I could only reach I try with all my might
"When anger finds me buried deep The hurt inside might make me weep I try and take one final breath Before I meet a friend called Death Must go on Must break free But Anger tries to keep it from me
I want to roam free in the wild I’m scared I want to experience the world I’m scared I want to know love for the first time I’m scared I want to help people I’m scared
I knew a girl who got her hair set on fire Her things stolen, ruined because, a girl, she desired "Kill yourself, fag." But is being gay so wrong? Well, she listened to them and now she is gone.
Scared of what? I can’t say I got to go, have to getaway Heart begins to thump, to race wild Feeling frightened, alike a child Breathing quickens, I want it to slow, get back in control
Drifting away never seemed worse The thought of what is coming very near Appears to be much more than just a curse Like living life in a horror premiere
Hushed within myself the instrumental softly incurred.
Facebook Request Like Message Hey Flirt Date Butterflies Flirt Date Calls Kisses Deep conversations
I'm not a mastermind of a poet, and no one needs to tell me this because I know it. I write whats on my mind, with the intention of clearing my own sky, because I need it.
I lay down,
Would you let me kiss you
Hypothetically, if I told you I loved you would we still be friends? If I promised to keep a promise but didn't would our friendship depend? I'm speaking hypothetical and never intend to hurt you.
I will be your strong tree I will, just give me the key I am alone Atleast I am not a clone I will be there when you cry I will leave if you lie I am true I don't know what you go through
The first time i ever saw you i was lost for words, but not for the reasons you may think. You see i was lost for words because you sat right next to me and barely acknowledged my existence.
College? What does it mean? A lot of experiences? A simple routine? The first year living on campus is always quite something. You make friends, relationships, And even some enemies.
The red and blue lights flash waking up to a commotion my sister on a gurney
I think you all know this, To God we do belong, To him we depend, Let him be your friend, For he is always there for you.
A fatherless showdown. He is around but he’s not. His ghost still creeps in his body,
What is it to be the one Who watches their world fall apart before their eyes? What is it to be innocent as the ones you love break the walls and often... -themselves upon them?
A symphony of horror Plays before my deceitful eyes Just looking at them is torture I try to remember it's all a lie The tremondous demon suspened above me Extensive teeth, only inches away
She sits there, thoughts swirling around her A hurricane of hurt and pain There's no escape. They follow everywhere. Haunting and creeping through her daily life
I don’t want to let go
This is not my face. This is a façade I have worn this mask forever, so long I almost forget it's not really me But I am not alone in this We all hide ourselves at times I chose to hide forever
I only m
How are we supposed to move beyond yesterdayWhen we are not confident in tomorrow?How can one moment you be so sure...and the next time feel borrowed?How can all the joy we found, be remembered now as sorrowed?How can time go on long enough for...
late at night, can't sleep my brain screams my fears at me, sensing my weakness.
I'm freaking out I'm upside down I'm scared and afriad I want to know my fate But when I do I still won't have a clue Of what to do With myself For my health
I wasn't able to believe exactly what I was looking at.
We're all just fucked up, living in a fucked up world. I go out drinking to forget my boyfriend. I find myself with an epiphany, I am more important. I sigh and I sit on this pavement that is cold.
Things aren't right but you can't tellIt's like I'm trap all alone in this cell
A big ball of tangled yarn That can't seem to sort itself out.
I still believe in the Boogey Man. His image has changed throughout the years. His claws are now stress, digging into my skin, pulling out my hair. His eyes glow yellow,
Who am I ? Im a young black African American teen. The one who always gets in trouble. Always getting locked behind bars. Six feet in the ground. Or a bullet wound. Who am I ?
Some not all can see, But we all have flaws don't we? Flawless is not me.
Dealing Small, fractured bones Dealing Life-changing codes Dealing Broken homes Dealing Depression grows Overcoming Healing wounds Overcoming Death assumed
Im not like you. Im too much like me.
You awaken my ungratified soul, Lest I lay in the snare of my skin and bones, You resemble an angels grace and a sense of hope, Take my spirit and don't let go. Call me in and let the light rush forth,
Light feet beat out the rhythm lodged within the recesses of her wild mind,bringing to lifethe sweet melodiesof Mother Earth.Soft lips sing the truth of the world
Her eyes sparkled like onyx But her head was bald She walked slow but steady Wasn't sure about life but she was ready And she Was beautiful He lost half his face in the blast
Bullies and parents put me down
3 a.m. knocks and awakes my fear. soft plush droplets sparkle the stars, gliding down a glass cold water. Quite stale from a few hours sitting on the bedside.
Without the Filters,
I Wish I wake up and dress my face up in camoflague to protect me My true values bottled up from my adversaries Skeptical whether not to expand my horizons
Here I am. All alone, yet somehow surrounded, by the lights, the noise, and the all the people, so slow. Is it slow?
existence crafted out of abuse
Who am I? Who are you? A mirror. I am you. I am the reflection of you. The true you. Your heart. Your soul. Your inner being. Your every essence. You have an indelible presence.
The retinas target the illusions,
Its supposed to be like the magazines Loads of friend in highschool Choosing your prom dress Obsessing over dates But I'm starting college in a month I have a few friends And terrified of relationships
Neglect–ed Ringed out with blood and stretch marks. Wrinkles written in between the crevices of my eyes. They sting and burn. Fighting, fighting, and falling. I kept falling. I failed.
Scared of being judged by the wandering eyes. Society preaches the importance of diversity. Why do people feel the need to live a life of lies? Unaccepting glances create adversity.
You know that feeling you get when you walk alone? The feeling that somebody else is there? You get the sensation of footsteps behind you But you are too afraid to turn and look?
I am scared and alone I wonder what death feels like I hear snickers and whispering at all times I see hatrd in the mirror I want to be numb I am scared and alone I pretend that I am happy
To leave everything you have known Is simply the continuation of Life. We live like everything is for sure, When everything comes as a fight.
I’m scared to tell you what’s going to happen, ‘Cause I’m not ready to let you go, I’m scared if I tell you, We might never grow, I’m scared to say “I love you”, ‘Cause it ain’t so,
It can be hard to stop and think about the man behind the curtain.the one thats truly hurtingThe one thats not deservingYou can never be confident with the one behind the curtain.
It was a joke Such a cruel, sick joke The type of joke that your best friend pulls on you When you are sleeping
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
I am alone A single soul Who's heart is cold Bound by the thought of everyday madness Kept awake by the sobs of every night sadness The tears feel like fire upon my eyes The days end in long sighs
A face, they see, a smile so wide A heart, they hear, beats strong inside. But they do not know, they cannot see, The troubles and darkness inside of me. A girl, my age, lives so far away,
I sit quietly ignoring the pain, but she whispers to me. I try to eat, but she whispers to me. I try to laugh and almost succeed, but she whispers to me. What is she whispering? Hate. Slander. Lies.
Cocooned. Trapped in lucid pristine existence. Sheltered, Hidden, from troublesome reality. Delicate wings, You stretch them to fly, but ensnared by the inexperience,
Everyone's got a canvas
Flashing lights, screaming sirens. heart stopped, panic
how is i that i lay here listening to sad songs and the pouring rain letting vodka slip down my throat into my veins counting seconds between lightning and thunder... how is it that with this razor in my hand
let me tell you our story well, I don’t know your story but I know mine and I want to tell you why I ran away i know it’s been a year
Write all my wrongs. I hit my highs and I'm gone. You make it easy to stay, Grounded, and well rounded. I wish I recognized the difference Between how it felt and how it sounded.
Cybil pushed through the parlour egress She did not like to think what lay beyond the recess For her imagination raged and galloped And thought up all manner of horrible things
Did you see that? That, there. That lady is staring at me. She keeps looking over here. Do I have a booger in my nose? Is my receding hairline showing? Twenty years old with a receding hairline.
The sharp and the stabbingLike the shards of a broken bottleAnd its gleaming smoothnessLike the beads of a necklaceThey cut my stomach liningLuminescent- like stolen stars
"Thank God I hate pain." I said to my mother the day I got close. "Thank God I'm smart." I say to my parents when it gets really hard. "Thank God I have someone." I say to the one friend who will listen.
A glass set before me;
A smile on my face pretending nothing is wrong, being scared, nervous, and sad it was unbearable and it happened that strong.
Every morning, I attach this, Balloon to my belt. Never have I felt, So weightless, Unsparing, regardless.
A broken heart will remember its wounds. A mind scarred will remain scarred. A body touched cannot be untouched. But another bottle won't fix it all. And the high only lasts for a moment.
You love me,I know it,Are you scared, angel?You love me,
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting
he tells me to trust him... he holds me so close... frighteningly close... i am shaking he insists it was the drinks but as he wraps his arms around my waist
I scare myself It’s not being good at being bad Though that too plays in It’s what happens within dreams The reality and sin It’s the reflection of what you fear Thought up by your subconscious
I want to hear from you What you have to say Whatever is on your mind I know you feel empty, Alone, and scared. I know that from the very first Moment you heard the phrase
He may not know it but, she fell hard for him. Harder than a naked body belly flopping against a freezing pool of water. Like glass breaking against her skin. She may not reliaze it, but he's drunk with love.
God, I just want to know your plan. I want to be able to count the number of setbacks I will have on my fingers. I want to know if my heart will still have to endure more pain. I want to know if I'll get divorced too.
my brain awoke, but my eyes stayed shut. it felt as if 100 lb dumbells hung from my eyelashes, streatching them across my face.
My generation Only knows hate Because it's all we've seen.
Bones rattling It's just two words Why are they so hard to spit out? Skin dripping Isn't this what you've been wanting? Haven't you wanted to tell them? Mind reeling
A lost little girl Stuck in a world Full of monsters and criminals Scared to fall asleep Because of the men who rob her of her dreams
I should have never said yes before I knew it to the car we went strapped my seatbelt innocence I should have never said yes as the car's speed inclined he protested the drive letting anger decide
We are scared of being judged. We are scared of being wrong. We are scared of sounding dumb. We are scared of change. We are scared of the future. We are scared of relationships.
I want you to see See beyond the masquerade that the wanderers in the hallway notice See beyond the eighty different shades of color that my hair fluctuates between
Overlooking the ripples from a pier far above, I hear a distant roar of the waves that I love. The sound hits my ears like a baseball hits the glove.
Scared hiding from the thing scaring me Scared of the loud sounds I hear Scared that tomorrow may never come Scared that life is to short for comfort Scared to be alone Scared that I haven't done enough
Shadows playing tricks on me shallow is the night The wind whispers lies to me deceitful is the night Together they weave fairytales too good to be true
Dead man walking Sentened by the boss Look who's talking Sorry for the loss Dead man walking We'll get there somehow But where are we now? Let's get rolling
They call me the "Ice Queen" for a reason. I honestly don't know what happened. Even when I was kid, young, naive, and believing in everything, I didn't believe in myself
Don't tell me you're sorry If it takes my blood Dripping to the floor For you to notice You're not truly sorry You're just desperate For a quick relief
--How much pain How many tears How many times must I say the word LOVE How many broken hearts must I suffer from How many times do I have to stare at a blank response How many lies
The thought of liking someone
Paddling so hard from the water wall behind. Too slow and i fall. Then I tumble and I roll to submerge to the unknown.
Who will I be if this is to happen... If god or whoever it is up there Allowed for something like this to be where inside of me could
He's on every wall of every room, Around our necks and in our heads, In our hearts, in what we said. He hangs on the cross, Head bowed in shame 'Cause you can't do one thing.
What do you actually see when you look into these dark brown eyes? Do you see a girl with happiness all around her or a girl galloping through a meadow filled with dasies.That's what you think you see but you dont really see the
You're the time taken up, I will never have enough. You're the words, flooding down, I see the ink, pouring out. You're the dreams I see at night, I can't explain this sense of "right."
She was beautiful once. She was feisty once. She could ride a Harley, choke a stogie and found herself as a fine woman of the 50’s.
I am a piece Of broken glass With sharp, corroded edges If you touch me You'll bleed, and become connected With all the secrets I try to keep. I am jagged, Dirty, Cold.
I'm not sure Where I came from Not sure That I care Don't know my heritage I've come from everywhere I suppose I'm from My mother But the pieces Are all wrong Button eyes
The social media has built up bullying And the principals won’t do anything They say “kids will be kids” or “we’ll figure something out”
He's a failure In my class he won't survive 17 and black? I'm surprised he's alive He's just a stupid football player Is that all you think I am? Just another statistic? Disgracing Uncle Sam?
I don't think you understand The effect the word 'college' has on me. The more you talk, The more my heartbeat races. Taking off like a plane to Britain It won't stop.
A shiny lock Numbers written around the edge in a circle I watch as it turns Back and forth The numbers blend together Amd I get confused and lost No longer sure how to unlock it
Small dark places are where I escapeSome may think it’s rather strangeThat I seek solace in this place So small and crampOne can barely breath But here there is silence No yelling mothers
what seems so easy isn't to some makes them feel queazy terrified of whats to come speaking in front of a variety for a simple presentation those who suffer social anxiety
When my Great Grandmother was near death in the hospital I was curious to see what an old person's butt looks like, so I kept standing on my tippie toes to catch a see
The ball bounces against the crack of the drive Two little girls laugh as they miss the backward shot. Dusk disappears like their childhood
What is the world just stopped turning? I may just give up. What if the world gave up? I could let everything go. What if the world let everything go? I would feel very scared.
Your panting, screaming, something’s coming, but you cannot tell what, You run into a new room, and make sure the door is shut. You think of what could be chasing, hidden from afar,
I think I saw a robbery today.A man just fiddling with the door.He looked at me watching,I know he saw. He looked me in the eyesI just stood there frozenI knew what he was thinking.I was going to die.
Take my handHold it tightTell me Things will be alrightI am scaredYou were rightThese thingsAlways were in sight
In this mind full of clutter, this mind they called crazy. The memories still live, yet the image is now hazy. This paper understands me, it puts my mind at ease. With a deep breath, I write and the voices suddenly cease.
Pen to paper Fingers to keys Words spitting from these blistered lips Words that bare my soul I hide myself behind smiles and laughter So you don't see my pain, feel my terror
“You smell like cigarettes”, she said. “That’s because I smoke”, he said.
I write to express myself To show that there’s more To what you see on the outside Inside there is a girl Who has been through hell and back But keeps a smile on her face
I remember the storm outside. Its raging winds beat up against the house. The family was due back hours ago. So I will wait a little longer.
Everyday we walk through the Air. We hear things, See things, in a way that others don't. Everyday we walk through this Hell. We feel things, taste things in a way that others don't
LIfe, How awkward it can be. Concerned looks, I feel so uncomfrotable. HIding in my skin, I find the real person I am. And to be honest... The real me scares me.
I'm Scared. For the last eighteen years of our life we've known only what we are told, but after you are handed your diploma, you will forever be catapulted through what we call life.
I tend to get scared when I think about my life. What happens when it just ends? I've never really believed in a god or an after life. All of that just seems silly and make believe.
Lead me true I’m walking on a tightrope Moving so slow. I’m walking on a tightrope with With know where to go.
I entered a new place It was different and scary I was afraid of it I didn’t know what would happen I knew most But also knew none There were those who knew me When I didn’t know myself
We'd promised each other "No Feelings." But I don't think our hearts were in it. From our first smile, touch, laugh, and kiss, something began to grow in us...
Remember when the only thing that scared us was the shadow in our room. We would be scared to look under the bed. And the closet was our only enemy. Life seemed simpler when we were young.
I need it to breathe. These poems, they aren't just words or even songs to me. They help me find out who I really am, they make me see, they make me see the good the ba and the ugly in me.
Do you feel as I do do you see as I do like the world is fake like it isn't there Does it scare you Does it frighten your very soul
The traitors of the past were never washed away They have procreated and created the haters of today They continue to feed of negativity And deter you from accomplishing any relative impossibility
I came I went I left broken I'm gone and haunted will I cry and break or will I hold strong for mothers sake I came I went I left broken
Hush they said Okay they said alright they said
This is your year to leave the nest Your mother cries, Your father cries, Wishing you all the best This is the year you must look after your own health Time to take the claws out and fend for yourself
who am i who are you what are we really can you answer questions or not really see we spend so much time judging by wats on the outside when are we gonna see wats on the inside
Scared and alone No one around for miles To just lend an ear. You traveled for days Just hoping to find someone Who would care. People cannot fill this void, Humans cannot make you whole.
What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged? Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bed ime story,
Silently screaming for what comes After the red rush Everything will be fine Except for maybe when black scars Meet my friends, my blades, my blades, my Sanity lies in them. Unless there is no –
It's almost here As I count down the days, I can't help but feel scared I leave my old life behind to pursue something new Looking at the cap and gown hanging beside me I can't help but feel like crying
I am expendable. And I absolutely will not believe that I can do great things. I understand this may be a surprise, but “Have faith in your abilities” Was a lie, and “I’ll never figure it out”
I have 98 days until I’m gone Gone from friends, gone from family, gone from home I have 98 days to get ready Deadlines, clothes, jobs, money I have 98 days to think Am I ready ? Or am I not? Can’t it just wait?
Drained. Life has been drained from me. Care. I don’t anymore. Live. Something that is getting harder to do. Be. Something I just can’t anymore.
They tell me it will be fine. That it's just a little nap. Then they make race car sounds as they push the bed in the white room. They put a plastic cup over my mouth and tell me it might taste funny.
Society stalks me, A spectre of the REM world, Like Krueger…it creeps up on me, Only this time…I know I won’t wake up. My life is a terrible secret, trapped inside Pandora’s Box.
The thick white The sky has no light The smell of soil And weeds And my barefeet, Let me breathe. This sundress Is too thin to cover me. Where are you God? I’m afraid they’ll see
Broken street I’m forced to travel as ice tickles porcelain cheek. Crystal leaves forbidden trail now, my traitor heart still beats for thee.
Starting to run, crying tears of blood. Ambushed by my own demons. Remembering the stupid decisions. Enduring the pain delt by my own hand. Dying inside, over and over.
Through my eyes Your see the fear and pain. A very negative pain that could hurt for life, With nothing more than hate for you.
In a little house, just off the main road I lived and loved with my family. The house was small, and often cramped, But it was warm, with good smells and lots of smiles. It was a house of imagination,
Have you ever been in love with a ghost? A reincarnation of a soul that you once loved freely in a past lifetime But in this one you are only allowed to love behind closed glass doors and one way mirrors
If I were to be perfectly honest with myself, I would have to say too many dead bodies fertilize my mind’s garden. Every nook and cranny between the roots is filled with soiled insecurities.
Wait Because if you feel uncomfortable If you feel frightened And if you feel like you have no choice It's not the right moment Don't let anyone fool you It's ok to wait for Butterflies
A person is as good as their inner image. One should never be judged for the way that they look. Every individual has the right to be looked at by their talents, and the way they treat others.
Mental manipulations manipulate your mind, while you are a sitting empty crack. A treasured wrapper, unwrapped and tossed after being sucked of whatever treasures you have inside.
Breathe Just In and Out You can do it This time you’ve got it
~man of the hour i waited way too long met women that should be strong but he left and did her wrong but baby here i am the man of the hour the one to give you power you see, im here however
I Graduated! High School is finally over I am now going to college to be free It was fun for the moment Parties Late nights Drinking Being on your own Then exams begin to come your way
Close your eyes Feel the breeze Hear the wind In the trees Shed a tear Say goodbye Life is flying Right on by New beginning a fresh start Leaving home Breaks your heart
You call me son. I call you by name. The things you have done You should be ashamed. You say you are a better man, You want me to see. My eyes are open To the man who stands before me.
I was born into a great family When you have a family it is not always about me. A family is about love We all fit tight like a glove.
Practically weightless, yet, it weighs on your shoulders. You either have it or you don't. You have enough or you don't You're not addicted.. Yet, you need it.
A short thought of the future, and what do you find? A scared little girl who is scared out of her mind. So many questions unable to be answered. The darkness of the unknown envelops the space.
The creature scared and common in the dark isolated cave is crying.
Being broke a having you wishing money grew on trees And keys to Mercedes would appear from no where like a stray dog wit rabies And see I'm scared to love a lady
Such little hands With little fingers Such small feet With little toes Sandy loves to play outside Sandy loves to sing as loud as she can Sandy loves to love things She loves pink and dresses
(A poem based on telling my past self four years ago)-Does contain suggestive language Dear freshman me: Hey!- you yes you there blond- hair tip moron -sighs-
Am I ready for the real world? Time just simply flies by Now junior, about to be senior Have thoughts about college, but Not ready Not ready, to leave family Not ready, to leave friends
Tears streaming down these tired eyes, But I ain't afraid no more. I cannot stop all your lies, But I ain't afraid no more.
You hear the waves pounding on the rocks... You know if you get caught in it you'll die immediately but there's no going back.
You feel alone don't you? Your heart is aching with an unbearable pain. He hurt you. And he was the one you trusted most. He broke that and you are mad and upset.
There are a lot of people that Fear what they don't know, The questions then turn into aggressions leaving them stuck in a hatred zone. Why must people fear the original and the different?
A yell, a hit, a tear. Sounds echo in my thoughts Why am I ignorant? Why do I lie? I dream; I don’t remember Well it's nothing new, Nothing to shake the rattles in the mind
I just want to go away and never return. Stay free from all concern, But deep inside I'm afraid I will crash and burn. Possibly take a wrong turn, And be forced to make that apprehensive return.
I’m waiting by the phone For a call that’ll never come. The power’s out The phone line’s down. So I sit and worry the night away. Watching, Listening. For any news That they’re okay.
When I Sleep, before I wake I'm in the car, I can't escape. Driving fast, windows down No one can help me, no one's around. It's much too silent, there are no words, And when I look over, everything is a blur.
Snap awake I'm full of fear Oh, its another nightmare Can't escape the staring faces running races I just can't win can't win