Browse Poems

I would love to wish for peace Or for a lover who cares But truly? I cannot speak too loudly of my wish For that could give me hope But I wish for a chance To meet someone who listens to me And…

I hate this quiet cruelty dressed up as cool, this careless act they think's a rule, this “nonchalant” mask they proudly wear— like breaking a heart is a casual dare. Tell me— how does it feel to…

They ask why she is so eager to escape, To pack her life into boxes and drive away. She wants to say: I just want to get away. Away from the straight-A student. The unpaid therapist. The…

"Xander" "Xander" "Xander, you texted me at 3 o'clock in the morning, I feel like I'm falling. What makes you feel this way?" Life. I don't want to wake up tomorrow. I'd rather stay asleep and not…

Once upon a time, I would live in my past. I would relive every single moment and think of all the things I could have done to change the outcome. Everything was my fault, wasn't it? No? No? Ha, then…

I think I was born with a fuse, not a heart, like something designed just to fall apart. A quiet little hiss lived under my skin, like time had a countdown buried within. And fireworks, people love…

The fear that gives me goosebumps That give me chills The fear that I think about all the time Worries me like I saw a snake The fear that people will be disappointed not to meet their expectations…

I was standing right in front of you and you saw right through me why do you not see me for who I am and that I care for you much more than she can? she will toss you aside when you don't meet her…

I had heavy chains that held me bound - I believed there was no way out of my mess. The devil had messed with my mind to the point I nearly forgot who I am and whose I am. I was losing the battle to…

Why do we hide? We aren't scared We don't have anything to hide But we feel alone And feeling alone means feeling different Different from others From the world So because we don't want to be judged…

Why can’t I be angry too? Why does rage look wrong on me but righteous on you? You slam your fists — it’s called “bad days.” I raise my voice — I’m “lost” or “misplaced.” You push. You pull. You…

I've always praised the dark for holding on despite everyone's animosity. Despite the hate we give it. It's become the things we give it and we hate it more for giving back. I watch as people scowl…

Dear Mr President, Before the bombs fall again, Before the sky burns red with another night of sirens, Before the world braces for the next headline. Please tell us, how much more do you need? How…

They all ask me why I like baking I don't ever know how to answer How do I explain the feeling Of making something out of nothing? Of creating something they couldn't just to prove I can? I love it…

Look me in the eyes Do you see the ice? I hide it well Touch my hands with yours Do you feel the tension? I don't hide it but you don't care enough to feel it You don't even speak to me anymore…

Oh, Madelyn the girl that sits right beside me during my second period. The girl that kept me warm when nights were cold. She put her head on my shoulder and hugged me even though she knew I was…

"What are you doing on your laptop?" everyone asks, I say it is homework, But I'm really writing these poems, The only thing that keeps me afloat, Because if I showed my parents they would be mad I…

Everything crumbles away at my touch, as if I were some monstrous disease, or perhaps just some diseased monster. I've spent nights awake contemplating it, and in reality, it's quite simple, really.…

And I know nothing matters But it doesn’t hurt any less Seeing you go Knowing it’s for the best Knowing it’s the last time I’ll see your face Say your name I can’t count on your response anymore…

It is so deeply exhausting To have to build a roadmap to your own heart Just so someone will pull up to the driveway. She is tired of giving instructions on how to notice her, Tired of explaining the…

They won't remember me I'm the shadow they glimpsed Small talk I'm just that girl they saw I'm a leaf on a rose plant They saw the rose But never saw the leaves I'm like the beautiful pattern on…

They banned our books They banned them because there queer and wrong They say they are putting ideas in children’s heads They blame the books for them being queer They blame the lines of text for…

Go ahead, take a look around. All those bottles? Well, they're broken things I found. That one's full of whatever's left of my self-esteem, and that bottle's just broken, so what? I needed to let off…

"Steal from the rich! Give to the poor!" I scream, poor in self-confidence. Steal me some metal parts so I don't have to feel these human feelings. Steal me some bravado, so I can finally speak my…