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  She inspires me in the way she walks how gracious her voice is as she talks the magic she carries and shares wherever she goes
  She inspires me in the way she walks how gracious her voice is as she talks the magic she carries and shares wherever she goes
Some People NEED To ... " CHILL " ... Because I'm Getting SICK Or Better Still Quite ILL ... !!! Because Some Seem To Think My Lyrics HIT Like BRICKS ... !!!!!!!!
Boxes piled high Stacked so carefully Yet so unsteadily One touch and they tumble The contents spill I pick them up Unhealthy state can't comprehend I project Can't put them away
The water crashes over my body and my ears are invigorated with its sensation: It's cold in here.   I close my eyes. I see colors and hues Dripping. Down. Down. Down.
House of cards Easily blown away by wind It doesn't take long To note how fragile it became It holds memories inside Memories of the good times It has always kept the scent
I am inspired by my past  Not what I went through, But how long it last. After a while it became abuse, Not physical But mental, and emo-tion-al.
Love inspires me to Adore, Pain gave me a reason to work for more. Love inspires me to be Active, Pain gave me a reason to break from being held captive. Love motivates me to do right by others,
The reason people turn cold is because the body can no longer handle the fire constantly suffocating us from the inside. We've learned the more you scream the more smoke invades our lungs, choking our voice.
Mom I miss you.  You are standing right in front of me and yet I miss you    You gave me the world you gave me your youth  and your education  and your precious time  
I have a sister who I love dearly When we are younger We do things together We got separated I waited to see her I could feel her absence But I lived by her memories Years passed before we see
Sometimes I look to the future  and I see the me I hope to be. Lately as I peek I see you because I want you to be so much, and I know you will be.   Not for me, or for the next girl,
As I admire you  As I Count each freckle on your glowing face   As I bless each line and curve that makes up you . 
Why do I write poetry Why am I always so sad I tried to write a happy poem once My sister said it sounded like a goodbye
It’s hard to think of just one thing,  When I consider all that this life will bring What has inspired me, What has set me free?
We’re a couple of listeners Listening to each other Not speaking much   I try to fill this silence I thought it bothered you
I love to look back on the simple times. The simple wonders of life. The lack of fear, anxiety; the lack of responsibility. A total freedom to run around and smell the flowers, play in the trees and messy up my clothes.
Going through this Unseeing eyesGlazed, taking in nothing and everythingRecycling responses, records yearning, break me! Breathing in thisSwallowing a fist full of fiber glass, grinding down,embedded 
I bled into the pages, Hoping, that maybe they'd bleed back into me.
Cry me a river  as i melt through the drain  Your love brought me nothing  but bruised wrists, heart, and brain. So don't you dare leave me  with these glow-in-the-dark scars.
Anna was walking late one night, Hunting for some food to bite But she fell down a simple flight Of stairs that truly were a sight   They found Anna the following day,
I just want you to see the way you've hurt me, the mask I wear everyday to hise the pain, the pain that is going through me, I need this pain to be slain. I just want you to see the way you've hurt me,
“I’m here for you” “ you are not alone” “ you will always have me” The lies that people feed me  They are not there at 2:30 am are they? no, they are not.   They are not there 
truthfully, vulnerability is like an open flamebut you take the leaplike an astronaut
Everytime I see your smile I can feel your eyes carving lies in my flesh Chiseling away at my bones As if your heart is etching lyrics on my eyes, hieroglyphics in my temple,
The sun is shining and the sky is blue My phone rings beside me, I'm delighted it's you Being far away from home I feel so lost But knowing you'll always be there, makes up for the cost
I put on my best brave face As I try to hide That I am breaking inside   People wouldn’t understand What I’m going through Will I ever not feel blue?   Appearing to be strong
LETTING GO I’ve been through a lot lately. Most of it has been so big and painful. But today I’m letting go,
Sometimes we know that there are others more important than us.  I was never a top priority. Why do I keep expecting that I will one day become important too? That one day I will become their top priority.
People tell me to be better. That I should be nice to others. That I should stop being ill-tempered. Stop being envious of others. It hurts. They tell me these words, it hurts.
Tears   Once it is morning In a garden It is The world The trees rise up To dance in the light Of the sky
Stitches by erika taylor   Stitches  Can’t seem to contain  My wounds   Opened, and reopened Like a fresh cut, 
Walking up a concrete hill on the way home from school.  The sun beams against my back.  Creating a shadow darker than my caramel skin. 
I'm deflating slowly,  you don't even notice , I'm slowly fading away , and yet you dont even notice , I feel less and less, important , day by day, I'm breaking down slowly,
There's barbed wire wrapped, Around my soul. Like puppet strings, That others pull. I march to the beat, Of my family's drum. And fear for my sanity, Which I know is gone. 
Hazed silence/   Hazed silence of the drip of water/   Hot steam trails that hit the frigid pavement/   Heavy pants of closure  
RAYAN Limitations My worlds sinking at the bottom of pain, Filled with all the happy moments my life has had to sustain, Broken souls and broken dream that I taught how to entertain.
Screaming In room is hard for me. It's hard to believe you really cared for me. You said you loved me but apparently you loved pills more. Now somedays I wish I would have answered your voice at the door.
Can you help me forget  All the times that I've wept  Over someone who only ever caused me pain  While I wanted his heart  To want mine. I think about him all the time.  
Every flower blooms. They shine bright in the world, but wilt at too much pureness. Even a rose wilts, the symbol of love, a sign of hate. A flower or rose given to you, will always hurt you.
This brain is far from empty, For my demons lodge here too. This body's getting heavy. This soul's ready for the tomb. My body is a shell. a husk of what once was, My mind makes lodge in hell,
Why are you smiling?  
Pain to be documented for the sake of civilization. Pain, language of the unspoken, censored, plugged and precluded. Pain of mothers daughters and lovers, of sons, fathers and admirers.
Can you feel it?  My disparity, It’s there and all I feel. I’m desperate for you, Your touch, 
I've got a black heart, baby. And it runs off of ink. Painful it may be, More painful then you think. Can't you see I'm dying? With a smile on my face. I'm tired of living here,
If you wanted to see how far  you could take it before i broke. Darling you should have looked closer. I was already broken
With each word you speak, I bend away. Away from the contact. away from the pain. I've bent so much. I might just break. I might just snap. Pray for my sake. With each word you speak,
There's a bullet hole Here in this brain Don't look too close You'll scream in pain. I live through this, Everyday But no one sees, So I don't say a thing. There's metal beams.
my canvas isnt clean ,  my paints arent fresh ,  my brushes arent new ,  my headspace isnt fair .  the canvas tainted with his lies ,  the paints mixed contaminated with his charcater , 
How am I to right this? When, the problem's me. I don't think I can fight it. Why can't they all see? I didn't choose the broken, The bitter, insane. But here it lives within me.
Ignore my cuts ignore my scars  ignore my eyes ignore my heart.
There’s a darkness leaking, from my lungs  and barbed wire round my neck. there’s not enough bullets, in this gun. and the beast inside needs fed. 
I’m in pain, everyday  and I’m tired of your disbelief. Tired of the “lies” that you’re sure you see. well I’m tired of everyday,  And I’m tired of being me. just this once, can you listen?
I gave you everything  what more do you want from me? my skin? its coated in pain. my pain? its full of graves my life? there’s nothing left to save. my hope?
I have a hostageBack away, do what I sayOr come clean up a bloody stageThis ain’t no animeThis here is a 12 gaugeIt ain’t blasphemeIt’s reality without a backstageI am here, with myself
i think i was 11 when a stranger first asked where i hid my money it was a cold winter day you could see your breath sway and stay as the snow flew your way i glanced back at his face
Nothing can really be said that has not already been heard, But I shall try.. Oceans of raw emotion portrayed, expressed, undressed and displayed through different torrential variations and depths of
You were young  and dumb.   A  man from Juárez, driving around Aurora.   Banda music blaring  from the speakers,
i'm just so tired and angry and summer is closing in on me i wish i could just stop thinking about that dumb boy all fucking day i'm wasting away
I would give him up a thousand time just to have you So dear, doll, darling, Why do I feel like I'm losing you?
In the silent wilderness, wasn’t so silent My thoughts racing threw my mind, they all seemed so blind. As I claimed to be fine, my limits have now ultimately crossed the line.
Slithering below. I reach my hand to touch it. My hand is now gone.
The mind of the young is bendable, But the prize a child has to offer is not expandable. Many children are told that life is what you make, But are not told it is easier to break.
Oh how I could’ve told this girl what she would’ve faced. To be able to tell her the story of a girl who always sees the good in others but can’t see it for herself.
Hands grip my soul Slowly dragging the life from me A hole forms in my heart Leaving a space that can never be filled.   Two lips hover over me
Bring me to my senses  Make me stop Before I lose all feelings And go numb.   There's something addictive about it Seeing the blood flow
She wears a crown but only in her games She wants power Because she's scared to lose control.   She built a castle of broken dreams
Rain descends from the clouds above. The darkness looms, covers and devours your love. Leaves fall, die and turn to dust. Inside you is this burning lust. A desire to be free. To open your eyes and see.
I lay in silenceBreath heldstaring at a night skyTrying to grasp the depthOf what I’m looking atThe path before meClearly lit by the light from the moon...
My name, Thanatos, resides on all their minds.  Death personified right into its living and breathing form, finds itself in a graveyard as a gravedigger, greatly confined.
I can walk into an all-you-can-eat buffet, and my brain will light up like a gambling addict's. Numbers running in my brain, neon signs floating above plates counting fat and carbs and sugar,
There once was girl  Oh, so bright Who used to smile each day She’d smile in laughter Smile in joy And even smile when grey   For smiling was her safety blanket  A cover for the pain
If the truth is coming outThen I’ll always love youHow could I run away from youWith your eyes like diamondsAnd how could I stay with youWith your voice as gentle as a chainsawYou pulled me in
Burning,My eyes are burning,A family recipe of allergies and tearsThey spill down my cheeksThey pool at my feetCryingI can’t stop itI am no longer in control hereThey go where they please
Words Words Words Words They never get through, we've try to speak our pain but it doesn't matter to you Words  Words 
My heart pains My tears run My tummy aches And all because I can’t love myself the way you once loved me
I've never been able to love myself I've never been able to cherish the small things about me I've always strived to living up to what people expected of me To what society expected of me
I've never been able to love myself I've never been able to cherish the small things about me I've always strived to living up to what people expected of me To what society expected of me
1. Crime scene Bodies open on the floor, bloodied hands, torn chests. Ribcage split open, hearts ripped out. We became a crime scene. Caution: heartbreak lies here. No yellow tape, just bodies on the ground. 2. Burial ground
Sometimes I’m a sexually repressed nun who fell for someone outside the faith,   A guy carrying multiple, heavy bags of groceries for someone who won’t return the favor,
Through the woods, Through the mist; To the place where we first kissed; See the soul, See the eyes; See the tears I knew you cried; Though apart, Not for long; I give you my last song;
I drift to ash, to dust, to sand; I found the fairest in the land; I was lost, and I was found; I was six feet under the ground; She saved me from eternal dread;
Time is passing, still procrastinating.    With much to endeavor, won’t last forever.   Dream so wild, yet aspects mild.    One moment in time, A thoughtless rhyme.  
because you’ve never seen the kind of love that picks you up when you fall because you can’t remember the last time you saw your mother smile or the last time your father’s words weren’t laced with venom
Wake up in the nighttime, I see the stars. Twinkle Twinkle little star, now i know just where you are. This feeling's overwelming, I hope I'm just pretending. This feeling in my heart, it just keeps extending.
All I hear is the blood pumping into my veinAn open cut, slit by my brainI don't scream outI deserve painI prefer myself this 5 years agoI was introduced To a monster in my own skin
Thoughts of youSeeping throughI see anotherThey look like youI start to cryBut got to hideThe pain insideFrom losing youI beat myself Black and blueOver what I did and said
I've got a hole in my heart,It's where my childhood once sat.When I see more of what I lost,That hole just grows bigger.Maybe my problems can be,Rooted back to my old friends.I had to let them go,
Look at my insecuritiesSave your complimentsI'll never believe them anywayCheck out my problemsWatch them grow asYou point them to to meI'm just a sad boyWhy aren't you tired of me yet?
Blood falling like rainYou, trying to help, in vainScreams crying out pain
I couldn’t be more sure Of all the nostalgia I’d endure, If I were to explore A calf love crisis That was so hard to cure,   How your mummy, she knew mine, They’d been friends
She could spread her wings with the birds and the bees and follow the sun as they became one Rays of fire soaking through her pores and wrapped around her bones it lifts her up higher than everyone else 
Eternity   Roses, roses Bloody roses Petals at my feet You love me not My insides rot
I betrayed myself During my younger days, And opened myself up to shame, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Over and over again,   And there are times That knowing what I did
  Soon, I’ll sleep again, I will feel no pain,   For a little time, Peace will be all mine,   My mind will seek Freedom from the past,   I’ll be carefree,
I go back, though Sometimes it’s filled with pain, I go back, ’cos Nothing will be the same, Precious places I first knew, When life and youth And love were new, I flow back, and
There are words, I wish to pluck them from this fray. And hand them to you, In ordered memoirs, Ink, spread thin upon this page.   
It’s happening again, Such unbearable pain, And if my soul is crying As my heart is breaking, then that’s fine…   I’ve let so many people down, Lost so many beautiful opportunities,
Now, I know what you’re gonna think, I know what you’re gonna say, “Another poem, really? It doesn’t even have a title! What’s it gonna ponder on, world problems? We don’t need to be reminded of these things!”
I took a drag and hid behind the rush it gave because when you're high life can't be bad   I pushed the pain aside and let the smoke take me with it while locking my fears inside  
The world is dry and I wish to find an oasis, I am delirious with thirst and the scorpion's poison looks like lemonade I am trying not to turn to toxin but the things I feel are tragic I wish to have no part in them
  She sits in Starbucks drinking her caramel macchiato But she sits alone Her eyes are soft like honey But her face a stone cold mask
I understand not what goes through their minds The hateful, the wicked the all holy divine They speak of God's love and say they will pray if you listen closely they cackle as you walk away
This world today is a tangled mess of opinions and hate and opinions and wait. Stepping outside is like stepping into a court room except both sides of the room are calling me guilty.
I still remember in vivid detail the first time my father made me bleed. It was a cold November evening and we had just finished dinner. I was all dressed up in my golden basketball jersey ready for a game.
You know what they say and you’ve heard what they’ve said Go seize the day Don’t stay home in bed   But my head is too heavy And each move is a battle My bones are not ready
You want me to feel broken Alone, nowhere to go I’ve heard the blades you’ve spoken I have the scars to show   But I won’t stand by complacent Won’t let you spread your hate
To the girl who thinks being gay is a choice:   Honey what is you doing?
I knew you never thought . Presumed that you could feel. Never assuming the worst of you. It was a baffling tale to reveal.
i'll admit it i am not much of a poet i do not know much about rhyming i just know about the individual and how it is hard to be original how we sit here and talk about nothing
Close vibration, sounds felt up and down my body. Just sounds - no meaning. But these words soften my tightness, calm hush calm soft calm warm.   I'll always love you.
“Hey man, saying this for your own good.”  
There once was a peaceful creature hidden away in a sweet cedar forest. The forest was ancient with beautiful features, but never a stranger or tourist  
Do you remember that time at that place with those people? How could I forget? Omg that was the best! I totally miss it! Remember that time that you were crying in the bathroom and I pretended I didn’t hear you? Oh yeah!
I don't know why I struggle to write about the good things Why does intensity only live in the darkness - the pain and depression? Why is the grey of night so much more powerful than the color of day?
I asked you if you were happy you said no I asked for your forgiveness you said no you screamed at the top of your lungs about every way I wronged you,
There is sadness in these bones Deep in the marrow of the house that is my body I am a home to grief and anger You cannot see it in my skin and in my flesh But I flash my teeth and you finally recognize
Sometimes it helps to pause a sec  To bow my head and genuflect  To slow my breath and just reflect On the sins of mortal men   Sometimes I laugh until I cry We’re doomed to cry until we die
What is love? What is trust? What is pain?  What if love is trust, and trust is pain.    In order to love , you have to trust.   Trust that it is love and not lust.
The effect of your affection is wearing out You shouldn't have waited so long Kept him wondering if to you he belongs Only for the agony to prolong The place has turned vacant, yet
Like a small seed beginning to sprout from the soil A story of many chapters begins The plot of a life's story cannot spoil As the small, naive child widely grins  
                                                    For J.  
By my bed, at night, there are three windows Sometimes the moon travels from the first to the third  Sometimes the moon stays on the second
Looking up I will see the Archer high above me his bow pointing at me his star eyes staring coldly fear it surrounds me   as I flee knees collapsing
Love sucks.... this is why.  
Every winter I pull down my sleeves Portraying the mask of my scars' identities  What once the pain summer brought, My heart was filled with nought No longer afraid to show,  The struggle I once woe
These bruises and scars Hold the pages of my past  And on them I will write the Greatest story for my future    — a.k.
How one looks back At the clouded idea of what has happened Defines how the future will unfold Pain That used to be scraped knees Or a break up with the one you thought was "the one"
13 Years Too young Innocent   Tossed out, Cold concrete to catch my fall  
I hate the rain. It's cold and unforgiving fall keeps me from fun. I hate the rain. The weight of it when it falls from my eyes is to heavy for my heart to carry. I hate the rain.
Love. That’s all I really remember when I think of her. Her arms wrapped tightly around me, Her charming southern accent, And the way she looked at everyone with love in her heart.
Being a kid was just the start Everything was a work of art Life was stress free with no worries at all Having fun all day long Dancing with the wind like a song 
There’s this static noise In every phone call Getting harder to ignore As the days go by   An unspoken truth:  
November 19, 2017, at 1:29 in the morning, my heart was broken and restored, all in the same moment in time. That night is imprinted in my memory, and on my hip, in stark black ink.
He kissed me He took something A first of many Something I followed with a smile To mask my fear   I didn’t feel any different But I knew Something was different  
I see the world differently. I grow taller and everything is smaller, But truly the world seems bigger And badder. The world is a mess. How can I do anything to make it better?  
Maybe tomorrow, they will finally see meBut it’s just like yesterday, another day. Crossing the days until I reach May,I fall into endless sleep and unreal dreams.Stray today, stay away, to myself I say. I wake up to the sky with clouds of greyAnd
A boy little more than three seeing the world, With a Soldier and a Mother by his sides. This little boy nothing but what he was told, But he knew he was leaving home while flying over the tides.
You are no longer at my side. You are gone, the one who promised me you were here to stay.   I mourned in the weeds, damaged and broken. Strength lost. Sunlight producing no more color for me.
My biggest regret was falling for the wicked Yearning for something he never intended to give  Usually unattached and unbothered was I  Never showing emotion but boy did I lie
Have you ever felt wanted, Just to realize that you weren’t? Have you ever felt loved, Just to be told that you aren’t Have you ever been happy,
Waking up to my truths - even the flaws are gorgeous I get obsessive and I get insecure. Sometimes I find myself unbalanced, quickly unraveling at the folds. I may occasionally lose touch, or fall out of love.
This morning I took a hike on a trail I once considered my stomping grounds when I was a child, and the reality set in
  At the beginning of the year, I met a man named poison Who looked at me and killed my sanity
Here we are You across from me You’re back is all that I see And she’s holding the trophy   The mistakes I have made are my own
i found the truth in the tear-stained pages where i spilled my heart and soul   i found lies in the sickly sweet whispers that i thought were made of gold   i found love
You fail to realize the destruction seen in my tears, Of everything you put me through in my adolescent years. Finding it hard to see past the drink; Never taking the time to reconsider and to think.  
People ask if I’m okay, “I’m fine.” I say it but it really means “I’ve fallen apart.”   People ask me how I’m doing, “Good.”
 I see Brian's head cracking against the concrete and his chest halt, his brawny frame taking its last breath on the asphalt. I see the boy whose name I cannot rip from my lips with a gun to his head, and the trigger he grips paints the wall red. 
Fire under my skin Climbing up my legs My spine My arms Glowing coals of hate Incendiary suffering Deep inside my bones  
The dreams that I had;  they are all broke No purpose at all; I’m all out of hope. Blackness surrounds me I can feel my peace call As it hears my plea At last the night will fall. 
  A crack resounds from the soul of the earth.  
It seems that Jehovah and Lucifer have compromised your passage To no longer suffer in this life with the facade of being “okay” Jubilation has come your way
Guilt blooms in my chest like an unwelcomed garden.  But luckily I chose to weed them out before they had any chance to stay and wind around my heart.   
Sometimes  My tears don't fall Sometimes I don't allow them to They sit there, Right near the bags under my eyes   Or right on the center of my cheeks greeting my dimple with a smile
I want to tell you,  believe me,  I really do.   But I can't bring myself to.    You see, it hurts you when you know.  So I hide it from you,  from everyone.   
I loved you with all I had, And you made my life worth living, I was sure that we would last, But obviously I was wrong. I loved you with all I had,
You beat me, You yelled in my face,  You slammed my head into the walls. You broke my soul,  it came crumbling down today.    I always said that I'd forgive you,  but I haven't,
If I've fallen and I can't get up will you save me? Will you help me to stay strong?   If I've fallen  off the edge of the earth will you help me? Will you tell me
No need to be a surgeon. Open your heart wide. Rip your pain away. And if no soul can help carrying it, Put it somewhere, Anywhere, But elsewhere. Put it beneath rhymes and similes
I fell in love once, It was a wonderful feeling, I felt like I was loved, Like I mattered, Like someone in the world cared about me. I was so broken
He loved not once but twice, And both times it ended badly, Both times he paid the price And his story ends sadly.   He was young and untested,
I guess it’s like God in human form; I guess it is God sleeping, and I’m on the moon ready to jump. It could be any moon— discovered; contemporary. I think God sleeps on Enceladus...
I fear I have lived far too much life in far too little time. In my 16 years I have loved and died and been revived more times than one could possibly count.
I am the bolt of lightning, Shocking, fast, and gone in an instant. I create a smoking crater, But of who left it I leave no hint.   I am the stormy ocean,
I live with evil creatures in my soul, I have to fight to keep control. They yell and scream to be let out, And then they punish me after every bout.
You were my big brother though we weren't blood, Through everything you always came through,  Now that you are gone my tears begin to flood,  Wished I could've said goodbye, who would've knew? 
crack, smack, punk I heard him hit you for the last time  crack, smack, punk  God, how dare you hit your wife, a crime  thwack, whip, punk  Your kids are frozen in shock, just one room over 
The sound comes from down the hall It draws nearer as you fill with dread   They reach the classroom   Shots fire through the room
They're sisters for each other, but still bicker Family that once was   Then the summer of 2012 comes around An eleven-year-old girl
Mother I hated to watch you while you stood Back then, age 9, I knew what was going on. Always falling for the man of sophistication and
Trigger Warning: Suicide I’m surrounded.   Shadows line my concrete walls, Reaching out, They pull at my knotted hair,
To all the ones I ever loved, I felt the sting of your betrayal. I felt the love you claimed to have. I know how much time you had to put into building you're mask.
Through the sky Death shall rise, On rotten wings will he fly. With the stench of torture on his clothes, He sends Fear into all his foes.
Whenever I'm pained The scars on my thighs swell up To blood red that's raised.
I wish that I could Learn to bleed every night But soon I'll run out. 
Pillow talk      If my bed could speak  It  would be the voice of many  The days of me feeling empty 
How ironic it is, I remember the sight of you, I hear the timbres of your voice. I’ve known you, For a long while.   How ironic it is, That life gave you to me, Before snatching you away.
The Bell-tower taunts me when I look out my bedroom window.Saints who sin are loved more than me.Their audience comes in droves to the sounds of bells!     I hear them ringing.I go numb with fear.
Knock, Knock, Knock The door opens to reveal strawberry, chocolate, coffee butterflies, flowers,  and the sun shining through  her long dress.   Knock, Knock, Knock Time to play with her,
i.     you were petals i oncesubmerged — a fistful i letgo of under a foggy seawhen i was succumbingto myself    
I loved  you    how  only a    Midwesterngirl    would    love a tornado warning.I didn’t    want the      sunshine; Iwanted      wild, whirling,in-the-moment  April    
"The dead rise in classic form,Shakespearean and angry,to touch my body."-- Dancing Bear, The Dead     
His sharp, sterile grimace is chippingat me—two yellowingblue-milked eyespaintingthe deep, red hills    aroundmy spine.  
I’m so..sad All my life I’ve never been satisfied With me Abuse and control seizing my quiet soul I couldn’t let go   Rest ripped from me  I fought fathers for a lifetime
Meeting you brought sunshine to my darkest days I now had this marvelous motivation in this game we call life  You never had to speak words that could melt gold
The shocking electric pulse, Flowing through my veins. I’m charged and strong, Ready to fly, Through the driving rains. I drop a single bolt,
My life is an infinite number of scars, Marring the planet upon which I walk. It’s one after another, They never seem to end. Some were caused by others,
My life is one great symphony, So listen to its melody. The drumbeat is my heartbreak, The violins are my sorrow, The low brass proclaims my rage,
A smooth road I imagine but could never exist  Rocky and unsure just like the doubt you left inside of me  How should we want to go on 
snow queen iced and blue my heart is hurting dripping icicles pause refreeze. what kind of love is this? fuck. fuck the kind of love that doesn’t bring you peace.
Those voices I hear in the hallways, Somehow always used to torment me. Cruel words escaped their lips. Poison vowels and sounds, Yet I was taught they were good. I was born this way...
When you look at me, what do you see? I'm a girl who's full of Humanity. I'm someone who fights for what's right, And does no harm so I can sleep at night.   Do you see who I am? Do you really see,
I’m going through my phone It’s been close to a year since that day When I lost the one I loved the most But for some reason their face pops up everywhere  
My heart yearns for a love unchanging.  Aches from a fear unfading.  I wake and fail before day ever begins.  Begging for an end to all the pain I feel. Engulfed in a searing dryness from those meant to help me.
Let me tell you of the week I grew up. No, not physically but mentally and emotionally. The physical age does not matter; what matters is that the week before I loved candy.
Ode to the girl that died insideOf meMy best friend tells me to conjureUp her dead soul and shake handsWith herBut it would be like misery isshaking hands with sunshine and flowersHow oddOdd,
The pain he leaves you with is not your identity. You are not what he said you are and “crazy”,
I'm just kidding   Just three words, but they have the force of a tsunami Flooding the land Sweeping over cities Wiping out everything in its path  
Dear Friendship, Why do you make me so happy? Why do you make me so confused? Why do you make me feel lost? Why so happy? Why so sad? Why so angry?
Dear Love,
One day... One day you wake up; You open your eyes. Everything blurs; Everything turns black and white. Ash surrounds your senses; All you feel is numb, Numb pain,
It was always happy endings, But this one seemed so different Knowing that you wouldn't be here anymore I never thought I could stomach the pain Hurting days and nights
My mother taught me valuable things. She taught me to treat everyone as equals whether they clean the toilets or sit in a shiny new office on the top floor.
Calm overwhelms me   Breaking and splintering the anger and painThe words you spoke to me may heal with time But scars take far longer to fade    I stand tall  
Grace be that flower and how she glistens. Your eyes sift along and you don't see truth, It's not about the grace but who listens. She will need you to see through to the youth;
It always hurts me. caring about others is considered kind. But pursuing love is like trudging my heart through a lee.
I can't help desires. They will come from deep inside, With no way to hide. I don't wish to disgrace them, But only to keep them calm. Rudy Valle
I just want my old life back, I had everything I wanted A job that I adored, A hobby that brought immeasurable joy, And a love that seemed unshakeable.
I live with a creature Deep inside my chest. It is made of shadow, I can’t even beat it at my best. This beast urges me to die,
I’m not supposed to write this poem It’s embarrassing - on many levels, for many people
When did my feelings become second to yours? Why are my opinions wrong and absurd? When did my silence become your turn to speak? Why, to you, am I small and weak? Why am I bad even if I’ve done nothing to you? Why, when I give the world, do you a
  This is an ode to the boys who have hurt me. I will not talk about the ones who came before the ninth grade,
Tall cliffs and whale bones, Our secret place that’s all our own. Hands held, hearts cradled. Eyes shut, fear of loss and pain. It all came to head that day. Back to the beginning,
Shadow... Now she's the girl he told everyone about, bragging, changing, manipulating the reality of what really happened. She got stripped of her clothes, stripped of her trust, stripped of her youth. 
I am at a loss For words For thought This loss Too much Too soon To process My loss Your loss
Finally, I'm free from you free from the pain you give free from the anger you clinged to me free from the hate of what you've done to me free from the fear you've bestowed me
Every day flying by numbly, Until the day I decided the numbness coincided with failing to forgive myself I went under it, over it, around it, but never through it because that is where
That's what it means To concede to the fear, To feed the bearer, To bleed from the wounds, bestowed on you from the pain you've taken even the words you've spoken to make it all better 
I am a victim.  I am a victim of my own mind.  I hold myself captive.   I am also my own abuser. For years I have abused myself into being the victim of my own mind.
You can't hear me You can't see me You can't feel me You have given birth to me But you ignore me I am alive! Not your dearly departed And yet still to you I am a failure, forever imperfect
I’ve resented my skin as long as I can remember Saw the pale faces around me. wishing to look like them Mold myself in their image. They say god created us from clay
I’m still lost, Inside my head. I’m still lost, Within this dread. I’m still lost, Leave me alone, I’m still lost,
All I could see,was a fine silverit was so quick,but my heart was even faster,for this silverit could not outrunme in this raceBut, sadly I couldnot replace me for youas my regret
Why am I the only one? Why don't they give up? I already know how bad I've done But all I say is ‘suck it up   No one cares that's It's hard
This holiday is hollow, These cheery ones are lost. Everyone is happy, It seems Everyone But me. I always feel alone,
Pain Infinite, unbearable, Pulsing, living, screaming, Yelling my name, begging to stay, Fighting, questioning, hating, Confusing, lost,
I’ve been in love twice, One was dark The other light. Both had their qualities, I loved them for different reasons. The dark one was like me,
I was given a gift by someone I truly loved, A little green turtle, Something I could put on my key ring. She had one too, And it made our love grow stronger,
Through the darkness There shall always be light While through the joy There shall always be fright But through the pain There is nothing but might
My day goes by, all a blurry haze.I'm slowly drowning in a cold, dark pool.  People pass by, reaching out thier hands.
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 am a fallen angel, Darkness is my garment, And fury is my weapon. I was once wreathed in light, And I did the bidding of my master.
I just want to be in love, Like we were so long ago, She’s left me by myself, And I can’t escape this hell. She doesn’t love me any longer,
Darkness is around me, I am hidden from the light, The life that I strive to live in. There was once a Bright Star, It penetrated the dark.
It happened twice. I let myself believe. I thought that I might matter. But what I didn’t see. I loved and lost, And was broken eternally.
They say my writing is expansive It's alot to say When been through a life of tragedy And empty space The thoughts in my head you can never see Cause your never me Sometimes tears fall on these pages
Do you know the pain? What I'm suffering now Do you know how my head spins? When I'm constantly thinking about you Do you know the love? I have poured on you Do you know the stuggle?
You watched me from my window and took out your anger on my body with your eyes.   ~awatr
He shook me furiously and the thunder shook the house surrounding my fragile skeleton.   ~awatr
Summer’s here and the Sun’s Glare Brings little children—aliens— With tinted vision to live in a Body [of water] that is not their home. They see reaching arms
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
In my dreams Is the only place I can be with you Without remorse Or pain In my dreams I am full of life And love And hope Happy And home with you
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
She didn’t know, What would happen, when he came to her life She wasn’t aware That she slowly changed, to another person for him  
Acting out emotions may delve into extremities Throwing knifes of truth And bullets shredding thin   Ricochet Ricochet Ricochet  
Someone save me from this pain, It keeps me trapped inside my brain. Someone save me from this hurt, I’m not even worth a pot of dirt.
Pay attention to the sunlight, the sunlight is the most warm, visible radiation of all. Down, down into the darkness it goes- the hot, the tender, the close.  
Her face is broken with tears, Her heart is shattered with grief. Holding no sympathy, his face was blank. His heart is cold and dark. Love destroyed them,
Letters bleeding bodily into blank sheets Whispering wildly in her mind Flowing creatively through the ink Mind forgetting the outside world Only imagining the one within Wishing wholeheartedly to go
Its scribbled in my head Dripping with blood Mess That's what I am A girl my past self would not be proud of Me A liar A mess Constantly depressed And upset Cuts on my thighs
It always seems like something's missingFrom my hollow lifeAnd I appreciate the kissingBut there's a hole insideI'm looking for the thing to fill itThe missing fucking pieceSomething has to fit
Common Pain   The young woman traumatized The events that guided taught her lessons about life Rich in memories and lessons, while others are broke
Fear, Find the ones that you hold dear. Fear, Keep them safe for I am near. Fear, You are the useless broken seer. Hate,
These demons always plague me, They keep me in constant torment. Where could the angels be? They aren’t stopping my demons. The demons only get riled,
Everyone has demons, But mine are different. They feed on my pain, And play with my sanity. They jump from shoulder to shoulder,
Every time I close my eyes, A star explodes inside my mind. I see the ones I’ve lost, They’ve all left, At the highest cost. This exploding star,
This demon in my head, It fills me with hatred And fuels my pain. It denies me sanity, And reminds me of my loss. It plays back my memories,
My life is a black hole, Sucking in everything around it. Even light cannot escape my darkness, Even those that I love cannot withstand it.
She was always by my side, And she took away my pain. She fixed all of my brokenness That was trapped inside my brain. She shone brighter than a star,
I can’t breathe right, My fingers twitch uncontrollably, People keep on speaking, They act like I’m okay. My brain feels like it’s breaking,
I am a tortured human soul, The world would be better, If I go. If I leave this world behind, What is the place I’ll find? I can’t live, with this pain,
Slow dancing to Sam Cooke under the mountaintop stars, Cooking creamy chicken parmesan alfredo Saturday night While hearing the pot singing and sizzling. Laughing until our insides crumble in pain,
You hide behind hills, Curves of rock snaking up, Strangling The lakes and rivers-- Your tears. And the blades of grass, a fine-woven net To catch, To cut, To keep
You gave me love for one day  I see you constantly and what do you say? Absolutely nothing    I am told this is the way you are  That you love to be loved and fail to give any   
here is what i know: you loved meand i you.i wrote about youas if you hung the moon in the if you created a world of color a world of beauty.a world for us. 
I never know what you are.  Because every time I see you, it hurts a little less.  You are everything and nothing Everywhere and no where I never know what you are.  Maybe I’m in denial
I get thoughts.   A lot.  These thoughts aren’t something you’d ever want. They crawl slowly through your brain. They take there sharp fingers and grind them into the flesh of your brain.
Achy bones,  Tears I cry. I cried and cried I'm gonna die. Die this way, There is no cure for my pain, Four new doctors, They're all the same. The X-rays are normal. EMG too.
Memories are funny little things, Neatly filed away and tucked into little manilla folders in the back of your mind, Watching,Waiting, For just the wrong time.They slip;
And when I needed you the most, there you stood with her in my place.   ~awatr
cutter, killer what have you done? did you learn to make tights knots? or play with a gun? Silent, Loner. it this any fun? you sink deeper and deeper. the demons have won. Empty, hollow.
I ignored it.  I snapped it shut in the spines of swollen notebooks, I tried to smother it under gas pedals, I flung it down the stairs hoping it’d break it’s neck.  
“Almost” An adjective meaning very near or not quite. What a terrible word that holds a painful truth. I dread these six letters, as anyone would.
The first thing my mother did, when a boy broke my heart, was open the windows. She said that letting in the air, and erasing his smell
I could hear the wind, rustling through your veins, when you opened your mouth and the gnarled wings of a hummingbird fell out. I could taste the regret,
deep breath, deeper, deeper yet, deeper than the ocean of your   eyes that keep calling me home, calling me back back to the  
I slept hard as a bear That eats so much food in a dark cave, What no one notices all the time, My ears can hear, but I have weary tears; Beyond the walls, there is so much fear,
I love to dance But it's been corrupted And corroded And with every twist and turn I fall deeper into a world Of my own.
I'm´ drownin´ in my head, I just can't stop thinking,Maybe soon this heart will stop, so the thoughts will too.You're mind is scarred
I’m sorry... I’m sorry I’m not the perfect girl, and that I couldn’t be selfish for once. I’m sorry that I am nice to a flaw, but that is simply who I am. I am sorry that my decisions led you to today.
Desolate and despairing, though this world may be,  At least we are fortunate to brave it with another.   And whilst my voice they won't hear and my face they may not see, 
The blood drips on the white cotton, I pick  They say the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice  My juice don't seem to sweet, full of bitterness and bondage  They lynch my husband, sell my son, rape my daughter 
There is no denying it, she was first I imagine her next to you, your arm wrapped around her As it had once been wrapped around me Sometimes I wish I were a less kind soul
Christmas: a tiny holy thingy blinking strings tie often streetpoles redded hands in boiling coffee not in mates palms smile holds a teeth holes sauced up by dentist.
“I’m fine.” The biggest and most common lie ever used in this world.   ~ ~ ~  
I lie awake thinking While staring at my ceiling About so many things To name a few: my day Tomorrow The paint chip on The wall
Let the aroma, the sweet intoxication, of the lilies take you away. Their white petals, beckoning, follow them
Just a reconnection. Please, it is all I ask. Just one spark could set ablaze our past. We could be something again. But this time, we’ll last.
lost my belief near river streams waters were splattering my elbows by stratosphere beaming grin I said some things left your eyebrows in Jupiter promise you'll send doves to me
Kahi Yeh Dil Yuhi Na Tanha Reh JayienTumhari Yaad Me ..Kahi Yeh Raasta Yuhi Na Gum JayienTumhe Dhundhte Dhundhte .. Chal To Raha Hu Har Roz ..Dhundhane Ek Hi Pataa  ..Shayad Tumhe Dhundte Dhundte  ..Ab Khud Hi Hone Laga Hu Lapataa  .. Zindgi Ki Ye
You took the knife and slit your wrists Saying you didn’t deserve me And no you didn’t but I choose you Like a bird chooses the highest tree To nest in
  I weakened myself for you.   You stuck three nails in my chest  Making it hard for me to breath.  You heard me crying out for help but you acted like you could not hear.
"Somewhere", spoke the grey lips in the wall.Somewhere before sunrise,before the first bird crows to dawnand the apathetic are yet to uncurlthe grit that gathers like dustbetween the fold of shallow eyes.
Clock is ticking…mind is wracking…thoughts are racing…  
I am only two years, seven months older two x’s don’t bother me now and they came round    this summer, remain adamant  name is going to be Aaron, one who is a mountain of strength 
And just like the serpent tempted Adam and Eve with the forbidden apple, the burning desire for you to be mine led me into your coils of damnation.
Can I just die  'Cause I'm having trouble survive  I'm getting tired of this strife  I'm In so much pain  Its insane  I'm getting tired of the strain  This stain is like a forever burning flame 
not even a brokenheart just a forgottenheart   i just felt we we connected friendship of course, years of history us but more more ? i thought just from me though ?  
Death says to meCome here my boy,I'll take you away I think, "I can finally flee"I am not playing coyThe pain will go away
I hope nobody trusts you againlike I did you I pray you never hurt another personlike you did me You carved into my soulAnd have taken peicesThey will never grow back
who is thatstaring at me she is so uglyhe is too fatnot even all that smart I can hear the words,"you aren't worthy""you aren't sorry""keep the blood coming"and worse
what is the meaning of lifeif my heart wants the knife What is the point of loveif theres nothing to dream of
Why do I care Why do I shed tears Weeping for thy torn skin Wish I could shed them with one rinse To take your pain away
this letter is me saying goodbye. this letter is everything i couldn't say when you were in my room that night when i asked you to stop to leave me alone and you persisted in touching me
Fragility is the stability of the broken mind Do not confuse the lies that hold the two down To be fragile is the empowerment of the vulnerable To be stable is the advantage of the emotional
Do yo bleed from a wound You can’t see And hurt From the blow You don’t remember   You will see
Goodmorning honey, so they say distant at heart.. but close at screws so vivid you see, you without me things missed for things misused selfless laws governed me troubled, shrubbed up with worry
She sat at the easel  Wiping her tears She picked up her brush
A teenager who is misunderstood by those who think they understand.
I pushed you away thinking you would fade away but you didn’t… I thought I didn’t want to remain with you, almost avoided you but nothing was true… I wanted to explore dating guys to find out all the lies
Precious to me is he who's friendship is geater in value than any metal.   He who suffers the pangs of loneliness, self-mutilation of failure, stings of two unrequited loves, labido's growling stomach,
Late at night, the broken spirits sit on barstools, hunched over the counter like question marks They ponder their place in this world They drown their sorrows in bourbon to escape the outer flood attempting to engulf them
Press start to begin Fighter thrown into battle Decked out in armor   It is just a game It’s a game you want to win Excited, you run  
Why is my mind so blank? The colors that flash before my eyes, they mean almost nothing to me anymore I used to dance in the soft orange of a sunset wade in the blue waters of the distant ocean
I hurt from a pain I can’t find and I bleed from the blow I don’t remember. I miss the memories I never made and I long for the love
There will be times when things between us might not feel so sweet. Those moments we look back on, wishing we could press delete. I might find myself tripping, when I only meant to sweep you off of your feet.
You don't love me.You want to love mebut You don't love me. I don't know why I helpI'm the one who needs helpYou don't ask for helpBut I need to help.
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
As people, we’re always judgmental Some of us pick on others Until that person is dismantled I hate that this is a dog eat dog world Where is the positivity for the boys and girls?
You pop pills  They popped you You drained bottles They drained you You lit up They lit you You shot up They shot you And now you're gone Every part of you, not just the addict 
Could You September 11, 2018 ~ Tuesday I’m gripping tightly Onto that which makes me all I ever was and needed The words I heard and heeded
Dreams die at an early age When you would rather support a celebrity, a stranger, other than your own children. When you can't make it to a parent teachers conference, To hear your child's accomplishments.
tiptaptiptap fingers on the table rhythmless and bland, we cut off the cable. tiptaptiptap rain on the window erratic and soothing, we watched the world go. tiptaptiptap
People are not all that they seem, streams of lowered self-esteem. Darkness running through and through, constantly running into you. Hopelessness keeps you up,  you are falling into a rut.
Ripple September 10, 2018 ~ Monday Daddy Hello, you who held me when I was just a baby To you, who watched me Swathed and bottle fed me
My play-doh set. My brown barrette. My high top shoes. My young views. My dirty shirts. My elbow hurts.                 My parents yelling. My lips never telling.  
The water runs clear, and once it reaches bottom, it blooms into a pink flower. The slight sting of the water it welcomed, any pain is welcomed. The scars run deep through this tattooed
There are days when I wonder why I try at all Most things will end up fruitless all that hard work gone to waste Dreams don’t often come true for those who work hard Life becomes pointless at one point in time 
Old roads and new hoes, you know how this essay goes. Crime rampant on the streets. Homeless men, calloused feet.Overdoses, opiates. Young people with too much hate.Gun violence, death from crime.
Because I am a nice person,I will mother and worry over you.Because I am a nice person,I will let you have your way.Because I am a nice person,I will let it slide.Because I am a nice person,
There you go again. Leaving me behind. Take me with you! No, don't take me. Not this time. I yearn, And when you finally offer, I reject. Because if I accept,
as I'm running to my goals a hill stands in the way. very tall, very steep, and ruining my day. I try to run up it with every ounce of speed but then I trip and then I fall
Gravitating backwards she declines,Liquefying to earth's compression's,Ruined but intertwined,Cannot bypass innocent transgression.
Undescribable pain, Writhing hands and feet, Radiating ove ones self, Yet it feels like nothing.    Crying with no tears, Clawing at the flesh, Yet it comes from within,
the makeshift lines of the devil's eyes are lurking in the room his breath lingering on my skin I don't want to do this again.   the first time I met him
(Dyke, Him, He,fag,) I- I’m just going to call and tell her (Rinng, ringgg)  uggh hello . Mom- Yes Imani. I- I have something to say. Mom- Yes Imani what is it. I- I’m gay.
They told you time would heal. That eventually you'd make progress. So you carry on. Sometimes you go days, weeks without crumbling.
And then three years later and look at us now.. We were talking about marriage & having some kids in the house. Man nothing ruins a relationship quicker than doubt. Used to say you were so confident in what we had.
Love,  when I was young,  i was told I would fall in love, why didn’t you tell me, how much it would fucking hurt. 
I love you,  and each and every thing, you consist of.  You say, we’re all made from what formed the stars,  but there is no light, nothing to shine out through the dark, without her. 
You creeped inside my mind, in one instance and over time.   I felt you in my sleep, with each breath I couldn’t keep.   You hid inside my brain, and I wore a mussel of your shame.   
My heart and soul cry out These trials bring me strength I will supplement my life With scripture and song Praying God will use this To build empathy and wisdom Instead of jadedness and despair
A night to rememberA night to forgetA night of laughter & fearsA night worthwhileA night that drains the soul
MAybe I am made of glass And perhaps I am too reflective And perhaps each time I shatter across the floor in shards of failure I bring us more bad luck
    no one   saw  what you   did except           the crickets    in the        garden     who            chirped a       melody
Can you feel my pain? people ask me, how are you? but if  i  told them, i am physically and emotional drained,would they even try to help me. A lot of people come to me for advice  because, they say i am strong, but sometimes
i don't really know what i'm doing here. really, i'm just trying to get by. i don't think life has a purpose, but that doesn't matter. my life has no direction, but somehow, i have a natural optimism. an optimism that is
My sister used a quarter in a machine the other day, one that drops random surprises, mostly worthless but still they are kept, for reasons unbeknownst by most As the claw picked up a ball, stale candy joining the fall
The mirror cries long tears to the bus station Her feet draw their mottled shapes on the Pavement It is wet and cold.   In my mouth, there lies elegant blood
A girl with eyes like jewels Thought it would be the coolest thing when she switched schools She was eager to see new faces Because her old school picked on her, belittled her, and was racist.
Lo and behold, inside of me in a crooked corner that plays hymns of once spoken words and memories, there lies a prophecy Encased in glass to be broken in bed positioned moments of convincing
I've seen things I never meant to see And dreamed of places I'll never go With you   Well, maybe you're just an archetype But not the soul sent to save mine From you  
Some nights I wake to the realization that I can’t remember what your voice sounds like. I can’t remember the curve of your lips
Breathe, breathe One, two, three I am a happy daughter Who loves her mother Not a hint of loathing to be found Exhale, exhale I mustn't tell lies Enjoy the way the breeze feels nice 
I keep a turtle in my pocket, It clinks against a key. Both are deadly weapons, But only when used on me. They took away the darkness,
Sometimes we search for answers That we can not find So cryptic and puzzling And justifiably unkind Pain and darkness rears its ugly head This is quite the mystery Such confusion and frustration
When I was young, You were already there in my world,  Invisible but broad in other ways, And I've always wondered why you stayed, When all you've done is give, And I'll I've done is take.  
Let it fall, until it will break into pieces Drown yourself, until you forget how to swim Hold your breath, until you don’t even know how to breathe again Cut your skin, until all your blood runs out
I don’t have tattoos to hide my skin I use them to show what I represent within As my body is the tongue that my mind speaks And the stories I have on my body are still incomplete.  
‘Mother! I’m home, I’ve gotten the correspondence from Lord Heathers.’ Another sip from whatever drink I was given Tsk! Filth amongst the crowd, something I’ve learnt to sense
‘Mother! I’m home, I’ve gotten the correspondence from Lord Heathers.’ Another sip from whatever drink I was given Tsk! Filth amongst the crowd, something I’ve learnt to sense
I am an arsenal  pulling on my gun The bullet flies across the room All the men need to run.   My lips are steel as they take heart and turn Heads of luxury and fury, I speak every word.
Push me too far and I will tumble over the  edge Make my heart stop and  I'll listen to what he says. As much as I'd love to stay and chat The more you pull me in, the next step I take  back.  
You brought me into the world, So gracefully, You told me you were actually supping soup, Happily.   The connection I had with you, Very closely, So safe I felt, Much security.  
Whatever it may be The person who misses it is not me, But the one who gave it away. -G
Swinging on a flower petal, I Wrap my legs around it’s thighs and cry Welted and darkened stares Lost in the huge world of Anywhere.   Across the ocean I sat alone On a petal rested and untold,
As my eyes rain this cold, wet sorrow... My heart yearns for a better tomorrow To feel lips brushed against mine Gently pressed, one of a kind. Yes, the cold is trapped in my sweater
I wish there was a restart button Something to take me back in time  The idea of holding you again And calling you mine   I would click the pause button On the moments I missed,
I was in love with you before even knowing your existence.In your eyes I saw the meaning of love when you first looked at me. And I was wondering how? And why Me?
Shaving used to be just a razor before glass before safety pins before my nails before I still think there was a before      but my mind has been cut and tried to fit bewteen the
When I was a kidI always had this weird obsession with band-aidsThey're as close as I could get to the stickersMy parents wouldn't buy me
Lost in a dream of who I used to be Shuddering to think of what they see   Adrift in the ocean drowning in shame As waves of sorrow silence my name   My soul weathered by the guilty air
i'm running out, of things to say. there's nothing left, but empty space. got ink for blood, and wire veins, and one more bullet  for my brain.
It's hard to be told, Something unwanted, By a loved one- Heart and mind daunted.   Yet I'd go beyond limits, If that's what they ask. I'd break my heart myself, For them to bask.
Emotions are needed, why do I feel like they're stupid. All this crying, what's the point. Why feel pain if it's the past. Why not see the brighter days. Some feel less than others,
Where there's pain, there's Love. Where there's Love there are two, But with two, there's still you. All that's left is just you, And the pain that's in you.
I hate the way you look at me. The way you smile and turn away. All I can do is watch aimlessly. because I know your the  demon inside of me.   I can't escape you. The dark is real.
Don’t listen to my words Cause they are mostly lies When I say I'm fine I actually want to die All alone at night is when you'll hear me cry Cause the girl that you see Isn't  me
There is a stillness. A sense of calm as one takes steps through these grounds. A soft, pitter-patter of steps against soil that resonate with the steps taken by those that came before.
When the night winds are driving on Be the one to light the way Shining like a lighthouse from the sea   The grains of soul engraved in my ribs
My hero is invisible. She comes out in the bright colors that cross my mind, The beautiful stories that feed my imagination. My role model is the reason why my trees are green,
three years old -- mumma tells me "dont disrespect a book else it will not teach you all that it knows" i listen to her and see the book in new light i see the inanimate object as an equal  
A quarter of years I know you, From day one you showed me your love is true. You swore that you’ll bring me stars I believed you and til now you didn’t cause me scar
Pain   I trip and fall. I feel pain.   A crush tells me that he does not like me the same. I feel pain.   I get bullied and ostracized on the bus. I feel pain.  
I feel like I’m losing you, And that hurts. I always lose The people I become the closest with. You said... You would always be my friend first
I’ve had many teachers. They've taught me wonder, beauty, importantance, but they’ve never taught me pain. Pain is a word that hurts, and there is no grammar class to teach me this.
I can't help this mind of mine.  I can't tell if this is real or I only will it, I can't tell if this is how it'll be, or if you're just another force for me to assess and ignore, stress and deliver.
"Her name written in the moon between the stars, crossed out, covered up with several black ink marks. The tiny spark, the invisible pen, marks all you see but cannot read. That little hope, it still burns faint, the fire burns, always.
"I am picking out the glass underneath my feet from stepping on your littered beach. I tossed it back into your sea and poisoned the wildlife, killed off its resources. The water grew toxic so I couldn't swim.
"All this time I thought, all this time I thought things could be fixed, like that time I broke the door open with my fist. Left a hole in the wood, splinters on my skin, was bleeding from the knuckles, felt the pain set in.
Survivor's guilt sounds like my sister getting beat in the next room for something I know I did.   That's the thing-- I did. I did not. Did, did not. I did I did I did NOTHING.  
These thoughts that lingers in my head I cannot explain   Only These thoughts are encrypted by him himself   He who’s not powerful or mighty   But me who’s brittle and broken  
These thoughts that lingers in my head I cannot explain   Only These thoughts are encrypted by him himself   He who’s not powerful or mighty   But me who’s brittle and broken  
Read it out loud, and listen how stupid you sound Eternally cursed, because a snake that could converse Because of an apple off a tree, how gullible can you be?
Read it out loud, and listen how stupid you sound Eternally cursed, because a snake that could converse Because of an apple off a tree, how gullible can you be?
Moonlight trickles in through my open window. A faint summers breeze sneaks in with the moonlight, and caresses my paper rhythmically.   The familiar scratch of pen against paper, pen against paper
my friend’s funeral was a cloudy day. a joyous celebration of life. the clouds spoiled the ambiance, but the rain never came.  
The words on the tip of her tongue are like daggers Gliding through silence, stabbing at past memories, Slicing open old wounds. It hurts - healing. Ripping
I fight the darkness of the heart The hidden and dangerous part Closed with a bolt, local and key The secret of forgotten past left to be Lost, there is no way I see out, Deepening darkness creates my doubt
Blank lines- tell the most...     Empty vases- tell of vanished flowers- and...   Empty rings- tell of vanished lovers.
You used to be my comforter, Now you are my tormentor.   You used to be my guardian, Now you are my warden.   You used to be my protector, Now all you do is hover.  
I was raised to keep my issues bottled I live with a family where communication is a problem Introverted pacifist, avoiding all confrontation When I try to speak, I stutter, failing all articulation
Since the beginning of my teenage years, I was a glass cup under a constant running tap-I was constantly overflowing with emotions.
you pulled me out of the fire my mind was in you became the water that soothed my burns my youth relished in the enjoyment of no more burning you had the tender touch that became the bandaids to my cuts
(Intro)   So, tell me how you really fell, Just tell me what you want. Afraid of falling for you, Could I be your only sun? Sick of playing wicked games, -And sick of playing of the part.
I want to scream till my voice is hoarse. Yell to the sky till my throat is dry.
You have a beautiful smile, thats what you said. I laughed it off as just pretend. A month then passed and you were there, Right beside me combing my hair. Behind my ear in a loving way,
Bang, Bang. You Shot Me Down. You broke my heart and let me drown. You lost sight of what we had. You didnt care if it hurt so bad. We Fell In Love In A Hopeless Place.
I wish you would Just tell me you hate me. Regret my existence, Abuse and berate me. Send me away With hatred and Scorn. Hurt me so deep, Down into my core. Curse my conception,
Lives flying, silent cries and teary eyes What more pain could you bring The sweet whispers of lies The passionate song that Death sings The lost hope that soon flies Along with those majestic wings
Poetry reaches the depths of the soul, climbing into the parts that yearn to be whole Tugging on our heart strings, just trying to teach us things I let the words speak to me, Poetry has taught me how to be free!  
Free to be? Who? Me? I hide under this umbrella, ignoring the rain. We all have one. We've all done it. Only my pen acknowledges the cold and gusting wind. It does not judge,
Bruises of words blue and black Pain, and disregard, and bleeding attacks So I come to Lines of words white on black Ambrosia and nectar for scars Sketched in the mind On the sky, stars
He told me I was becoming my mother.A statement that meant,I could do better.They said I look just like her.How the ocean floods my eyes when my heart, Catches on fire,From beating too fast.
I remember your smile, The way it would light up your face. How your laugh would sound, And sing throughout my body. I remember your anger, And how it would scare me. The way you'd get sad
I'm drowning in a world Where you are the air. I'm starving in a land Where you are the sustenance. I'm dying of thirst Where you are an oasis. I'm left behind From where you had to go.
Enid Ibarra Human: A Lesson   When I was fourteen, I pressed my hand against A stranger’s chest and learned that a heart Has four chambers and cannot feel
the rain pounded heavily last night drops of water ran slowly down the car windows matching the silver trails of the tears that wound down my cheeks rough hands that weren't yours stroked my skin
My hands are like knives And my flesh the meat   I carve my body Aching in defeat   Again and again Each slice is a blow   To the touch is a rush I still wish to not know
Makeshift my body Played all the parts Left me for better To which you depart   Stomped on my fortress Tainted by lies Cradled in darkness Lover despised
New friends and beautiful Allegheny sunshine gave the impression things would get better. Momma and I needed to do some healing and wemade sure to make lots of new acquaintances so we'd have "love" and "support".
Sing me to sleepYes sing me a song of painSing me a song of hopeSing me to sleep dearPut hope in my mindHelp me realizeI will be fineYes sing me to sleepSing me a song of grace
Skin as white as snow Veins the color of grass Heart as broken as a flower,  Each and every petal plucked Mind as broken as a record machine Reliving memories of pain repeat-reapeat-repeating
I come to see you during lunch My heart, in pain to much You open the door and you see Me, in all of my vulnerability But you don't bat an eye, much like the other guy You hug me, But not out of love
I once whispered to the moon Pleading with my eyes that it would answer back In a swirling haze, the night drew on No whispers back   And my legs were too weak To stand, I was too weak
Poetry has taught me that I have a voice. And that if I want to suffer in silence, that is my choice. It has taught me that everyone is like a walking puzzle piece. If we all speak up, we can be complete.  
It's like a blade that never stops twisting in your heart. When you fall in love, you fear everything about them. Their very existence is your foundation. You love them so madly you're blinded by it.
Teachers draggingNo one listeningStudents textingLooking down
Love is a sin for the ones who enjoys pain. Constant boxed up emotions like a presents that`s locked and sealed
I don't know where we are going but I hope its forever. I don't know what we see but its blinding. It's insanity. It's pain, but its so desireable. I look into your eyes and just forget what hurts the most.
Why can I never find words on my tongue? They lay curled up in my palms instead, leaking into the ink of pens or clutched in fists like painkillers or sleeping pills.   The voice in my head constructed
As I read a poem about life, I realize that other people go through like me, Some people have  pain and strife, Yet a few have so much hapiness which they can see, Still others fight for what they think is right,
On a day like no other, I lost my favorite brother. On a dark winters night The day we had that fight My brother oh so loved me he never thought bad of me Until I pushed him away.  
Can you remember who you were before the world broke you down?Before you became nothing more than an unfamiliar face in the crowd.Slowly you have allowed your inner demons to control you,To own you,
Placing words on this paper 
Red blotched scarred face, Clenched teeth, Mouth with a sour bitter taste, Scarlet eyes bleeding pain, Agitated menacing thoughts in the brain, Balled up fists, white bruised knuckes, Tense,alert body
The world is a maze of good and bad. There are times when we are happy and times when we are sad.
It’s the devil in DISGUISE, When you look into its eyes, You become mesmerized. An eater of souls and a dark cloud above, At one point you thought it was LOVE. You’d give up your LIFE just to have a TASTE.
There's a break--a bright day near Remain open, don't shut your eyes It seems far; the light tries to run One day we'll catch This journey is far from over\  
Sky stretches forever Mountains reach into the blue Colors fade into oneanother Mountains and sky Water ripples Trees blow in the wind
Why do we do this stupid little dance? It's very well coordinated and I know the steps by heart But you don't seem to understand that with each twist and turn we destroy what we have It's broken down into simple steps
I still remember…That night…I was only fourThe bright stars shone through the glistening dark seasI hugged my father for the last timeFelt the touch of his hands for the last time
“She is Alive” Time changes again and again The sad sky was about to rain In an irony what we call Life In search of happiness and joy
This is what life really is Not all fairy tales and roses I'm putting down my walls, So you can get a sense of some truth So you can accept it Reflecting on the days that I had it easy
As I make my journey goals ahead, pushing through, I take the time to reflect, I take the time to make some sense of all that I have become.   What has brought me here
I don't want to keep going I want to be loved truly I don't want to feel like this anymore a smudge on a page an unwanted mistake I don't want to cry every night anymore  
like the sun and all the stars she was bright - - as lovely as the flowers as beautiful as the - - more radiant than all as joyful and hopeful as a wishing star always the smartest
When someone you love dies and you are not expecting it, You don’t lose them all at once: You lose them in pieces and fragments over a long time – Their scents and fragrance begin to fade
Anterior View of a Fragile Abdomen By Emma Roy Inspired by Monica Ong documentary poetry “Silent Anatomies” ***Please note the media attached is the original version of the poem
Listen to that voice There is importance in following These pages enclose the words my heart holds If I enacted the things I feel I could heal Our generation acts as if emotions are no big deal
We all go the distanceJust to do what we must, And so we do what they want, So we may earn their trust.
bodily betrayal my fault still inside me years after the assault complicated nonconsent complicated discontent wasn’t drugged
Do you remember what was true before you let the thoughts consume you?An unrecognizable face in a crowd you’ve allowedTo become a disguise you used to hideEvery bruise, cut, scarThe times you tried.
I was happy But I was happy With you I didn’t realize I was unhappy
when i told you that you were so much more i didn’t expect you’d make me feel like i was so much less
I wish this wasn’t something in my life But when someone else does it, it becomes my strife. You crack another can open; I feel it cut into my soul. I won’t keep the sorrow unspoken; dying must be your goal.
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She gave him everything she had. Her body, soul, and heart, She thought they would be together forever. Her eyes folded into her face,
I wanted him to stay. But Time would not allow it For he does not trust me. Not anymore. As I am a creature of hell. I know no death nor life. Only pain.
I keep staring at a blank paper like I have no feelings. I feel like I have no words to say anything about that’s happened these last few days.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words, they just might kill me. 
I used to be afraid. Afraid to feel Afraid to cry. It’s funny though, I’ve never been afraid to die.
I am lifeless. A heart without a beat. A body without a soul. A face without a smile. Ripped of my innocence and left with the empty shell of who I used to be.
The ones who walk away Are the ones who don’t care,They can’t be bothered to.  
What is pain Pain is a state of mind Pain is the after effects of a haunting The weight of a world watching you
you ignited an uncouth flame a knife to sharpen and a thing to blame but forever we were
what i find i cannot keep for when i'm fixed there springs a leak  
Like warfare and religion go hand in hand, you and I could bring out the best or the worst in each other. Passion and righteousness clouding all judgement but we were just wanting to do the right thing.
The promise he made to me about a hundred and one times, he broke. "I will never leave you baby girl," he said and where is he now? Only a shadow of a memory left for me to ponder in my head.
Take it all away, the pain, sorrow and defeat as I cry beneath your feet.   The dissapointment and fear that shows between my two ears.   Take away my feelings.  
Throw your words at us, Toss out your lies; When they see our faces Make sure no one cries. Tears have been shed for those who have bled, and a loooong way we haven’t come- too many dead.
Though it's hopeless, still, I struggle, though it's fruitless, still, I toil, The people laugh and say "He keeps trying, though his soul is to pay"
Dangerous is the game I play And deadly, as any can say And yet, my soul is to pay I've lost the game I played today, Yet many enemies I did slay,
My heart used to be whole. But now it’s ripped apart, It feels physically broken. Will it ever heal?   My joy used to be full. But now it’s disappeared, It seems out of reach.
Night falls  The sky turns dark  A lonely swing set swings by the park  I sit and I think Alone and sick  I go to bed  Tired from the morning leaving me dead  I twist and turn 
I would say I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place, But sometimes, it’s more like I’m stuck between a rock and the ground. I’m pinned in place, and I can’t move.
He’s caged and left with no way out,His house, not home, a place of fear;Leaving would be the best, no doubt,But he can’t do it, that is clear.  
my words have taken  a hiatus from mouth to pages ellipses dance. tell me how to stop this  ache. how do you function  when your lungs forget to inhale?
How can anyone love me? I have too many issues... Not who I want to be. My feelings are misused.   I choke on my words. You say I’m shy…
there’s a woman who wasn’t the best mother   she had depression it was quite sad even tried to take her life  
When I look at you I feel my heart going a hundred miles Well maybe it is When I hear you talk It makes my world spin fast   But it also makes my thoughts spin And I feel like loving you is hard
Poetry has taught me to voice myself Letting it out is necessary at times Pain oozes out of my body As words come out my mouth I am able to experience freedom as a result  At last I can have fun again 
A surge of fear goes through her heart; She's all alone and torn apart. Just weeping softly in the dark Without a single light or spark.  
Death is a woman, But how could i know it? She doesn't fall in love, But she sure doesn't show it,   Death is my oxygen, After too many amoxicillin, Is there better advice?
That song It’s playing again Evoking memories Memories best left untouched But still, I listen to it I let it play
Through the words flowing from this pen, almost seamlessly it feels, I have discovered what lies in the deepest corners of my mind, things I never imagined I could touch.   People have always told me,
Why is it that the best muses are love and pain?   Because they are strong. Why do people feel them so easily?
they way that poems speak;  had once spoken to me, it said, "ain't your time to leave" don't worry you'll pull through, you still got air to breath. but we've got work to do  to get you on your feet
There are times, When the world crumbles like chocolate chip cookies over vanilla mountains. In the vastness of temporary forevers,There will be times,
Things are falling apart again-I've gotten used to seeing it happen.I can tell when the silence is irritable;I can tell when the communication is troubled;
I look into my past through old poems. each yellowing page telling another story of that sadness; dark and full of worry. I read and learn from them now;
I wish the existence of pain was non-existential and the person in pain could get better just with words. Maybe it's merely impossible but it's a goal that can be halfway accomplished.
Here I am, again, alone, Wondering what to do. Should I talk to myself? Or watch movies in lieu Of the time I wish I had To spend here with you. Here I am, again, alone, Wondering what to do.
Bite through it Push it down Iron grip, so that you don’t drown Porcelain face with shattered eyes Pray to god that She can’t see the pain
Don't hide your pain behind your eyes I can see it in your innocent lies   You never laugh at my jokes anymore. I know they're  really lame, but your smiles never reach your eyes anymore.
run. run for the hills run for the sound  run for the feel, of breath in your lungs. run for the hope  run for the joy  run for the fear  you thought to destroy. run for your love 
Quiet is a scream Louder than a cry Creeping is silence Asking us why   Quiet is a shred Not yet a a thread
Crazy how you’d give a nigga yo last   Take a bullet for his ass but he’d be quick to put you in his past    Questioning your loyalty like why you even gotta ask?    
I have seen into the light, For so long I never had it in me to stand upright, I was always so pathetic, I never looked in the mirror as my own worst critic, It was always up to me,
I remember your singing, my favorite sound When suddenly my heart started to pound Something different, something strange Was the reason for my mind's craze     It was you.    
I hide within my own soul Draw back the truth you thought you did know Why do you try to keep me apart From the only person who holds my heart I thought that I would never know love
There is a girl here/She spends hours looking out windows/tracing swirls on her skin with a finger/Sometimes I think she's imagining freedom/mostly I imagine she's thinking nothing at all/  Everyone here is broken/but while we still exchange false
People always tell me, there's plenty of fish in the sea.But you just didn't get, that you were the only fish for me.All I ever did was love you...and I just wanted to let you know.
Glassy eyed vixen. I stare into thy eyes. Sparkling like a wildfire; Such feelings I can't deny.   Long black silky hair Oh I did not dare touch. But my thoughts are impure;
I am among the unseen And you are the light that stands before me. As I close my eyes to sense it, But it never reaches me. I am among the unheard And you are the voice that echoes so faintly.
The sky is so empty, So gray and cold, So barren and wasted. Clouds fill the air But nothing more. Scenes of despair and darkness. Sometimes a bird Breaks the moment;
This little bottle of chardonnay; My escape, my stimulation.  And you My every motivation, unending infatuation.   Each glass with every momentous sip The taste of grapes dance on the edge of my tongue,
Time waits for no one And I stand still, frozen, Unable to keep up. I chase and chase, Yet the seconds speed up. Round and round, the seconds speed up. Minute by minute, the distance widens.
You forsake me for another And leave me cold and lonely. You torture me with your eyes, They greet me yet they ignore me. You taunt me with your smile, It sends comfort but mocks me.
When you smile your smile It takes me away from this reality. And when I see those eyes, I'm suspended in a life-like fantasy.   Speak out a fresh breath of air; Orchestrate a conversation for me
We've been through ups and downs (The good, the bad, the smiles and frowns), But I ain't giving up on us. So believe in me, this is more than lust. It's you or bust 'cause YOU is a must!
I didn't mean to lead you astray; I'm weak, as weak as anyone or anything can humanly be. But the passion that melts me inside is for you. I lay besides an emptiness that is only meant to be occupied by you,
Even though you tore my heart in two I'm still in love with you. And if one day I can love someone else, I'll have forgiven you And I've learned to respect myself.   When I finally learn to let this go
sometimes i find i want to press myself in a book like a flower to flatten my spine so my shoulders can be higher   but if my body wasn’t fragile
rain creates rainbows through storms comes peace darkness turns to light Mistakes make way for improvement losses are encouragements for wins   every pain has a purpose
"Are you leaving?" she said. I informed that im to return soon. Her stare blanketed in dis-array, I inquired if something was needed. "Can you leave my heart on the table until you get back?"
Throughout life, there are those too important to let go. But no matter how hard anyone holds on, We'll all end up gone; There's a close to every show. You were precious in every sense of the word.
Lord, give me pain. Let me feel every tear that wells up in my eyes, Every moment my heart is shredded to pieces, Lord. Give me pain and give me torment, Let my soul wrench for the poor and for the needy,
who are we now sometimes i don't feel like we're the same souls whose eager teeth met by the brick river on days like this i wonder what it would be like to be us again-
I want to die, I'm scared of death, So sometimes I just hold my breath. I close my eyes and count to ten, I pussy out and breath again.
I am in love with the lines on your face, A decade of wearing you down.  Emotions run like rushing water, Engraining caverns of joy and pain, Of thoughtfulness and contemplation Of a million experiences
it feels just like bleeding like you’re slowly dying and as you are crying, hiding, alone at night you and that fearsome thing,  praying that you could feel something other than pure, plain sadness
Burning You Sometimes, I want to just light you up, Burn you in your sleep. Burn you while you’re awake. It would be easy. I'd warm my heart with your flames.
Sounds written by a victim of Misophonia Sounds Prevent me from eating dinner with my family. Sounds
Painting Greys
With this being our last moment together, whether or not you know it. I owe it to you to be as honest as possible, but that's impossible to do and not hurt you.
You said you loved me, but that was a lie I sit up in bed and all night I cry My life has no meaning, just pain in my head I want it to end, I wish I were dead
Machine of pain, Which pours blood like rain. You helped my forefathers liberate, You made the home I venerate. Through wilderness and adveristy, There are lives you defend.
Your mind feeds you thoughts that all pile up into your stomachand become the apple seed that sucks away your nourishment and only gets stronger as it grows and grows 
Attracted to your glimmering mirage, blind to the consequences. Sweet poison dripping from your lips, numbing my senses.  
who am I? nothing feels right. I cannot see with sight or, at least not quite, my skin feels too tight  around this soul. around this hole; that's consuming me, their presuming me;
Dear Mom,
it is strange. we are strange. how can we be so completed by each other but then suddenly feel nothing.   we turned into strangers. i wonder and wonder where did our love go?  
Meeting eyes with you was like staring at a picture that has been hung in the living room my whole life. You were so familiar, yet you never failed to catch my attention.  
Claiming sadness to be all your own Your only comfort in life, the sorrow you've known. Could anyone know the tear as well as you? Be seduced by the pain, as it cuts your heart in two?
We were in love once, not long ago. You said that you could never let me go.   You kissed me with all of your energy Maybe that's why you set me free  
There are days I could scream scream at the top of my lungs, scream untuil my voice is gone, silenced like my voice is now. I could scream and never be heard, so I do not even open my mouth.  
  Instead of giving me a necklace Made up of his hands   We sit in his Grand Cherokee And listen to our favorite bands  
It doesn't matter how you see it,  Pools of various shades in blue, purple, & pink; Blood stains the heart  And stenches the brain From all its senses, Except  The lost feeling of self-defeat. 
Every attempt tried. She failed. Everything she did all led to the same result. Alone.....again. She is an introvert, she is shy, she is emotionally unstable. She is scared to be alone. She is mentally unable
There is a vast array that one mustn't stay On this perfectly perplex planet   One used deceit To get you to believe
My Mother is the greatest actress I know She's able to portray the "perfect" wife when she's around friends because they're all BFFS She is a volunteer junkie because she cares that damn much
It is raining The lightning lashes The thunder roars I am running towards a lone figure collapsed upon the ground It is raining
Explain.  What's wrong, What did I do wrong? You can't say. Whether you choose not to, or you can't figure it out yourself.  But I can't stand the same pain. Over and over and over and over again.
Leave me alone! I am not your property, I am not your slave Dont climb on top of me! Dont hold me down, Dont scream in my face Leave me to cry alone Why wont you please leave this place?!
She taught herself how to lie. Through gritted teeth she claims that she's fine, but the world sees otherwise. She has fought for so long. Collecting purple hearts from the battles her soul has faced.
You were the happiest most wild person I’d ever met. Seeing you always brought joy to my otherwise lifeless life.
Everything takes me back Back to that moment That moment when I mumbled “I love you”   Every song I hear Sparks a memory,
A broken doll then  The puppeteer has left No one to follow      
(There’s no need to start with dear When Mami is the same thing to me.)   I read a poem in Literature one day That made me tense, a deer ready to run
To the ones who have hurt me the most- I hate that you know when I'm holding back tears; how I play with my jewelry or pinch at my skin I hate that you know how I like my sandwiches-
Dear Dad   When you left, Everything went to shit.   I cried, But you were never there.  
Love, It is a four letter word. spoken in one syllable I remember the day you left I fell to my knees I prayed someone would take away this pain Three weeks passed by and i saw you with her
Dear my almost lover,  One day when I hear your name it won't ache. One day when I might hear your laugh I won't go running. One day when I might see you I won't go chasing after you.
Your faceThe sharpness of itTypical strange beautyClear as the water stillOver the river on the hill
Dear soul, Pain is inevitable, suffering is a figment of your imagination All of that hatred, all of that frustration It’ll control you like a corporation
We had no plans and began to drive Into the small town that had tried to hide   From a paper map, hung on the wall it would seem to be fields that only stretch on  
Dear Dad, Your sins have been forgiven by my God above. For the sins you’ve made and for the hurt that you have done to the child you say you love. For every time you’ve raised your hand to strike me down.
To: the end     The grasping of hopefulness remains loose,  
Dear Dad, My life was mine until that July, it was to be my birthday soon. You grabbed my face and looked me in the eye told me you loved me without realizing that was goodbye.
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.
I’m a Teenager.  
Pain Something we all endure Something we all hate People don’t like pain Neither on the inside nor out Pain
Dear Maitu, As you have not come into this world And you never will I wanted to write to you and tell you  Of the world you will never experience.  I am you aunt, the cool one.  You brought so much joy and heartache to your family.
Dear passion withholder,   A bright sunny day, and now there I lay. Tears flowing from my eyes, and all i can ask is why? With one crash; I see my life flash. The experiences;
Dear Mom, Or Pam, I suppose. Enabling the lowest of my lows. Do you remember me? Is it the memory or the idea? Cheap wonder bread and ham, cool kids who couldn't care less.
Dear Katherine, My friend. My love. My life.   It’s was a new year.  I was starting over.  Not sure who to trust.  Not sure where to go.    Then I saw you.  Recognized your face. 
I'm blinded by the world around me, and people point and stare, but when I look away, everything's still there, everyone laughs and cries
Dear Mama, Everything was fine until you left I became vunerable to the world  My heart became a victim of theft Once protected, it lay curl'd  Days went dark As the pain took a mark
My legs crossed themselves together as the sharp pieces of grass scratched against my limbs. The cooling air passing against me sent a deep chill throughout my relaxed presence.
pain-   Pain is ominous. It is in that sort of way where one day you look back on the pain you have dealt with and you say- “That was one hell of a memory.”  
Dear Life,
Everytime we argue, we create a storm. You say things you don't mean- please don't make a scene. Those vulgar words you say, I wish they could be unheard. And as we separate- the clouds they turn grey.  
To those who have felt my pain,   Have you ever felt the pain, only eleven years old and already wishing your life was over the other kids don't treat you the same
To those who have felt my pain,   Have you ever felt the pain, only eleven years old and already wishing your life was over the other kids don't treat you the same
Dear Abuelo,   I see you on mom’s nightstand almost every night, But I’ll never know who you were when times were right. I know you caused pain and I know you were vain
Warm water Crashes onto the shore Approaching my feet Taunting me   Jump in
Who's ready to Play? Who's ready to put their life on the line for the chance to be the bigger person? Who's ready to go in and Drop a player and Drop an offensive girl
Thy heart shall love with icy flame Searching, searching Driving away Giving hurt and taking pain Hoping, hoping For love to play
Dear you,  Something that is not grey Is black and white, of course.  Like right and wrong And bitter and sweet.  A contradiction of "no other color," Could only be pain.  Our friend and enemy:
“They all could be perfect, but they will never be perfect for me because they aren’t you.”   Tangled in your trap, I was the fly in the spider’s web trying to get away.
Why  Why am I still afraid of you Why do I still cower Or feel the urge to run away You have this power over me Maybe you just took it and  Never gave it back I certainly didn't hand it to you
This is to those roots which plant her firmly on the ground,  and to those ugly, harsh, and wild  feet which make no sound as you carried her across  the worn and broken floor. 
Dear My High School Peers,   Filled halls... head down Breathe... breathe Only four more years Three more years
Dear Hope, When you are around me I hear the whisper of demons, but in my eyes I see an angel.
dear the one who feels like home   when we were together you looked straight into my ocean of a heart and relieved me of some of its weight some of its noise  
Dear Mom... I don’t even know where to start with you these days. How are you? It feels weird to say that.  Do you wonder how I’m doing, too? I’m 25 now, A woman. Last time you saw me I was a girl.
Some days the dam breaks. And the laughter you've been using as a mask turns to heaving sobs And the floodgates  open to the salty tears And you could begin to rebuild the wall
Set Aside              By:SeemsPoetic   Set me aside Just set me aside Leave me behind Hung out to dry  
Dear Society,
I've risen up from the bottom I’ve free fallen from the top I'm down to earth But the free fall never stopped I was eventually battered by the waves
Love, thou hast destroyed my waking spirit My Every fiber is drunk with your force My eyes can lust, yet my soul is illicit The sky before a storm was my loves source Now the storm has come, nothing matters anymore
Wake up at night   all I can see is your face   ten years and still not right   I wake up and think about   if someday in the void of bright white light  
No space between, at least not seen,A gleaming gild shines there.A golden scent from air is lent,The heavenly pools in pair.
One peron's Heaven Can be another's Hell And truthfully I say I hurt I shudder I weep Is something wrong with me? How unfair must it be That I am unhappy
There she sits in the corner, alone She is surrounded by nothing but blank, white, walls. With her tear stained face, she has lost all her faith. She will stay there with nothing to give and nothing to take
Dear Lost Love, Flash back to this time last year I watched you when you were live That Colgate smile caught my eye Like a whisper in my ear The innocence in the grin But it’s not perfect to all
Dear Betrayer, Sometimes I sit around and think About how everyone has a focus One day I could just fly away And my loved ones wouldn’t even notice   Or maybe they would start to see
The ring Oh how I loved that ring... Shining oh how it shined... Finally, the man I loved would be mine.
Abhorrence burns my fingertips the tongue in my palms coaxing... the yells from my throat it’s like barbed wire on porcelain skin-
The day I left was the hardest day of my life Looking into your eyes killed me Blank, expressionless, emotionless It was your decision to play the wife.    I've been so angry at you for what you did
wilted rose in a garden of madness, passing your days as an outcast- with no burden to bare   with shame you hang
Blood rushed down his arm  Just like tears rush down her face There's fire in his eyes And an overdose in her veins   Lord help these children, they've dot so much more to live for
They say it's beautiful They say it's gorgeous Until they've touched the thorns They've been hurt by the pretty rose Why does it bring pain?   They say I'm beautiful They say I'm gorgeous
His love is like a fire bright an warm; It hugs you like a blanket but can burn.  My love for him falls outside of the norm,  It's new and growing like the summer fern.  Beware! Do not get too close to the fire, 
Dear pain, My regular visitor, So regular that you no longer knock, You just drop by and make a sandwich while you’re at it You’re never in a hurry, Always taking your sweet time
When they told meYou had gone away,I didn't thinkThey meant forever. I thought you wereOn vacation,And I was jealousYou didn't bring me. But even now thatI understand whatThey said,I still wish IHad gone too.
Dear Everyone, I think I'm failing life. My brain tries to decide what's important, But it always gets it wrong. What am I even doing? Missing homework, Missing friends, Missing a purpose.
I stare at this blank page, Pen in hand. I wonder how far this pen will take me. See the problem is the pen can't erase  the past. A pen can make it go away.
Dear tio flako, Why is life so cruel? Porque estas perdido. Why do we have to accept what is given? its such a druel. Why do we appreciate the little things? Its not like its driven.
People don’t understand that words can be strong and once they are said, they can’t be taken back despite how many apologies are made. 
How hurt am I on a weekly basis? I am not certain, but I'm sure my skin could tell you Oh, perhaps my feet, my legs, wrists or my head could add in! They can tell everyone about the pains I go through Eh-hem.
Remember me? I'm the one that keeps you awake at night. I'm the one that keeps you on the run. I'm the one that keeps you locked away. I'm the one that keeps you at bay. I'm the one that makes your demons stay.
Some dark nights ask eternal dreams As souls wallow in dull discontent, But bright summer days and deep blue streams Give answers to the greatest of torment.
Dear Dad, There are few things that remind me of you. Take a person who has smokes a pack a mix it with the black ice air freshener and that was your permanent car smell. Whatever your cologne scent was, it screamed you.
They say with time it gets betterThey say you stop asking whyThey say talking helpsThey say writing helpsThey say you're safe
Sitting on a wooden floor the sunlight is shining in.    The world around me is moving, not stopping to listen.  
I know you probably have had millions of different people around the world seek out to you. People of different skin tones and cultures, who have been searching for you their entire life's and not to even have a glimpse of you. The real you.
I need closure.   Set some things straight.   I was insecure and vulnerable, and no, I don't want to go on a date.   Why do you taunt me?    Stupid, silly, fate.  
A final exhale staggered through pained lungs​, As the heart gave in to its demise, Dark orbs glazed over, And screams haunted the darkness, While cries of agony filled the night, A dreadful symphony, A nightmarish harmony, A twisted chord, The vo
Inside it is dark There’s a monster in me It is something I can not hide The monster was created to shield my fragile heart from pain.
to the person i can’t forget,   the sun sets, taking my happiness with it. the same way you left, taking parts of me with you. and i realize, after you left,
Mental anguish is all pain, So thick it chokes you, So fiery it burns one's insides With anger and wrath and self-hate, Twisting its way through As a knife would its victim, And yet twice as lethal,
Little girl, now don't be sad, I understand your pain, How you feel there's no way out, That you have gone insane.
Little girl, now don't be sad, I understand your pain,How you feel there's no way out,That you have gone insane. That you're a recluse through and through, No friends here you call home, The conflicting anguish inside you,To fight it all alone.  T
dear elizabeth, how are you? i hope you're doing well  i, however, am ready to raise hell i'll spare you the details, but i think you should know that things are really fucked up and its starting to show
dear heartbreak,
Dear boy, You're not a man. A man does not hurt women A man does not manipulate A man does not use social media platforms to harrass an individual A man does not make me say #MeToo A man loves women
Empty Pages   Writer’s block is like thinking you’ve met a man you could give your all to at the stage of his life when his ego is inflated like the dollar
Present in class, under the antiseptic light of the lecture hall my words infect the air, and my fat brass opinion dissipates into discussion. The next hand raises
The bird in me Recognizes the one inside you Somewhere in a corner ...with tattered wings ...chained legs...
Dear Grandma, I'm doing fine. Thanks. How are you? ... How long has it been since I last wrote? Couple weeks. yeah. ... huh? ... Like really wrote?
 The eyes of the devil are staring at me, waiting for a mistake.           Like a predator, It glares madly to each of the steps I take.  
I don't have scars   I've never felt the tension and the sweet release a surprise so pure and innocent Breaking the surface   raw, primal pain sharp breaths Tangy, coppery
These mist-covered Mountains Have dragged us Into harm But not even this Fog can Separate us Brothers in Arms   These sun-baked Sand dunes Have dragged us
So why'd you do it? What made you think it was okay to blow it? We spent so long patching up the things that didn't belong And now it turns out that it was you all along I spent so long trying to make things right 
Pain makes you strong, it will be with you lifelong, when everyone will say you are wrong, you will stand headstrong...
Your hands are violent  
Someone once told me My life wasn’t worth living That in the end I will be so lonely Asking for help or begging my homies   Dancing away my stress Singing my heart Acting as if
Have you ever dreaded to take a breath Not the kind that fills soft moist lungs But the kind that follows a silent death Let me go no further For I can see you I don’t have to be there
Dear Pain,  There are things that need to be said  but the words always seem to run There are actions that ought to be taken but the rhythm seems undone The tears appears all dried up
I always told you the truth I figured it was common courtesy But you molded it Into a monster you used against me. I watch you
Dear,AFFLICTION  I’m GLOWING UP and GROWING UP. That may upset most, and make many envy. Some may say “oh she’s acting new” or “she think she pretty” Never that honey. Honestly, this has always been there.
Hi it's me again remeber the girl you forgot again remeber you said you'd be right back remember you left me to freeze in a shack Hi it's me again remeber when you told me we were best friends
Kicked in the stomach But standing straight  Smile on  But inside tears escape    Bruno mars and backseat singing  windows rolled down  highway swerving   
Nurses, Should be nice.   Or at least that's what I thought.   They didn't care about me.   Hurt yourself? Stop crying.   Lonely? Oh well.  
when you hurt me you seem to forget that with every punch with every cut with every gash with every slap you are just  making tears fall that will water a tree
It saddens me to see He’s in pain The world is not to blame But I cant help it I look at it with shame   He has a mind no one can tame With a heart full of light
My stomach tied in knots, my heart beating fast. I'm wondering how long this feeling is going to last. I'm scared.
I had a dream last night, and it got me thinking about you, You're crying right next to the windowsill, and you say that I don't know how you feel.
I often wonder, Why are we here, Are we born just to die, If so why, Why is dying the only guarantee in life, Is there life after death, All of this begs the question...
Fight it, Come on, Fight it, I'm better than this,   Softly addictions whisper to me, Late at night when I'm all alone, But I'm tired of giving in, I'm tired of abusing myself,
Bone crackles Spirits lift When the flame drifts All is lost   No silent tears No silent fears When the smoke clears All is lost   The Earth keeps screaming
She ceases to exist Between a time and place  Where the face of earth  Lies tangled among wrists  Of those who don't stay still.   
I see pictures of couples together a longing strikes a match inside me. I want that. Yet the pain associated with loving someone ever again burns down the bridges that lead to ever wanting a love like that again.
Definitions Yesterday I got out of bed Changed out of my pajamas and into fresh clothes Splashed water on my face and cleaned my teeth I laced up my own shoes, i crawled into the bathroom
I can feel their love, feel how much they care. Yet, is it enough to keep me from the thoughts that lurk in the back of my mind, swiming in the pool of insecurites, splashing its poisonous water
He says: “You’re beautiful” And I smile. He lies to me over and over again, But I don’t mind anymore. He’s the only person I know Who lies just to make me smile.   He kisses my neck,
The truth is, my darling, that time has passed and we have grown. And yes, I do love you. And yes, that has everything to do with this poem. Loving you has everything to do with who we’ve turned into, and who we’ve grown to become.
"Suicide is not an option" I hear my therapist say, She smiles wryly And I want to scream.   "Suicide is a coward's way out" She continues, I do not understand She thinks this is a fact?
I try to love you, But I can’t. I try to accept you, But it is impossible.   They’ve told me to caress you, But I only have blades. They’ve told me to take care of you,
The ammount of love that I offer is uncomparable to anything you might think.Because, the truth is, that I give my heart to many.And everytime, I surprise myself by finding,There is always more to give.
Too much:
It is hard for me to say "I love you"And no, it's not for the reason you think.  
And the scars from the blade that remain on the wrists of an elderly Mrs. Strange have faded... She smiles knowingly as if reading my thoughts The distactions of  youth abated... The eyes alone tell the tale.
Oh how I’ve messed up The trouble I have caused The hurt I have caused
I don’t know why I say the things I do. Why I continue to put myself out there after all I’ve been through. I guess I’m a bit of a hopeless romantic some would say.. I believe in true love and hope to find it one day. 
Dear Heartbreaker, I think of you every now and then Just when I’ve forgot You’re on my mind again   There are no remedies For all these memories I can’t forget And I don’t regret
They had a Life full of Fun, neighbours and Family; Disaster struck and tore it all apart leaving them Funny; where use to be home is now pile of sand, stones and nothing...
A brazen force,disturbs the sleep,shatters the tranquility,abandons the rest with easetrying to set itself free,it longs to envelope and capture me.
I am the small branch that breaks off From the broken tree I am the leaves that gets blown away By the waves in the sea Looking for strength and guidance, I seek- The help of others;
The Dragons, they soaredAbove Mountains, through cloudsEach guarded a hoardClaws sharp, and teeth baredThey’d fight to the deathProtecting what they treasured most
Much is wrong with our society, Treating people like scum, This causes some to turn to anarchy, But choas without purpose is dumb.   We all have a lesson to learn, Unity is the way to peace,
You push me around, You say it's just harmless fun, Well that is, you say that to the teachers and adults. To me it's more than that. You force me to smile and say 'I am fine,' Even though, I'm not.
That girl Susie.She came in school today.Those kids pushed her around the hallway.They threw her books into the pond,Out the window,And in the woods.
Dear men in my life,   There is so much chaos running through my body Through my veins, Through my mind, Through my soul.  Where can I go To find true peace and happiness?   Love
Through the Years
The man was young, his mind was sharp as could be expected of such a man at such a time, and his body had endured at least enough hardships to receive a curt nod from a seasoned veteran should such an encounter play out.
Through the darkness,A candle burns,Erasing the varnish of the tainted world,This flame shines,Leaving behind a forgiving line,
Tavern mugs and boisterous laughter,Another line in this wondrous chapter,Long after the sun has set,Quills still write, and candles stay lit.
My entire life, there is one thing that was drilled into my miserable brain. “Bottling emotions is wrong. But let me make something clear.
Here’s to the children, Who go home to another fight. Another wrong, another insult. Here’s to the children, Who tend to their siblings, because no one else will.
Rose, a lively rose. My life is like a red rose, Each petal is a special part, Making up a picture. Every petal that falls is something that cannot be forgoten. Every few years a petal is lost.
Find my peace of mind, the meaning of its bind, I keep searching through the mine with no success I have yet to find.   Open up your eyes, seek past all the lies, break all of those ties
Do not say anything, Not even a word. Even if you want me to, I connot ablige. Untill you have seen, My life through my eyes.
One I am young Terribly alone. I know life Death, despair, fear. Fatuous superficiality cast Over an abyss of sorrow. The first bombardment Showed my mistake.
Have you ever asked me if I was okay?  Have you ever asked me how was my day? Money is all you cared about And you got it no matter where you stayed You didn't care about my emotions
Why do people feel the need to hurt one another?We should all love one another. Why do people feel the need to stab each other in the back?Eventually, someone will have enough and crack. Why do people feel the need to make their peers feel like tr
November 1st, 2016   Dear the Man, Challenge me here, my dungeon of sorrow Make me or break me, a push of tides You left a point on my blunt dagger
some days it feels like nothings gonna go as it should some days im too anxious to do the things i love the most some days i feel like an unwanted toy thrown to the side  
I saw this man alone in the brisk cold; He wore an eskimo hat to keep warm. A passing girl praised the hat, and behold- The man offered it to her, against norm.
Were you too misinformed to see clearly,Of how they were destroying your own soul?You opened your mind to them so simply,As if there was not a blood-l
for once the silence is ours. ours to laugh at ours to keep  ours to cry to in our sleep  ours to love  and ours to hate  whether we be, a sinner or saint. ours to find comfort 
I know that look in your eye. That you want to cry, that you’re scared to die.   But have no fear, Dear. Do you know why? All your troubles will pass by, I promise you that is no lie.
To You, Maybe I wasn't the best thing that happened to you. But I did happen to you. This was real. I breathed and lived inside your heart, so don't you dare tell me This wasn't real.
To my ex-lover, You were my first real love, My first serious relationship. You taught me how to be in a relationship, How to love, How to be compassionate, How to commit.
We are the generation of forgotten kids. The ones whose voices are silenced by bombs and guns. The kids who hear more hate than love. We are the children whose parents beat us and push us down.
365 days ago the roof over my head was secure, paid for with my own money.  365 days ago I had 1 tiny window in a basement and I felt great pride because  365 days before that I was on the verge of homelessness. 
To Missense I only write letters to family though estranged, that you still are, after all You’ve run in the blood
1. i know that you’ll pass algebra one day. scribbles of exponents and variables line the pages of your sketchbook and something always seems to be left behind when you sling your bag over your shoulder and walk away.  
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
She was new to being a school counselor. Fresh out of school herself. She knew working in a large city like this one might be overwhelming sometimes but she never thought such tiny persons 
  I am afraid of the dark and falling and those shadows you see in the corner of your eye. And all of these fears probably stem from that time when I was young,
Pain is only a 4 letter word but it's the one most often felt I feel it in my chest, see it in my dreams I can't escape this feeling No amount of time could give me any healing
That empty-headed smell lingers in the house chanting his name as it swims through the chilling breeze. His name. His name spits out of mouths and into my ears.
Forever... Pain seems like a beautiful concept, as I sit contemplating your demise. I gazed into eyes constantly deceitful in nature, I guess that would explain you ignorant behavior.
You are the one who is truly worthy. The type of gift that I will always cherish. You come from a culture that is earthy. Our mutual love will never perish.   My mind is tough, but my heart was broken.
Dear Rose,  
Dear God,   Are you there? Are you really there? Mass shootings, floods, and fires abound… yet selfies, self-promotion, and “self” are all around…  
To my ex: I let you put me in that dark little corner and just above me hung a mobile of bones -- it drew the breath straight from my lungs.   Silent whispers slithered in and out my ears,
Dear Depression,   Are you enjoying yourself? This is another day. Why can’t you just leave me! You rest on me like dust on an unused bookshelf. You bring nothing but distaste; I wonder what it must be
Dear Death You come in frightening ways You take people in lighting bolt way's It happen's so fast I am afraid you will take someone from me It could be anyone I am afraid of catching depression
They say "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" On this crooked path they encourage you to walk a little longer Eyes wide open but she doesn't see the picture  Od'd on the ground guess the drugs didn't miss her
Pain It hides in all of us  Some more than others  Pain  For some, it's a monster Lurking in a deep abyss It's malicious smile  Grinning in the dark  Pain 
You once told me I was beautiful, But now you call me ugly. Whose fault is that I think, Never daring to speak.   Bruises adorn my body, Never seem to fade. I muffle my cries at night,
I hate you. The thought of you makes me insane. The way you manipulate when you look at me with eyelids heavy and lips curled.
Am I Am I beautiful? I know you tell me everyday That I’m more radiant than the sun But I don’t believe it for a second That I’m even remotely attractive   Am I Am I smart?
Your pictures recreated Your greedy words they rewrote Your actions repeated and they restarted   Refresh Review Replay  
You are the soundtrack of my life. And even though I am unable To rewind, I play in my head, Over and over, The quirky voicemails you leave me.
It wasn't the way in which HE tortured ME with hope, nor was it the words HE said that angered me. HE was so ignorant, knew nothing of the loss I was fighting to endure. HE had not seen my pain.
What good is it to first love you When love was never dealt? Why should I seek to put you first If the same has not been felt?   But who am I to make that call, And desire to receive,
smoke cough smoke cough keep choking on your lungs love chest pain chest pain going about another day you keep moving but barely awake not listening to a word anyone says smoke cough smoke cough 
Into the darkness Into the depth Under the willow tree A little girl wept, she wept a storm With gale-force winds like breeze   Sobs and streams of tears abound, drenched the forest floor
I thought I knew knew what love was when he held me mentally, and physically I thought love was to be yelled at put down  stretched thin with nothing within but to not be alone
“Because I love you” he said, the pain would all stop because I love you “Because I love you” he said, the voice would go away because I love you “Because I love you”
  Thrusting your knife beneath my nails, you travel through the blood gushing from my fingers. My arms are pinned as you rest.  
I had become accustomed to the monstrous features beneath his surface - The claws that grasped my hands; The cold lips that touched mine; The fire that burned in his eyes.
Because I love you; She said to me. Because I loved her; She lied to me. Because She hates me; She hurt me. Because I love her; I cried. Because I love you; I lied. Because I loved her; I hide.
Recycle my thoughts Place them in a box And set them away in the attic. Take the good ones And fog 'em with clouds. Instead bring the cold ones,
Because I love you, I will forgive what you did with her. Because you love me, you didn’t mean it. Mistakes are made. Because I love you, I will apologize.
Fight the urge. Stop the urge. Let pleasure fade, as regret is made.   Don't let them in, don't let them know. This is something you cannot show.   Your fingers ache,
My mirror only sees how much I love youHow bad you hurt meHow bad you burn meMy mirror only sees the bruises you leave me  
I love you Three simple words That’s all they really are, just words Anyone can write them down I love you. I love you. I love you. See? I did it, but did I mean it?  
Because I love you,  I give up my self confidence,  I break my independence, and I am forced to be the me you want me to be, But because I love you, I love you as I love my true self,  I care for you, 
I finally spit it out. I finally told all.  I finally admitted it. I did it.    I regret it, but not really. I know a part of me does, but right now, I can't find it.  
You come home and slowly close the door, The smile you had on slowly fades away, You stand there for a while, Unable to move, Unable to breathe, Suddenly you fall back, The door supports you,
     Do you think what you say doesn’t hurtBecause i'm here to tell you it doesYour words are like a hot knifePiercing deeper and deeper with each sentence You think you can say anything through a screenBut in reality you're just a coward Who does
People love to hurt. We must because we do things That only hurt ourselves.We try and fix other’s damage, Only to mutilate ourselves. Trying to fix someoneIs the most damaging thing we can do. Because we might actually fix them,But they break us. 
In the depths of the reflected light You can catch a glimpse, a girls' shadow It's a sight you can't overlook With her eyes so hollow and haunted Concealing within a ghastly narrative  
You dare say 'I don't know what pain is', Yet, dear family, you've been fooled by yours truly.
There's a smile on your face But I know that you're in pain Your silent tears leave no trace But things just aren't quite the same, and   There's no reason for you to hide
To live, To die. Everybody always asks 'why?' But it's a fact of life. It's all the same. It's how I feel when Playing the game. To love, To hate.
Emotions. Pain. It hurts, it hurts. Make it stop. Please, make it stop. Family. Together. Happiness found with each other. Good.   Fighting. Why do we fight?
Girl, what happened to us? Conversation has sadly ran dry This has become a masquerade Time continues to pass us by If we do not communicate Darkness will appear Of a melancholy nature
No matter how much you look at others I'll still be here No matter how much you ignore me I'll still be here No matter how badly you treat me I'll still be here Because I love you
He thought he could chain me He thought he could, Would, Should, Break me. Little did he know, I've got chains and scars of my own. Of my own doing,  They were. Each little scar,
Love is beautiful like the ocean It captivates you in its waves Of passion and beauty It should not captivate you In fear or pain
I can't believe what I just saw, A nigga hit you up as I'm scrolling through your wall. No, there has to be a good explanation Our relationship ain't built for no degradation
Because I love you I heard it every day After each beating After each round of screaming   I cowered Because he loved me He loved me so much it was an honor to be his To be worth his time
Why didn't you fight back, they say.Why didn't you scream?Why didn't you run?You must have wanted it, they say.You must have secretly liked it.Otherwise, you would have fought
Tears fall from her face That is ever so clear You did not treat her right You were insincere You messed with her heart And played with her mind Nothing but an insolent demeanor So degrading and unkind
Like a black hole you feel as though you’re falling your Soul calling calling out for relief which you can never receive
Do you want to know why dreams are better than reality?   In dreams, you can be with people who you could never be with in reality. You can hug and hold them with no fear of separation.
  I lost my life to a familiar face, He went by the name, Past. He shot me down with bitter memories. He poisoned me with lies.
I spend most times alone Trying to unfold & understand my world, I’ve recently come to realise that the world is More accepting & forgiving towards Males then it is to females.
I spill all these Constellations from My starry mouth, And pretend it doesn’t hurt, When I see you more enjoying the moon. -ajh.
Sex is such a given At this point, I wonder what else People will ever seek In a stranger. -ajh.
he looked me in the eyes and told me please don't cry "it was only this one time i'd never re-commit this crime"   it's been three years since still every time i hear his name, i wince
Becasue at one time I love you: I let you touch my soul you had the magic touch two mend my torn heart At three you kept my bed warm like a burning piece of coal  when no one else was there four me 
Everyday brings more and more trouble. Your words inspire fear and tears. But because I love you, I am here. When you tell me these things, my heart breaks and my soul crubles under the pressure. Because I love me, I am here.
I can feel that it's going to rain Yet I don't reach for an umbrella It's the calm before the storm that I really love Yet our storm has already happened And now it's the after affects that haunt me
it's scary how one bad memory can make you forget all the good ones, how a single word can overweigh a whole book and how one smile can hide a thousand tears.
Titanium armor over a soft heart. A wall of brick in front of the armor. Stoic face, glassy stare, and a slouched posture. Always alone, forever quiet. Isolated and alone. Phone notifications empty.
Stars don’t twinkle as bright as they did when I longed for their warmth Mountain peaks are tangible; Thoughts of you can calm the storm Ocean depths aren’t deep at all in comparison to our talks
Time slip beneath no wind as the purple star shaped petals glisten Voices can be heard within the hollow air The clouds hold heavy as it grew by the minute
I asked my mama, Why must we go? She held my small hand and gave it a meek squeeze. "For however long the nights are still cold, and our empty stomachs continue falling asleep, we won't exist anymore.
I stay because I love you Although I know I shouldn't. Love is supposed to be good, not constant pain in my heart.   Love is the freedom to choose whomto be with,
Your smile, the painkillers in my IV, paradise flowing through my veins ,too sedated to stand. My lovely nurse I give you my all and everything I will be, before you put me under, your beautiful face has to be the last thing I see.
Trapped, feeling of emotions that you cannot express. Time breaks down. You see yourself as unwanted flesh that's slowly decomposing into nothingness. If I were to disappear would anyone truly notice?
  Some days I am fire, some days I am ice, Some days I am darkness, curled up in vice,  But all days I am human, all days I am me. It is for better or for worse you see.  
Feel the darkness under your skin?Whispering, Whispering and drawing thin?It’s rising higher, ever so high, But it will come crashing from the sky.Feel the cold crackling in your bone?
I WAS A walking, breathing, living shadow Never standing out in a crowd Always behind her...second place  
you stole something from me. pieces of me I can never get back, and all the others after you will try to rebuild me, like the toys they
Sometimes you fall in love with someone at the wrong time. Sometimes you see that pair of brown eyes for the last time and you’ll fall. Deeper, And deeper. And you always have that little bit of hope
It was slow, The crunch of the metal, The small throbbing glow, It made my eyes start to settle.   Most were just screaming,
Connections are risks  Sometimes the wrong ones make blood boil and hiss  They can make you feel like you were just one off the list  Even push you to the point of a knife in your wrist  However with care and trust
There's not enough rain In the world to wash Away the hurt and pain Rain so pure, so clean is Muddied almost instantly   The world leaves an indelible mark on all it touches 
I was sixteen And with an open heart I did dream and fantasied alot I was loved and knew it I strolled to adulthood en route I fell in love and my imaginations widened I would lay awake all night
I sliced my legs and marked my arms found comfort  in self-harm.   I cut my hips and slit my wrists told myself that I was worthless.   Everyday I look down at these scars
Text me when you get home safe (because I love you) You know you can talk to me about anything (because I love you) I heard this and thought of you, so I had to share
No one, just no oneNot he, not sheNot them, just no oneListen to youOr they justDon't want to So stop screamingOh! You don'tJust don'tThat won'tWill help you
Love needs a reason to stayI prompt, is this the only way?To make it more strong and deepThe first time, I might cry and weep
I lay in the bed My eyes swollen with tears Completely restless And drowning in fears.
Sanity reaches out her hand  To stop the unstoppable comet, Singed flesh to show For the one she saved.    She was damaged  But she was whole.    Is there only happiness 
It was the day when you were born I decided to quit and I had sworn I am not looking back at those good old days I know I will be hurt in some different ways  
funny how consistent you seem to be in my mind as the sun starts to leave behind a trail of the classic gold and pink  that you made symbolic of my loving fleeting youth so tell me the truth
It has been sixteen years Since that dark day Our nation was under attack Total chaos in every way Three thousand people sadly perished Nothing but pure frustration Along with sullen moments
I bare my fangs, I laugh at fear Others quake at what they hear I follow through, I lead the pack I remind them to never ever look back I clench my teeth, I hide my pain Think only of what I might gain
Do not look upon my face Love, why doth you look with pity My chest is filled with hallow space Looking in your eyes, I feel so guilty I'm sorry that I left you behind Filled with tears of all the wrong kinds
Burning long,  Burning strong. Fill yourself with sin,  You'll find yourself a home.    Flames burn eternal,  Searing through your thin, delicate flesh.  Hope for escape?
Trust. Sympathy. Hard work. Stop. Love isn't a word, Love isn't a thing. Love is a chirping bird,
There are no coherent words escaping your lipsYour eyes pry mine open for me to see and listenYour neck strains agains your collar to choke out the wordsI only wanted to hear what I wanted, versus what you said  
A family that was never been together, Everything was so other favor,Anger, sadness and pain altogether,In the heart of a child whom never felt it before.
You taught me to wait Because you said I love you back You taught me that it was okay to accept apologies When your actions were like a song stuck on a broken track.   Because I loved you  
Mi Morenita 
Look at her, Like, you want to praise herAnd not chase herRender her at sightThat makes her face brightIf your look is nullThat will make her Dull
Is pain a tangible thing? Can you touch it? Can you grab it? If you could  Would it be slimy? Disgusting? Greasy? Or would it be slick? Solid? If pain were a person
Hello I’m Drizella I’m going to marry a fella Royal and tall He’ll catch me when I fall during the waltz and the tango   Wrapped in a bow
Snow White cannot fight Her soul’s become cold Like White Snow. She must go. Sharp memories like icicles Dangerously dangling
Once upon a time...   There was a young couple with too many kids: Poor Isaac, Miss Sue, and sadly, young Sid. The three of them had never enough to eat. Momma didn't know what to do or who to meet.
writing, seeing behind teary eyes: lies in disguise; love and hate, war, we paint
It's been a while since you shattered my heart. You left me all the memories to remember, i don't regret any cause I loved you from the start. I still see your smile in front of me, i still feel your touch on me,
Deep inside is where it hides,  I tried and cried but on the outside im bright,  People don't seem to notice my painful tears    my broken heart and a worthless thoughts,  I tried loving you with everything I had
The lake I lingered as I tossed and turned, I dipped my feet in a pool of fury-- it burned.  I scent the smell of burning ashes pondering in the midst, The nostalgia of a reserved and reimbursing scene, yet
I am alive. I eat, I breathe, I sleep.  Constantly checking my phone,     Facebook notifications from an ex that doesn't deserve my time,  but I give it to him anyway,  cause' I am alive. 
I will not start with once upon a time.     This is not past tense.     This is now.     Every day. Every second. Every minute.       Looking in the looking glass,
There  comes  a  time  when  we  will  be  tried,When our coats are sopping wet,And  our  brains  are  fried,Our shoelaces swishing through a puddle as we fret,
I have gotten better at this disguising Bullshit yes I said shit I'm tired from taking hits From people that ain't it this poem ain't pretty letting my petty come out and greet thee
Things tend to have a deeper meaning But, we see selectively The direction is there It is not used completely We are often confused As a result of the ambiguity Pain and darkness walk in
365 Days of Pain   An eighteenth birthday, A happy day for some, A painful day for me   That day I became a bonde,
I saw you todayAnd my heart flipped out of my chestLater that night I couldn't rest.Months after getting over youThere I was back in your graspAnd now I reminisce about our past.
Pinnocchio was the first, Geppetto and Geppetta's Happy Accident No one talks about Geppetta that much anymore 'Cuz she doesn't come around that much anymore  She was a good Wife and a good Mom
You ask for help...  but you run away… How can we feel what you've felt if you don't give us the light of day?  
Last night, I could not sleep,All I could see where the things I was sleeping to forget,I woke up, checked my phone: 6:36 AM. I began to weep, My face is pale, I'm breaking out, my cheeks... so wet. 
Rocking in azure blue, Fluorescent lights all around, Rockets flying; left and right, lawyers sue,
So much is different,Happiness is such an expensive rent, You expect me to be calm,To apply over these wounds a healing balm?
i am young i live and breath with days to come and time i don't need my bones will break with fickle force and a constant requirement to make a choice   in my youth,
  Boom! Crash! Snap. "We can't protect the fallen. We can't relieve the screeching Even if we try."   Trembling and weak
Picture of the past, Replaced with pictures of you. The fun times that turned sour then, Is just history now.   Standing on the edge of , Dark and light, We raise our hands, and
You make me love you,You make me hate you,But can't you see I always get what I want,so stop messing with my head.You can't make me say "I love you too."Even though I do.
I can't believe it's been 6 years since you left us. I still wake up and expect you to be downstairs making breakfast. I miss your smile. That thing was infectious.
i remember i sat there, in my cold seat along the last row you were there, a building and a world away the thought of you suddenly plagued my mind i knew i just had to write something about you
POUNDING POUNDING The thoughts want in, - - POUNDING POUNDING They will be my end, - - POUNDING POUNDING They want to control my functions, - - POUNDING POUNDING
My Thoughts drip and trickle onto a silver plate, As I try to contemplate their love and their hate. Soon it overflows and stains a White plush cloud, And when the wicked wind blows it rains onto the ground.  
Unhappy HurtUglyAshameBrokenIs what my mask was made fromMy mask was designed to hide liesTo smother sounds of fear as I cry
You left a hole a mile wide And now I know how it feels to die This burning pit and vast alone I hate that you left but I’m glad you’re gone How could you shred my heart like this
Goodbye my Angels oh where did you go? Goodbye my Angels so little we know. Goodbye my Angels I sit and I stare. Goodbye my Angels Daddy's still here. Goodbye my Angels your departure so soon. Goodbye my Angels I wish somebody knew....
She didn't know why Her anti-suicide talks Wouldn't work on her.
#Day2 - August 2017   Love shot down like a thug on the street..   Heart shattered like broken glass on a beat..   Sound waves rumbling through my head like a stampede..  
I am fragile, Like a glass Of wine. One encounter And you can tip Me over. Out spills my pain And emotions That could have Helped you ease your pain, But you can't put me
I realized, as the world before me was bathed in yellow and orange sunlight, that I have been cold. It is warm and homey and yet, I am cold. In my bones there's a sickening chill,
Face plant off the third floor  The blood splatter paints a pretty picture of why he didn't matter And who's sadder the committer or his encouragers Such a shame he had no one around to feel his hurt 
As I dive back into the night I realize the ring worn is for another. This sonnet is unbroken Due to the lies told for you and I Just as the ring implicates.   These hugs go farther than a kiss 
You.  I'm gonna write a poem for you, I'm writing poems upon poems to release everything that I might think I have against you 
Just because I smile, don't believe I've never been through anything. Just because I'm not breaking doesn't mean I've never been broken before. You never see me cry because I've always had to be strong.
As we walk along this path We are spent till the last A drop of blood will bind While wandering souls entwine To live and carry on one must be strong For the road is oh so very long
as if pulled by strings two puppets of the same master lift their cups to open lips fill themselves spill over the edges drink each other in think of love and of sin and the convergence of fate
Is possible to be who you are when the whole world is against you? Does it matter if you know who you are if the ones you cherish will only reject you To be who you are is to experience pain
They say life is a gift, That love bridges the rifts, They say 'follow your dreams', They ask you to come clean.   But what if life is greedy and shallow, Driven by heads and hearts that are hollow,
As I lay in my bed, I can't help but feel bad that somewhere, some time tonight... A poor child will be dead. There'll be no justice; It is something, society will easily forget.
I come from war, I'm used to such pain. Existence disdain, Soul with a scar.
I once spoke to a man with the same complexion, Whose suffered from the vast cruelty of rejection. ••••••••
how dare you! leave her childless; how dare, this world... this icy world, with sin and shame. allow two boys to take the blame. who sadly lost their mother, to the fists of a drunken father!
this life I live breaks my heart a little more each daythe maladies and tragedies consume my dreamsand wear away all my strengthsorrow is my constant companion asthe moments' crawl, seconds feel endless 
Is God just an illusionIs religion just an institution?People say the deadare looking down on usI wish it were truebut don't the deadhave better things to do?Are they still a part of this world? 
She's in love with an alcoholic, I find it a little scary, that people can go and gossip, not knowing what she is feeling. Abuse that she has to face, his anger she have to taste. Her life is a metaphor,
They sayit takes skillto wield a knife   you have to hold it rightat the right anglein the right wayat the right time  
My childhood's full of stories-- Happy endings and of kings: Of fairy-tales where love prevails And princes give me wings...   I knew that prince was coming, But I couldn't stand the wait;
(For the sake of privacy purposes all names have been changed) "Every single detail in this story is true and happened in a way that makes me who I am now"
I miss the form. The elegant beauty of the landscape. That's what I'll call it, The landscape   It was like a landscape Long and lean, tended to Graceful and wind blown  
She put her trust in you But, you have sadly let her down Always there and one who cared Now all of the joy has turned into frowns How could you treat her that way She was once your queen
She knew that loving him would be disastrous, but she was already a disaster. She knew that by holding onto his hand meant that she could be left all alone, reaching out for a hand that was never meant to touch hers.
You can't drain away all the gloominess My past has filled me with But you can erode all the loneliness My heart is smeared with Only to let you in And illuminate this arcane Soul
My minds demons are brusting to be free, the neglect of my past keeps fueling in me. Too many things left unspoken, too many things left undone, broken pieces of everything I love.
I am cold with three blankets on There is frostbite gripping at my toes as I pull them in close The first reminds me of the time the power went out
Lost words, tortured souls, mindless behaviors. lost in each others emptyness. Trying to mend each others pain, tryin to find the right words but nothing seems to come out. The loneliness of it all.
They say when you step on a crack you break your mother's back growing up you see each foot coming to fruition.
They say when you step on a crack you break your mothers back growing up you see each foot coming to fruition.
I'm just filling gaps, Tears to be lapped,Up by the love of material desire,A fire to be put out by the one thing we are told to leap for, Love is just red paint,A saint, Full thoughts of f
If I fell, would I feel it? The impact that would shake my bones? Or would my body remain numb, unaware of the cold?   Would my heart still beat, thumping against its cage?
i may as well be a dead roseno one dares to water or revive just to throw out with this weeks disasters and garbage my thorns are fighting those who try to stop me but they aren't strong enough to keep me alive. they may protect me but they can ne
Like a little kid When the lights go out My soul is dark and scary This there is no doubt My brain wages a war it cannot face
The pounding of your fist at the door of my chest Can no longer withstand what you tell it to No matter the number of times you use your sultry words to beckon it to life
His beauty is unspeakable and incomparable; not because his words are able to inflict pain upon me, but because his heart will forever beat in sync with mine.
Heaven-hued are my eyes, the very ones which have been blinded a numerous amount of times.   And the cold must try harder to make me unfurl my fists of agony,
I do not wear lavender  bruises of pain; blue laces my skin, reminiscent of the rain.
Tip toeing the trail of self destruction Teetering on the edge on insanity Submerged my soul in sulfuric acid Sewed my eyes shut from reality It's over when you can't break down
Inside I am broken All but the sound of my heart Hands grip around my neck, choking Tearing me apart   I lay emotionless Listening to the my heart beat Feeling it pounding in my chest
So much of me that the world cannot see, I have to try to see it as beauty For if every condensed thread of my being were to unwind to the world Might I as well not exist? Questions to these answers may not unfurl...
Too fullToo empty,I'm all dried up,these bones feel heavy  I can't breathe,I can't think,I can't even talk,I don't know what's come over me  I'm a slave to a vice,it's killing me,I often think
Bounded by Red, White, and Blue shackles We stand one Nation, under God In the unemployment line.   Thirteen Red stripes
When destinies collide and shatter the planet into a million pieces,   When doubting attacks like a cloud of suffocating hornets stinging like hell,   When love seems to die
The chisel never stops picking away at you             From the clay you came, and then existence grabbed you             And from then on you were condemned for your nature
every year for as long as i can remember my mom has tried to grow a rose bush. key word tried.
The choice to succeed The choice to fail How do we choose? We cry in laughter We cry in pain Which one are we after? Our country, our home But do we feel safe? The struggles we face
I taught you how to love me and instead you took the information to use it for herThat's all I was for youA source on how to become better for someone elseIm a used book that got put back on the shelfEverything I ever showed you on how to love was
Trapped. I'm trapped. Unable to move Unable to think Unable Helpless as the tide washes over And I feel like my skin is on fire My body hurts Every step sends electricy 
I'm three years old and I can't speak about the things my mama does I caught her once
It’s funny how much I’ve changed.  I’m 14 years old, sitting in my room, now surrounded by white. White sheets pinned to the walls, white carpet, white dresser. They were blue once, but that has been drained away.
I want to live till thirty  Before my bones crumble into dust   I want to live till thirty  Before I stare out of ancient eyes    I want to die young Before the pain becomes unbearable   
I brush my lips across my abusers cheekThey say the abuse lies skin deep, but I say it rests in my heartAnother night we spend like this, all snuggled up like we lovedBut we did not feel love, we felt resentment deep within
He made her feel so alive She yearned for that feeling of joyOnly he gave that to herHer eyes lit up like the night sky at the very sight of himHer heart came out of her chest with every word he spoke and lyric he sangShe felt so alive with him Be
it was here that I fell in love trapped in the salty waves, burning my skin with the most gentle touch ripples that altered images dancing in my vision  from an emerald sea to the clearest blue sky
As he slammed the door in my face i remembered what rejection tasted like , It was never sweet when he mistook me for her but it seems i accpeted it And now that ive built up the courage to speak up
I cant do this anymore, Death is knocking upon my door. I cut deeper and deeper, I see the eyes of the real Grim Reaper.   I wield my blade like a weapon in defense,
No matter how hard i try to conceal this shame.I can’t silence the echountil I know the sourcefrom which it came.It emanates from close by.Yet this source of the soundconveys a meaning I don’t recognize.What does it mean?“The only value you find i
Disscussion, Can't we just talk? Round table  no intimidation from whom I was Born, Blood shared, Bones grown, Umbilical Cord. Can't we just tal- Intimidation. Raised Voices
At 6 I never had a friend So when someone came up to me and said “Bare your soul and I'll give you the lint from my pocket,” I told her, “You can pay me by being a friend.”
The levity left holes in me, dreading waking, dreams forsaken, teams are faking, but we're waiting as we're fading with the ratings, while it's raining, not containing, life it's draining, with time we flee
" i can do all things"  didn't stop at shoulder surgery  you see beauty in the little things  paint designs on butterfly wings so no: i won't pretend to know your plans because they're more than i could dream
Your words are a nightmare Sending chills down my back I want to curl up with a blanket covering my body Covering my body from the words you say It’s like knives
I've been hurt before another scratch won't hurt me anymore I may have lost a battle, it left me agognizing on the floor, I am bleeding, and crying, and weak, but I know I haven't lost a war.
oh the sky  the red, red sky  i see the fear, the pain in your eyes oh the red, the red red earth. bathed in blood bodies lay in the dirt.  oh the red.  the red, red sea 
all the pain gets bottled up inside soon, you will explode. that is what I did,  I exploded and it had consequenses.  those consequenses where scars.  the scars seem to disapear sometimes but,
She's the type of girl That everyone would desire Long hair, beautiful So many do admire But what you see on the outside Really doesn't matter Cause she's hurting inside Ready to die
The pain of the cuts in the bleed and the bleeding in my cuts, the sorrow's rush. Explain to what is happening, this unknown feeling of the pulse of a dying heart. Because I gave you my all. What makes it worse is that you left me to fall.
Life has never been easy for meI've began to state the question,To be or not to be?I have become numb.  
The Pain of Death   There comes a time in everyone’s life When their hearts are filled with pain and strife Where they wish time would go back
All my shirts have hearts sewn into the sleeves you don't have enough thread. 
I was made in America. My grandfather is a veteran. My father black. My mother white. I am from a bloodline of freedom fighters. I was packaged,
Something deep in my stomach wants to throw up raw blades but my thighs are already covered in blood. So people can see I’m alive, I plant a peach tree underneath bullets in my skin. She didn’t deserve my touch.
The world I live in grows dimmer each dayOver time my sight just fades awayAs blindness moves in I take a step backKnowing that darkness is on the attackBut will it be so bad to live like this
no one will ever love me that’s why I hopelessly stare into the sea I tell you I don’t care, I telly ou I’m fine It’s all via text, in reality I’m on my third bottle of wine And my head won’t stop spinning
When your skin has been torn from your bones,And your life ripped apart,You have no choice but to part With the ways of old.Or continue on the same path,And refuse to fit the given mold.You can uproot the world with all your wrath,Lashing out with
I remember The stones They way they pelted.   I remember The girls The way they laughed.   I remember The fear The I fought not to tremble.   I remember
Chronic Constantly there Endless creeping torture Pain, misery, despair, alone Illness   Fighter
It’s tiring to wear a mask Make sure it doesn’t crack Make sure it doesn’t reveal the truth Constant checking Constant fear
“How are you?” “I’m good”  I know they don’t want to hear what is true but even if I wanted to say it I don’t know that I could.   So, I stick to the norm
a smile and a kiss the kind face of pain The smile is genuine but it masks pain pain and hurt and conflict all masked the same   I hurt to see it it clouds his eyes
A friend asked me how to be a writer.I wanted to say,lock yourself in a room,scream until you have a poem and no voice.Open your veins and bleed until you know that your bones
Why does it hurt so much? The words that fled your mouth into my ears still linger in my brain. And the promises you made, the hope you fed me and the lies I gobbled up, gullible child I am,
loving one who loves another can break you in half as you wither I wither away when he smiles at her everyday   I am in love with his eyes brown and warm he may speak lies
Words tend to dissolve in tea And I’ve found they often rise with the steam My lungs breath then in you see Leaving words to sprout in me   But I’ve found that with my lungs so full
Why do I do such hurtful things.. My mind, body & soul are just in separate places I feel I'm not where I'm suppose to be
To be one to fear pain. To be one to feel pain. To fear the thought of fearing pain. Puts more fear in your heart. It's like stress on stress on frustration on pain. To have no release, nor escape, not only from pain but from life.
Give. Give. Give. The things that suit me suit you as well. I can give you myself You can accept it wholeheartedly But sadly,
Twirl, twirl on the stage, light as air Satin cages that hide the despair Scars and Blisters causing pain Of a dreams that will soon wain Take off those satin cages and breathe 
I am trying, forever climbing, searching for any way up and out of rock bottom.But with each step and with each new effort I slowly begin to fall.I'm just the girl the worlds forgotten afterall.I am the girl who lost her way while trying to fake h
There's an intangible outside force that consumes me. It's dark, fierce, and rugged. I become enveloped by it, wrapped in its jaws, as I aimlessly fall into its deep, boundless abyss.
I can see the grass grow higher -Oh how must this life come easy To grow as the wind blows -If only it was as swift to rest in peace
The Darkness of Night By Ryan G.     Darkness had fallen, dressed in black The army stood, no light
Every smile without you is an empty one. Every laugh without you isn't worth it. Every step without you is heavy. Every breath without you hurts. Every day without you is wasted.
Nobody knows my story better than my self. Nobody knows my life better than I do. Nobody knows my scars better than I do because they are invisible through a human s eye Nobody knows what I went through.
Never did I think that I wouldstoop so low as to fall intothis deep darkness that doesn't endthis coldness that punctures the soul.This is all my fault, my fault thatnow you don't want to talk to me.
Hey old friend, I'm glad you're doin fine Thought I'd stop in just to drop a line  Heard you were worried Bout my life Guess you heard people didn't treat me right Hey old friend, did you forget What you did to me, do you regret? Cause though othe
Promises, promises. What do they mean? We give in to the lies, we give in to the need. You told me you wouldn't hurt me, you told me it was the last time.
You only know you're alive Because you're breathing And cause the hand upon your chest Can feel your heart beating You only know you're living  Because you can feel the pain
I never thought I'd say this,But I'm thankful for the pain.I'm thankful for the tears I shed,The nights I spent awake,And all the days my knuckles turned whiteWith the tension so thick a knife could -
I remember the first time you did it The first time you made me feel like my body was no longer my own I remember the first, second, and third time you made me bleed or when I would hold back tears so you wouldn't call me weak and then you would b
I feel a coldness that penetrates to the very core, and doesn't stop there. A darkness so deep that it blots out any hope of light. Despair so sad that I am barely trudging on.
Lifting my eyes to the sky above me, I enjoyed one last glimpse of the light. And as I prepared my heart, in came the clouds of darkness To surround me in a seemingly endless night.  
Have I             told you before                     of what it’s like alone                                 sleeping in my bed at night?
I've been having nightmares about you after the sun leaves the sky, Every. Single. Freaking. Night. Telling myself that the info received is dry, would be telling myself a lie: I repeat, my nightmares are not lies.
We took a step back, I think. Interpret how you will, but I will interpret this year as thorns we have placed in our own fingertips preventing ourselves from moving and pretending we have been brushed
Your absence hurts me Why can’t you be by my side? Mentally killing me   Why are people cruel? Insecurities haunt me Please just let me be
Heartbreak doesn't last It may seem like forever But soon you will shine
Nothing could break us apart. We'd been friends for ten years.   I never knew a friendship could hurt, but it did, more than anything.   Your words twisted in my head
As blood gushes out of my wound and spills onto streets that someone in mine or yours were slaves on,  I do not think about #BlackLivesMatter or #AllLivesMatter.
Maybe Just maybe It’s better this way. She doesn’t have to deal With not being able to walk With workers never coming on time
Your favorite medium was painting.Your favorite paint, my bloodBecause it came from the very heart beating for you.I always knew you had thorns,I just always assumed that they were for protecting me. 
I know better than me. I know that I should… I know that I shouldn’t  listen to it, it makes me soft, smooth.
I will never hurt another human being the way you hurt me; Blinded by only what you want me to say and see, Bound to you by a sense of misery. I just can't seem to breathe.
Oh, fear. Oh, pain.  How we had each other's numbers. Oh, fear. Oh, pain. How we knew each other so well.   How you sought me in the dark, In the night, in my sheets.
I never really understood who I was Now more than even I still wonder who I am Yet I think before I had an idea or I thought I did Just in one short year I lost that part of me
Tight, close, that's what we were. In our youth, we were always so sure. We laughed and we cried, but we always stayed together. We promised we would be forever.
The new year calls for change The new year calls for better Physically, mentally, eternally Living a never-ending battle  365 unpredictable days gone
Its amazing how I feel in love with you You were a pain in the a** and so foolish But you made me fall, how clever.
A troubled soul mine has been, For the past year much has conflicted within, I was left wandering in a foreign land, My steady life shattered and shifted into one unplanned,
I remember.  I remember the fears. I remember the confusion. I remember the pain. I especially remember the lonliness. I remember the tears. I remember the depression. I remember the disdain.
All around the floor scattered pieces lay, Pieces of red, white, and black. Tear running down my face, My body limp on the floor. I pick up the pieces,  but they all shatter at my touch.
  My life is Intoxicating It’s so misleading It can be frustrating I guess I’m still debating on whether my life is worth hating.   My life is so demanding and friends
The world is kind to let you pick your own poison Misery holds you underwater like an anchor Courage seeps through our skin, burning us alive Truth is a deadly pillow with a silver lining  
Why do I feel distressed? For my opulence, Luxury or success.   Look,  I did nothing wrong I was born,
Encrusted red splattered walls Red spotted floors Serve to remind me How everything I do Is wrong in his eyes Those bloodshot eyes Coming home every evening With flammable breath
Why do men look at love as being a contagious diease  instead of a feeling thats here to fulfill your needs its mind bottiling to know that some men look at love as something that will never grow As i smoke
you reap what you sow  and i've sowed my sins  so i plow  through the ground  that happens to be skin  red furrows ready for planting  all neat and lined up straight 
Tested is the silence that breaks the very air  Cruel is the loving hand that hits hardest  painful are the memories of past moments  sorrowful are the paths travled by lonely lovers 
I wish things were differently I wish I can hit your line I wish time was right  But time isnt mine  I wonder every night  I wonder what might you think I wonder about life
I try to stay positive but lately that just means gettin’ lit. What's easier rolling one or facing my problems? I'll tell you right now, happiness is halfway through the bottle.
The bitter, scarring painOf those I thought to be my friendsTurning and rejecting me.Family and loved onesAre not the same people.My childhood innocenceFades more and more rapidly.All the grief and heartacheOf years pastShred my heart to pieces. I
Thanks For The Epiphany's You left me traumaitized,But now I'm desensitized,When I mesmerize,About the feelings inside.And I don't wanna feel,Something that's not real,When I can't even begin to heal.Why can't I be everything you
A thing that not many can endure The pressure You treasue Once knocked at my door Small and brittle My heart ripped in four What love was for certain I wasn't quite sure
Sleeping is peaceful, the darkenss is a blanket that surrounds and comforts. Dreams are vivid, full of life, and love. I lay my head on the pillow ready for peace to overcome my soul.
One year ago, how the time goes. I began my year free I say free, the world felt new. For the first time I was ready to pursue only me.
I hear the ticking of a clock as time passes The weight of the clock rests on my heart Its ticks sending vibrations to my very core The ticks never ending, never faltering  
This past year Alice died I cannot remember my last words to her But I do remember how my sister cried This past year Jackson was born
If only you were here, You would have been able to kiss me goodbye Wish me luck and try your best not to cry As I drove off to learn and live alone Instead, I had to tell your tombstone If only you were here,
Every dream is not meant to be remembered But my dream of you I could never forget. Searching for your light through the darkness For the slightest traces of your flawless silhouette.
The day has come no turning back now. I must end this now for I grow tired of pain.   Seeing faces of those close as mirrors I suppose reflecting nothing but hate
Sometimes I feel like the little girl inside of me is screamingScreaming because she’s hurting & doesn’t know how to communicate why or how she’s hurtingScreaming because she wants attentionScreaming just because
You know what's funny? The way you seem to think that all is right in the world. That everything is working out great for you. But you cannot seem to fathom the destruction, put onto others, brought on by you.
Every day, every hour, every minute, every second It follows me It surrounds me when I wake up It follows me throughout the day It haunts me at night My mind is distracted by it
it's simple in a woman's mind, don't believe she only wants love. she wants the loyalty, respect, attention, and care: she wants to be put above. loyalty means commitment, respect means good character,
Here we are again. We've already met. The hurt, the pain, and the regret.  The feelings rushed in like waves headed for the shore. They left my broken heart even more soar. My mind aches for answers
Don't take this the wrong way,  You knew what I meant when you started dating me.  You knew I was different, You knew I could care. But you threw me away, you left me bare. 
Mom always writes in uppercase I watch her in repose, The phone in the nape of her neck still sighing Like a helpless long-necked rose.
Do you ever get that feeling The feeling of wanting to fly But your wings are broken Every word unspoken   Do you ever get that feeling The longing desire to run But your legs are paralyzed Your nerves are tranquilized   Tell me the truth As my so
I am a girl of six Playing with bones and stones and sticks Wondering if words will ever stick Not knowing that in a decade, I’ll be lonely and sick   I am a girl of ten
Things are good, I'm happy yes, you're making more money than most people your age Im doing well, doing it without school too School was never  for you anyway I'm close to my peak Here she comes who?
When he came into my life Everything changed like never before I became someone I despised I dressed differently I stopped talking to the people around me I even strayed away from my classes
call me out of the shadows i call home call me out of this place that stripped me to the bone call me out of the burning fire of life call me away from the blade of a knife
Say goodbye to sleep  We fall deeper into stress Take away the pain   
I have seen many things and I have heard many lies  But the only things that make me cry are the one's that make people hate you   I love you just the way you are I just wish that they could see
Don't play games with me Give me that smile, I know you know it's just pain to me. I love it. That's when your most pure to me. It's your darkness, yet it so clear to me.
I should be exhausted I am exhausted Both physically and mentally Physically, not so much Mentally, too much This world is filled with mental exhaust I am one of them Can rest cure this
Hatred towards one another is like drinking a glass of wine with your loved one. But that's not your loved one. You break the glasses and bottles so angrily enough to say I love you.
His lips alone were poetry. His eyes love. His heart was different. Full of ashes, full of unknown hurricane pain.
Dreaming of you is like having 100 stabs to the heart. But honestly, I would rather Shot.
Please Don't laugh at me Don't point at me Don't snicker when you see me Don't giggle at my pain Or smile when I fail I am only who I can be Don't pick on me because I am different
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,
I see you through the clear, curved, orange plastic over my eyes You taste like metal opium The spoon still stuck between my teeth Gnaw marks in the handle From when I tried to swallow it whole, swallow it dry
While my heart does bleed For new life never born My mind does heed The pain of a mother torn The decision to forestall Life's seed to full bloom Is a powerful anguish of hellish gloom
What mind enlightened of God Could reconcile a forsaken entrustment... To guardian the yet unborn? What eye that sees by Light Could blind itself this darkest deed?
One is gentle, just to start, Two's intent's to make a mark. Three's for "ugly" and for "rude", And for good measure, four is, too. Five is for the lies I said, Six is for who's in my bed.
Sometimes the hardest thing Is to look in the mirror To face the broken smile The empty blue eyes That once held the oceans.
Did you tell them you were ok Did you laugh it off and shake your head because  nobody wants to look weak. Did you walk calmly out the door but run
Secrets {succubus} Verse 1:I try to not do it  but it's so hard not to love you.  I see your features when your gone.  They radiate in everyone  With your love I'm so far gone.  Can't tell you how I feel.  No word or words can explain it.  I'm jus
Drowning in sorrow from the choices I've made in my past, Only God knows how long this pain is going to last. No one seems to know the heartache I have to swollow,
It happens a lot, this feeling that always seems as if to oscillate around my discernment: Of darkness, and gorging pits of doom, I've tried and tried to escape it vicariously through you,
Would it be selfish to say I just want to get away? To sail far from those that I love the most because they cause the most pain? Or will I bare remorse once the harbor-side becomes far from sight?
Dreadful Dreadful In every cell Dreadful Daughter Lives in hell Dreadful Dreadful You cant tell Dreadful Daughter Fakes it well Dreadful Dreadful Hear her knell?
 The breaking of the heart is the most painful when you think you've found the one, then they just walk our or your life like you were never nothing. The heart breaks when you lose someone you loved with your whole heart.
On the drive home, I noticed all the children racing around playgrounds, people walking their dogs, everyone being able to go about their lives while mine had been completely put on pause.
When my kids were 9, I would never say those things. Harsh criticism leaked through my lips no matter how hard I tried to stop it.
I journeyed through the world, overland and overseas. I was born where the sun never sets and never rises. I was purged out into a place, where the heat became my second skin.I went through thick and thin, and I became an African prince.
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.  
At times, I feel like a small speck in this world. A small miserable speck. Why? Because the galaxies of our universe swallow me up to the point I am digested into the
I was stuck in this 3AM daydreamwhere the music was faded through water,and I couldn't hear my screams. I was caught in a cage with all borders closed. Tolerance was terrifying, but I already knew.
Things were fine in the beginning. We sangWe danced, we laughed we played. You told me you only had eyes for me.I thought it to be true. Then you told me That we were not meant to be. And I cried.  All alone with my thoughts.
Ash thick in the air,Getting hard to breath.Is this really despair?Is it time to leave? I fought the good fight,and vowed not to quit.Am I stumbling in the night?Or is this just it?
Light starting to fade,Flashlight batteries on low.Feet planted on slanted surface,With no friction below.
Sense of humorslowly fading away.Was it a tool for pleasure?Or just a mask per-se. It was constantly in me.The first thing i would useWhen a friend was in needOr when i needed to diffuse.
I used to be an optimist of old who sang laughed clapped and taught doubters her many high ways. Now I am an optimist of shackles, weighed and bore down by tears
Life is funny at times we have our ups and we have our down There is so much to be said and done yet nothing comes out We grow to adore and love someone, then we find out that it’s not reciprocated 
Yes I am broken and bruised, Yes willingly, I love the abuse, Yes the nights are long There’s not enough distractions in the day, Yes the reasons to leave Outweigh the reasons to stay,
the thing is… sometimes self harm isn’t about pain, it’s about things that last and things that dont.
Poetry... One word. One word that holds so many feelings. One word that has saved me in so many ways. One word that has become my source of air. My source of safety. My source of life.
The wind is blowing cuts like knives throuw my soul This pain in my heart hurts more than the world will know   Voices in my head whisper light as a feather It'll take a little time
All these tears are washing away with the rain All these fears are stripping away my insanity Every memory fades away with the past And each thought of you hurts more than the last  
Red clouds my sight and burns in my mind A fire ever consuming and always ever brewing   The heat feeds off my heart slowly tearing me apart Bright, colorful flames
Pessimism creeped through every crevice of my soul constantly my head was down negativity had a hold, My mind was a whirlwind of emotions spiraling so deep as if I conceived the ocean,
Dreary clouds spread across the skyThe weather reminds you of a recent goodbye Rain is streaming down the window panesYour face is covered in tear stains
I watched her, I watched her fingers untangle from the struggling grip of my hands. I watched her eyes grow in hate and sorrow from the shattering promises
  Throughout the strains, pulls, pinches Pains and cringes, I live through it.   Alarm rings. Right leg over left,
This pain is simply pulling me apartCaught between you and the freedom of hopeThe simple irony of your oath"I promise to let you breathe," Yet your hands are around my neck."I promise to let you see," Still you are all I know."I promise to let you
Just because someone is hurt once Does not mean they cannot Love anyone or anything again.   I picked up my first instrument When I was in the fourth grade. It was bigger than I was
Have you ever heard the saying " The first person you think about when you wake up, And the last person you think about before you fall asleep at night, Is either the cause of your pain or your happiness."? 
It goes in one ear and out the other.  
I get in bed, not wanting to go to sleep. I wake up, not wanting to be alive. When will my pain disappear?   Outside, the flowers are blooming. Inside, the spirits are dying.
You were once the man that made my smile grow wide,But now you're the man that makes my smile die.Every time I see you, my heart decides to break.Every time I remember you, my organs inside me ache.I'll never forget those really good times, when w
Here again; I’ve built these walls.
I can hear but you never tell me- how you feel that’s why I’m drowning- in these ashes of flames that we caused, caused to burst since we showed each other our flaws.Though we try we just fill with hatred- for the agony of the other in the other’s
The Wolf in the sky howled until he grew big enough to swallow the moon. And there was no light left but the stars which he could not reach.
I hate this.
I saw the stars in your eyes--and I also watched them burn out. You showed me a whole other universe, and I got lost in it.
I leap up to life,  to see what is above me. The flame within me is burning. I look to the sky, and see the drrops forming. Clouds, clouds, clouds. I know that it is coming. I look up and there they are.
“R.I.P. 2 The Old Me”   R.I.P. 2 the old me That weak motherfucker had to die It’s time for a change
I was stopped by a man in a room made of gold He sat and told me his life story yet he couldn't look me in the eyes as he called me beautiful   We were both looking for "God" in all the wrong places
I thank My Lord for pain. For, it's the ache that add perfection to this love in me, for you. #cinquain
I See no reason to Fear the snow Or let the winter win Or run from rain and run from life When rain is what we're in Or strive to be gods ourselves When hearts are mold and sin I see no light
Be still, my heart, "I cannot," she says, "I have been cruelly broken, and I am in too many pieces."   I pull out a pen and tell her to bleed. Bleed onto paper the thousand words,
No one is a real poet. Someone always has it worse than you. Real poets are the women in far away countries that don't know how to read Women right in front of us that are afraid to say their significant other hurts them
I miss the cloudy days When the sky was nice and grey, A sad smile upon my face. What happened to the rain?   The sky has been to bright, With the warm sunshine Glowing upon the smiling faces
You're like my own personal drug, Addicive and intoxicating, You cast a spell on me, And I can never break free.   It's dangerous, And I know I should run,
I wish i could show you, What this really means, I wish I could tell you, How I really feel, I wish you would listen, But my voice is too small to hear.   I want to raise my voice,
They say beauty is painAnd she's beautifully brokenShe's left hallow and emptyBut her thoughts go unspoken
It's like suffocating, Or drowning, Or choking, Having to bite your tongue and not get a say.   It's like hell,  Looking at your scarred wrists and knowing why they are there.
Singing is what makes the problems go away, Nothing can make me feel better then hearing the melody in my brain, and as each word is spoken I feel it in my body,
The walls were closing in on me. Frustrated and furious significantly. A grey cloud of despair, can't you see it in the air? Where are you right now? You said you would always be there.
But no, I won't listen to the way Your heart breaks ever so softly. The way it hits the ground like fresh snow, Shattering everyday. The way it ticked off-key Was enough to incite anger 
looking threw each eye the three folds of feelings can dictate your day.  Pain, love, hope . You may feel that your looking threw your pain.
Alone I was when I sat underneath the trees Somewhere far in an abandoned park   A slight wind came as a cold breeze   
As I enter this day,  what most do I crave? Unlimited, love-genuine intimacy with someone who never leaves   Embraced daily close to a heart that's 
Standing back To see it all Every vivid curve Paint portraying Each lesson learned Each moment of pain Each difficult day   To see it all Connect and flow
Outpourings of my soul Pathways to my mind Overflows of my heart Portraits of the “real me” inside   Desire and dream dancing oh so freely Fear and pain relenting as they lose secrecy
Walking thourgh life unfazed Watching as everyday stays the same When will the walls deflate Will oblivion always be drained   Love, to leave the soul in destitution A body filled with nothingness
This pen drips grief Red as the pain Pumping through my heart As it begs for release.   Time stops, Reversing my pain Into an emptiness, Comforting apathy.  
I used to tell myself I hated you. I would whisper it under my beath when you walked by and scream it until my lungs ached in the rain. I would write it on my skin and on paper until your name stained everything precious to me.
an open book of poetry lies half-read, half-abandoned because as a moth is drawn to a light, the amateur poet is drawn to thoughts of imminent failure   the knowledge of talent unfound, unpolished
And his mama asks "what's wrong?" And he mumbles "nothing" And he runs to his room, And he bangs the door shut. And he sits on the floor by his bed, And he sticks his headphones in his ears,
written 08/07/16   The secrets we keep Just words between us, We carefully speak Perfectly hushed. But now I have questions And we are never alone, So I speak nothing
A windowsill   Teetering on tea boiling in a pot And musicians hissing about politics Legal highs and all time lows Screaming foxes and gunshots  
I used to talk to trees. Often I sought their branches to hold me when I felt my body to small to contain what I held. They would talk me back into it- taught me how to grow inside a husk 
Maybe if I carved a smile into my skin only then will you be able to show the love you never had funny how pain can...sometimes bring the joy out of
Salt is an accessory, not to be consumed aloneBut, salt is bitterShrewd white crystals that should be used in moderationBut I ate too muchClumps grasp at the walls of my throat
Now the only question I had to ask myself was , what was IT? What was I looking for?.
Have you a heart so heavy you feel as though it will fall out of your chest? Escape the prison that is your rib cage and tear through your organs until there is nothing left. I do.I have a heart heavy with grief.I'm grieving. What for?For him.For
Liar is what I've become, To spare the feelings of everyone. I won't say a word, And you won't notice. I'll keep quiet and smile, And all my lies are worthwhile. I'm sick of turning to you for help,
The air is thick, stifling My heart sinking Stagnating, then exploding Filling my mind with a million senseless thoughts Somewhere amidst the chaos
I went to look at myself in the mirror And I saw no reflection  Because my fist met the glass earlier that day...
Just when I looked into your kaleidoscope eyes I knew that you had turned with the world to.
Your poisonous smile kills you slowly because of the world in which you see through tainted eyes So if you want to scream... do it... and tell the world to keep their testimonies and false prophecies to themselves
In that moment, I knew you understood me. In that moment, I knew you knew my pain. In that moment, I knew you saw how much I loved you... Because that's how much you were loving someone else.
You’re not a poet And for that I’m glad But still your words drip like honey Your lie sings like a promise And like a musician
Dear Self, When you were 6 You yelled and yelled and your heart felt sad and confused because that boy embarresed you at school   So Self, when you were 10 you hit a wall
Its just another day, My meals were a blur, I powered through day struggles, Knowing nothing different will occur, I find myself wondering if I could change my life, Make it a bit happier,
I don't want my heart to rain  Even though it sinks in my brain I thought nothing was wrong in my vein, Until I started feeling the pain. I wished to be in the right lane But I found myself in the wrong main
Let my pain soak the sheets of the bed that holds me Let it permeate the walls confining me Let it seep out of my pores and into oblivion
It’s so hazy in my head. I don’t even care about my daily bread. With you in my arm I am ahead. As long as I get my hit, I don’t care if for a year I don’t eat.   It erases my problems in a second.
But I’m broken. And now anger overflows within me. And I still feel lost. Not because I still love you, this isn't even about you anymore.
plesant as a peach baby from the beach not a lot on her mind, just pockets full of lost dimes  little red rocket crusing down the street the sun and its heat, keep making her scabs sting sweaty and petty 
You promised me Wonderful, glorious things.   You promised me A white house,  With not-blue shutters,  A pond out front,  And horses in the back   You promised me 
The more dirt you throw on top of a forgotten beauty, The more difficult it becomes to find. Because then it gradually changes, Disguised by the rotting filth that scuffs out it's light,
Her eyes remain glued to her scruffy shoes, As she roams aimlessly around the streets of uptown Nairobi. She wants to keep her eyes veered away from the world, So nobody can see just how wet they are.
Black bodies.  Black boys. Dying every other day. Mama's tears.  Heavy heart. No amazing grace, how sweet the sound. Oh black boy, covered in blood. When will you return
I have been in lust, jealousy pain anger depression confusion,  but never have I been in love. 
.No Assurance. Scatterbrained, I think of the shame, Continually tied to my name, I take the burden of the blame. I was leery once, and you took my trust,
.No Assurance. Scatterbrained,   I think of the shame, Continually tied to my name, I take the burden of the blame. I was leery once,
i've given up on skipped breakfasts and hurrying out the door before giving my mother a kiss this is a short life i've seen 19 summers and sometimes it feels like too many
He made everything better I don’t know how he did it and I don’t think he did either He could help me through anything
The smell of blood invades my nose every morning around dawn and we were not woken up quietly. My eyes opened wide to the sounds of screams penetrating my eardrums.
Forced, terrrified, pain, lonely, hurting. Forced to deal with the truth of a sheltered life. Terrifed of what came next. Pain for what what was, what could have been, for him, for his future wife.
She screams in silence, But no one can tell. And her experience with hell, Has her contemplating self violence She sobs to herself. Her superman, her father, Dies, her life forever altered.
Scoop out my insides and take from me what shouldn't be mine. Blinding pain, pounding guilt, drowning in sadness. It doesn't end. Forever doomed to question, wonder, dream, who, what would you be?
i couldn't breathe beneath the humid air, too much oxygen for fragile, failing lungs; my father's rage, walls singed from the flames,
A subtle drop falls Falling from his face Be it tears, or blood, it falls
Pain.  Controlling. Mind numbing.  The world beckons.  It calls.  Envelops you in its ice-cold arms.  A ray of hope glimmers and peaks through the cracks.  Hope.  Years of pain, slowly melting. 
"The brighter the shadow the darker the light I try to cover it up with the viceIs that giving up the fight Bait from the or maybe gift from christ Either way I won't take a bite
I made this bed Here for two I wait an hour I can't move   I want him here He said he'd try I know he is I can't cry   Its not fair He's so great
Happy girls can't write poetry. A poem full of smiles isn't as good as a poem full of tears because no one cares about you being in love or how you woke up smiling. Good poems are made from downfalls.
A snagged branch I was when you brush your shoulder against me. Chills and goosebumps, you rewind to when I caught you by the edge of your torn up plain white tee. I wrestle with the wind, for the breeze seems not to hit me.
If we live everyday with the blinds closed, we will never notice if the sun has set or if the moon has risen, rather life takes a standstill.  
One step to the left and,      Already dead I pull-poked the wonderings out of my head. They slimed and they slithered Into the pool To recreate moments of frivolous drool That deemed little merit
To dam water that flows to a withering rose is a sin.   To release a flood to a drenched shrub is a sin.   For both will die whether wet or dry.   Though the mystery
I hear the screams I hear the cries But when I try to stop them The voices reply, "Darling dear….” “You've been talking back!"
I’ve spent countless hours of my life thinking and brooding, Considering the complexities of my past relations. And it is during these times, with my emotions moving, Which cause more oft than not unsightly ruminations.
There is nothing worse than betrayal, because it signals the end of a friendship. You claim I betrayed you, but I did no such thing. After all, I'm not the backstabber. I'm not the trash talker. I'm not the cheater.
Boats. My thoughts float as easily as they do through the water,  Leaving me to wonder what it would've been like had you stayed. Would we have played, long hours at the lake?
Pain comes in diffirent shapes and forms  Pain can be physical or mental  And it's so hard to find words  When hearts have been destroyed  to ashes  I cry with victims that have fell
I love you, I really do But you know we can not be. We are too afraid to face reality. We have been to close for far too long, And found our spot of comfort. We will never move beyond that,
Somebody yells Glass hurls into a wall Hands draw up; a half-hearted attempt at a protection that shouldn't be needed.
there is a face behind my face-- there is a frown  behind my smile--   there is a life beyond this hell-- there is a place that does not wait--   the ribs that stick
Beautiful lies But once it turns Into truth It's ugly And painful I trusted you With my bare heart And even though I gave support And encouragement When I prayed 
She's drowning It's heavy Weighing her down Realizing Long ago That she can't  Swim Feeling weightless But the bad kind That makes you Feel like a shadow Like air
It was a face. Two eyes. A nose. A mouth. A person with developed organs. Someone's daughter. Broken down into nothingness. A dead carcass.
Heavy once again Sorrow permanently Permeating Penetrating Over and over The insecurities  Stab like darts Tears well up  Out of nowhere Leaking and spilling
It stings deep inside Though it reveals itself As righteous anger Or perhaps A blind fury Is more accurate Your blood roars With the urge To inflict pain Only later
Pouring down In unrelenting sheets Washing all In its path Battle-worn soldiers Pellets of water That are cold to the touch Leaving numb traces And mingling With salty tears
Please go away You've had your chance I don't want you to stay I'm in a hazy trance I know how I am To be honest I can be kind I can be sweet I can be the greatest friend
My heart was a sacred garden. Your stare was the rich soil. Nurturing kisses became the water. Your voice was my everlasting sunshine. My lilacs began blooming into purple rays. Illuminating. Glowing. Weeping. Falling.
The meaning Is so unclear And yet plain A true paradox This simple word It traps me Stabs me Gives me bliss Makes me feel As light as a feather It makes me vulnerable
Glistened with color, Perfectly riped, Hidden deep within the branches, Created and waiting only for my sight, It only took one bite, of the forbidden fruit and I was addicted.  
fearful of my eyes, my mind, my lips spitting out someone else's secrets at any given second i could explode and everything within me the restrictions of tongue.
I used to shine bright, I was warm and comfortable. I was hopeful. I loved myself.   But over time I began to falter. I slowly began to dim, I began to turn to black.
They tell you to trust.
There are times in your life, times you’re overwhelmed by joyous feelings, then there are times in your life, times you’re overwhelmed by deep, dark, hurtful feelings.  
Laying on of hands You pretend it’s poetry But I still can’t breathe
I wish I could have told you how I felt.
The sky is eerily starless tonight And it is like the universe senses that I am not ready to see the stars  Hidden in the darkness I am waiting for the clock to strike twelve And for you to admit that you were wrong
though blind he could see though healed he still bleeds though it is over he still grieves though he is torn he proceeds  though young, he still leads  though memories fill his sleep
I really am trying. So very very hard. But the pain from the past makes life in the present feel so hard. The stressors of today, call back the ghosts of times past. And I really do not know how much longer I can last.
my brain just hearts because its bearing all the pain my heart cant stand any longer it takes care of the heart by feeding it lies while
The sky exposes my melancholy and distress, I won't be the girl next to you in a white dress. Why did you ruin our dreams? Perhaps it was a nighmare in reality and woke you up in screams.  
In 1668 silence sailed from Spain and invaded the shores of Guam The Spanish hushed the Chamorro culture with rifles and the sounds of extinction were deafening
This sword holds no power, unless you have courage, The nearest pinpoint strike; blood shed for its own purpose Once a battle ends, the scene is left in ruins Wishing that it never had to be a part of—
some people strike oil when they dig deep for me it was words each time a drill bit hit me, bored a hole in my soul with unkind words, unwant, I wrote, to have some form of pain that
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,
Broken wings Shattered piece of mind Trapped on Earth Unending time No way back No way home Surrounded by evil No place to roam Good is evil And evil is here
Hurt runs deep Tears are shed Hearts are torn Love is dead Try so hard Always fail Bruised and scarred Blood's red trail Makes it's mark On my heart Like a bullet,
Things are never going to be the same.   Hesitant to speak, I nod in understanding, considering him with my full attention.  His calloused hands have been subjected to heavy strain,
Darkness envelopes within the soul. Consuming first from the edges like a t-shirt stained with blood We look into ourselves for hope
Poetry, building up inside me. It fills me up until my lungs explode, It’s love, that brims at the seams as it sloshes
You are a disease Infesting the corners of my mind Rotting my perception of others Lingering in the darkest places
From being a book once sealed shut, now open and exposed.   With problems I fought to be forgot, on pages that can't be closed.    It will be okay—
I toss words across an expanse filling it with sound and nonsense To push away silence and pain All the gunshot wounds bloody arms
Oh,    Ode to heels and the height they offer.   Ode to my four inch stilts underneath    me.    But, in my four inch stilts,    A struggle to create movement exists;    Even as they raise a giant in their       wake.     My four inches have becom
You are the aching breaths The struggling steps i’ve taken to the healing powers in tomorrow Tears marked with death You no longer have control over my sorrows  
Tears falling by nite Smiles rising by day Wanting to express yourself, but not really knowing the way Glass shattered, pain misunderstood People telling you to change, because change is good
Take your space and make it worth it see my face and know you hurt it. I know you never want to see me cry, but I just can't ever tell you goodbye. I came to love you as if it were necessity, and you bring out what is best in me.
Another smile, another tear, Another kiss, a lot more fear, Another hit, nothing is clear, Another memory that will last for years. Another heart that has been broken, Another wound that has been opened,
Never could I turn to one who knows me as you do I thought that I could never be myself until I met you. Endless, restless nights spent awake just holding it in, Yet you were right there, as though you were kin.
I try to numb the pain. The pain of everything and of nothing. The pain that I cannot put into words And the pain I try so hard to control The pain that somehow always seems to find its way out
My life is quite strange, I honestly don’t know why, I’m sad nowadays,   It’s not like I’m hit, They don’t starve me or hurt me, It’s me who hurts me,   I don’t see my worth,
Death is the Greatest Truth   Do tell me why you left? Each night I stare up at the ceiling and I’m tempted to scream your name, After all, you did this to me, didn’t you?
I wish there was some beautiful poetic way of explaining how i feel. I wish i could paint my words into a picture. But i cannot. Because i do not know how to make the feeling of absolute worthlessness,
This is what it feels like to be hurt. To have the breath knocked out of you, Whith a word or two you killed me And as I sit here typing I realize You broke me. I realize you took from me.
  Febuary 2, 2015 Math. It sucks but so does my life. Nothing to do, no one to know until...he was at the corner of my eye as I turned, one that I never noticed in the room.
Ever since I was a child the world looked so bright It seemed like all the darkness was pushed away by light But my young mind couldn't comprehend all the truth After all I was in the starting of my youth
Pain Some people hate it Avoid it heavily Others enjoy it Seek it out I myself am the latter Physical pain I can control
This is ridiculous   Borderline creepy insidious Try to blind me   Darkness surrounds me  Scream in my ears  Testing my fears  Nice try I'm fearless  My anxieties come when I hear less 
Sending a puppy off to be someone's eyes. Fighting depression and anxiety. Making my way through a world with few allies. Feeling like an outsider to society.   A way to express the feelings inside,
You had thought your words were fun  You had thought it was a game  But you didn't see the wave of disaster your words became  When the words once said were manifested into a knife  And the knife it cut  It cut deep  Deep into the skin  And the sk
Friendship is not enough; even those I consider closest are blind to my depths. On their own, my walls don’t break down to reveal the coarse gravel of my wounds. My features are not eroding naturally:
i guess this is what happens when people get too close they see i am too much i am nothing but suffering i consume the love i try to give gets engulfed back into me with the brutal force of rejection
Shy, cry, bye and why Look me in my eyes, and you still lie Tears swelling, questioning how I will get by Water weight dropping, I've ran myself dry I'm a wreck, be honest, how do I look?
Her tears fell down her face As she let her crown fall He picked her up slowly Knowing she no longer trusted him He kept repeating sorry But all she felt was the vibration of his lies
The Father awakened from a hibernation. The Father cooked grits and eggs. The Father cooked grits and eggs. The Father awakened from a jubilation. The Father awakened to a situation.
I am someone But in the face of you I'm nothing With your something I can't breathe You're my peace of madness Won't let me go cause you want total damage
Into the darkness Is where I go. I am driven by the War in my head. Lights are off and The window is shut.  
Its been a long time coming,An that has gotta be known.That man's a Red Tornado;My broken heart he has thrown.
“I fought in Vietnam. Watched my men lay down their guns.   Watched the life of my old buddy, Red, drain from his eyes. I heard the cries of a widowed wife,  as I told her, her husband died.  
    Swirls of red angrily coated the walls. Nightmares whispered in the wind. She saw him in the flashes of lightening.   We sat together in a bus-stop. Alone, just her and I.
Oh, how I miss you, You and your horrible ways, Oh, how good you feel.
the monster in my dreams who is it who tortures me? with no answer to my plea  a silent scream I will release  because of what I see, in these grusome scenes I am wishing they would cease 
She peaks like swell in the ocean and crashes into the sand dunes. She soars with the pelicans and falls with rain. She is the orange sunset glimmering across the river, only to disappear over the west when looked upon.
And now your heart is hurting And I feel it too As mine has always Been hurting for you
You're the only pain that I refuse to give up and I don't think you understand just what you do to me but maybe one day when we're all grown up you'll look back and really see.
How do I fill this void I have tried distractions and diversions But I am still a very sad person. I try not to lose my writing passion
I must say that love is a disease it can bring us to our highest so fast but destroy us all with ease And after that, not even a second do we last
You'll never understand What you did People like to plant gardens in my heart They'll scatter seeds across my soul like Rice after a wedding Flowers will blossom and 
I am strong- I mutter this chant incessantly through my head and I wonder now if I will ever be able to bear the burden of my own brokenness.
I grew up, expected to be an adult I went through rocks and stabs I know we all fought People watched as if I was a cast   No one gave me a hand we all grew up we all went through the wet sand growing with all of my lumps and dumps   No one can se
All I feel is exhaust. I am quiet at all cost. Through the morning dew and the evening frost I stay still and watch life pass me by. 
Cross my heart, And hope to die That one day, you will see That I can really fly That one day, you'll notice That I'm finally enough And that one day, you will realize That your 'love' was too much
You creep into my mind And it's like I can't be sane without you. You kept me high all the time. Your touch was so intoxicating. All I want is to have you in my arms again And hear your voice next to my ear.
I hate this disease. I always feel so flustered and tired. I hate how it controls me so easily, so effortlessly. The toxins take over slowly and then all at once. There isn't a cure yet
Painful yet joyous, Love can cause smiles and tears. It's what we live for.   Can't live without love? Love gifts you to feel alive; while risking heartbreaks.
I saw a black bird today  I noticed its beauty  The grace it held, when it flew away  Don't know where it went but I know it was doing its duty  I saw that same black bird again 
seagullsshriek toone anotherthey are open and honestand truelike human screams in conversationthe coarse sand plugging their throatssea salt wind and ice cream pavement
I hate how the word hopeimpersonates a pleasant state of being How it whispers wishful whimpers  Soft promises to keep my heart beating As if I need to hold on
I brace myself for the coming blow.   Laughter and joy, I embrace. Success and fortune, I chase. Pain and anguish, I erase. But that’s not the case.   But still, I am wounded.
I'm done with all of this. The shit I go through daily. The unexplained silence, As bad as the fucking words I hear. The judge mental glance a sharp dagger, That had stabbed me in the back forever.
It starts on the mouth, And rockets down. Down to the stomach, Where it goes back up. It hurts, But it feels good. My mind eases, Disregarding the bad. My cheeks ache,
I whisper your name But the wind carries it away You're just a memory Blowing free Across the landscape To light where you may Or dare Wherever you land It just won't be fair
Nature’s vast wasteland surrounds her nest, Causing her soul to become anxious for delight, She must try to survive while being oppressed.   Her internal pain is never at rest,
Fluttering wings mark a descent from the skyGossamer weight that bends the stemThe Butterfly drinks the Aster dryAnd without a thought, takes to the heavens again
Uneventful brain canvass leaves much to be desired.Ancient wisdoms, science laws I've struggled to acquireFrom the corner of my eye they sink into the mirethat stagnant swamp that's left behind when big souls lose their fire.
There's a hole in my soul and a hole in my sole It hurts when I dream and it stings when I walk   There's a mountain staring down at me   A silent letter (doubled, sixth to the end)
sometimes it's not about the tears shed even though they are it's not about how deep your wounds lead even if they lead to your heart it's not about the words left unsaid or what you did in the dark
An Illusion is defined by something that is or is likely to be wrongly perceived  Or interpreted by the senses I was once like that, dillusioned and deceived Thanks to my naivity, I had faced dired consequences  
find me lost in the middle of oblivion  tied to a pole in my thoughts of just givin in    like I'm trying to fight the very waves of the ocean  cause I can't find a vent for all this emotion 
Don't yell at me. It no longer works. The damage is done. I have been broken.   I care no more. This game is wicked. I will not stay. Why must you damage?
if you could only pick one  the blunted blade or the one shot gun  fast paced pain  or slowly dying  if i picked either  i'd be surely lying  for this bitter poison that we've brewed 
sorrow, pain, and mourning every single day it seems to be storming  Nobody cares about me  as far as I can see   the days go by slowly  peopel run aroudn doing things unholy 
You’re focused on the music I’m focused on my happiness The two could co-exist But for some reason you’re not having it And I keep coming back again
This is my tomb, a never ending void. A creation of an alternate reality
The pale cloak  The gentle rain the empty home So full of pain was once a castle but it didn't last long the foundation was rattled so it no longer stands strong
Like a bill collector  Death keep calling   I owe him something But I'm not sure what    Some days I ignore him Some days I talk   But no matter what He's coming
Two things I can't deal with A broken heart and a new addiction The man I loved abused my trust And at the moment I got zannies in my system I'm just a young female trying to make it  In a world where if we don't got it we're going to take it  The
He wanted her to heal his heart She wanted to give him her heart   He has felt pain and so has she She does not fear it, for it is how she can see See into his soul and deeply understand
     Give me something to die for     Bless me with martyrdom     Proffer to me, the glory of a selfless end       Show me a death worth dying      Convince me there is a life worth living      I beg to you, God--       Let me not feel guilty for
To many times To many places To many heart breaks Yet your still here   Why shake away all this pain Why wipe away all these mistakes Why rewind all this time Because I'm still here
I like green apple jolly ranchers, and I am different I told them I yearned for him to pick me out To see me as separable Identifiable I did not enjoy the glorified blue raspberry Hell no
All I need is my Bible, my faith in Godpursuing through my blood and enveloping loveFrom the man who taught me to hate, and stole my loveMy teacher, my abuser, stole my heart away.
Lonely Love There is a burning  Deep in my soul My heart is yearning Like a bells toll Far across the ocean waters Underneath the skies grasp Hidden behind hurricane shutters Through a shattered heart I rasp Tell me you want me For I cannot be wit
You are my fix, my remedy Your scent fills my lungs and makes my heart beat faster with excitement The thrill of feeling your texture between my fingertips, sometimes rough, sometimes smooth
"Blue" is too beautiful a word to describe being eaten from the inside out wanting to melt away into nothing. Blue is the color of a morning sky
Alone I sit in the dark, Cold, broken, torn apart. Shackled to a wall of fears, Tied down by my own tears. My voice stuck deep in my throat, I reach to grasps the words that choke,
The sun beamed down on her. The warmth calmed her. She hadn't felt this good in years it seemed.         She felt fine,                But Lord knows she isn't.
I wish it all to stop, I am tired of these tears, these aches Pressed into me and stamped on my back. I am searching for sunshine And for these tears to relax. Relax in the sun or in the shade.
The world is falling apart around me People screaming and crying for equality Yet I still sing They try to shush me and my tune Looking at me like I am a loon Yet I still sing
You see the pain, but you don't hear the cries You see the shame, but you dont hear the lies You wince with every blow,
He made flowers grow in her heart and the demons in her head egnite. He caused her a lot of pain but his love was a piece of beauty.
Caught in regrets Pain, depressed A Chaos, a mess The sheer emptiness The hurt and distress It all makes the clicks Enhance the sensation Of deep nothingness   A glimpse of apathy,
His hazel eyes can only see so much But he has no clue, i live in this ditch Where there lies pain and disgust, tears and perhaps one day it will either break me or mend.
Seagulls screaming sound like humans and I wonder if they feel like I do on the inside
Has my heart fallen into the pits of dispair or have I still yet to learn the basic functionings of breathing Must I vouch for love for the sake of others as I
I always knew it wasn't love. At least what you felt toward me wasn't   What I felt was love. I was real. Wasn't I?   Maybe I am just a selfish child. I wanted a boyfriend.
Jesus Christ, Who am I? A daughter of your kingdom? A snake in the bushes? A servant to your people? A wicked woman?   Why is this so much easy for other people? Is it really?
I go back all the time, I tell myself the truth and make the right thing simple. So why do I fall in the same hole? When will I see the trap and not walk in?   I am not my mother.
Hatred and distrust run deep when we don't say the right things. Even deeper when we don't mean the right things.   It's hard to say everything you need to when you can see that your loved ones despise you.
We all become that which we hate. Why is it so easy? Why aren't we stronger? Mistakes and wanton disappointment run rampantly in our daily lives. We make our mothers cry and teachers cringe.
It's been 15 nights in a row, rainstorms have passed and left my pillow drenched. My chest is filled with dark smoke and shattered glass, I am left with nothing of my own, not even myself. But it's okay, I know it'll be okay..
“let it go”; let it go doesn’t exist for me, not when i walk the same halls as you, breathe the same air, share the same friends  
The enlightenment heightened my slighted psyche, she judges, it’s like the purveyor of our pain and purgatory is a catholic church, no better yet, an oratory.
Killing me softly;with his heart;Killing me softly;from the start.Nothing can trap me in the dark;Though his wicked words pull me back in; time an time again.For he is the darkness;
Don't forget the crash Don't forget the burn Every word spoken The ones that hurt. Don't forget the incredulous The ones who don't believe. Stay tough and prove to them That YOU are strong
This isn't me I am out here I am not here This body I don't know Whose it is   He came in daylight He came as a friend He came as a game That I didn't know
I hope I always remember  
There are times   Times of happiness and times of joy. Moments that I feel like the sun.    But you can't look at the sun.    The sun It shines so endlessly, affecting everyone it touches
He ripped out her heart  And left her lying on the sidewalk A single tear rolled out her eye and slowly swam down cheek She didn't know why She didn't feel her emotions  being torn apart  
A smile of falsity Wretched is the pain Stains upon the aura The heaviest rain Urges of absconding Just to be alone Dreams of a zone far away from home Beauty is survival Not to give it up
they lay there who they lay there white , red  , and blue LIGHTS FLASH people surround grimaced faces appear in the lights engulfed by the night the saddddddddddddddddddddddnesssss
It consumes all my thoughtsTakes over my bodily functionsIt's overpoweringRuling with society's corruptionsThe darkness devouring
I want a guitar now, don't know how to play the thing;I tried once before but gave up when I broke a string. I want to make some music, make some kind of noise shed,Something that can reflect what's going on in my head. Something that knows what's
I spy with my little eye, something truly evil inside.It lives in the body of every man, lurking, waiting to play out its plan.It wears the color of tar, turning your world black.If you let it get too far, you may never come back.Nothing can help
Let me tell you a story, Fantastic as can be, It's about a perfect man, He who died on a tree. It was not a hanging, that's far from true, It's called a crucifixion, and He died for me and you.
Hush my dear Shed no tear Keep it all inside   Turn your head As I go to bed And utter not a sound   Love has no respect for me Waste not your devout sympathy
I slip, the ghost of the unheard girl no one knows I climb the stairs, ascending my personal heaven I sit, reclining against my personal deity’s throne
Somewhere down the road we took a wrong turnWe became curious of our Cheshire cat smilesand we fell down the rabbit holeWe got lost in each other's world of fantasy and illusions
  I wish there was a lullaby that sang itself to sleep. A melody that I could play and tell of in my dreams.   I wish there was a fairytale
Your bruises are obvious. I wish you would cover them. I know you are only showing me my mistakes, hoping I will right my wrongs. But, my darling, you have forgotten that I am the dark monster under your bed.
I'm alone and can't sleepThere's no one here but meI'm stuck with all these memoriesIf they could only see
Lost and won all my life,Taught me in each stage of life;Met people too of different types, Some came smiling, Shook hands only to deceit;Took all my sweetness,Then threw as bagasse,When extracted sugary love;Left me alone, To suffer for rest of l
baby girl I see you got the finest ass too bad you ain't got no class your lack of education shows desperation you seek for fame instead of self gratification.
Hate Despise, Scorn Shunning, Cursing, Hostility Pain, Evil, Delight, Care Respecting, Cherishing, Flirting
I am Exhausted. Sleepy to my Very core. Worn out. Hollow. Point or pointless? Friends: Pros and cons? Love, comfort, joy. Worry, pain, lies. Escape is easy,
I hated him so terribly, so much so, I was confusedI wanted to bury my fists deep into his chestand slide them out comfortably "The thing is," he said, "I tried"We're both asteroids on a forgotten constellationAnd I held his gaze, held in my anger
Its dark. I don't know where I am anymore; I could be dead, I could be asleep. All I know is that I don't care anymore. I feel peace here and I don't feel pain anymore. My cares are gone and I feel free.
"Try, just try They shout across the void But false hope,like a lie It's my mind with which they toyed But real are the tears in which i cried Am I more than a mindless droid? Not to them
"Have you ever felt                                   Lost                               Tossed  You are chained  They didn't pay the cost                             You did  With your nightmares