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When we moved from Missouri to Oklahoma state We did not have a place of our own on that dateAnd so some local church members offered their guest house to us on a loan
NOT NEEDED I came in this world as a reject. No one wanted me and no one needed me. But then one day.... That one day. I found an outcast kind of like me.
Remember me, my love For I will not flee I am the sky above And you are the sea My love for you is burning Like flames I can't control I'm forever yearning On the love you stole
You were born.
Another world inside of me That no one else will ever see Mostly it is comforting But in the dark where no one sees It's actually quite lonely..
You told me I couldn't You called me stupid You made a "what not to do" example out of me And here I still stand Can a stupid kid graduate high school with a certificate in Graphic Design?
The clouds have veins, at the end of the day, when the sun kisses the edges, and the purple spreads along the blue, dancing on the white
I once knew a girl,
Depression is a widow's veil. A black, looming object..light and wispy, blowing with every change of the wind. It's flowery design serves to hide the pain and agony that lies beneath.
You start from who you are; Sweet, innocent, and caring. people ask and you say you're ok but no one knows how you're truly faring.
Don’t mind me I’m really ok I just don’t want to be awake All I ever do is make mistakes Don’t find me I’m running away I just don’t want to be Someone like me
It was him
From a distance much to great, He silently seals his fate. With a rush of the tide, He loses the feelings he tried to hide. His head spins,
Black and Blue Do you ever get a clue? Black and red do you know how much i bled? black and green You were always too keen Black and yellow Afterwords, you were always so mellow.
Words are unspoken, Things are not said, But everything she feels is stuck in her head. The sighs of a hurting, broken heart Her feelings inside tear her apart. Words that whisper,
I Fight, I Fight For The Light. I Fight For Those Sitting Their Room, Crying At Night, Holding That Knife, And Wishing They Died. I Fight For The Ones Who Lost Hope,
Broken bottles lining the window seels where pictures should be where crosses should be liquor soaking in the walls yet not absorbing the blows virbration from the seel decore
Standing there Talking to a student My teacher Is making A new world. She is as White As the moon. But she talks to Us, Black people, Like we were
I cannot say what I wish to say. The words stick in my throat. You don't question me; I don't tell you. Perhaps if you asked, you would know. But because you don't ask, I'll die with these things inside of me. These words I'll never say.
Stuff I Can't Say To My Teacher What many things they are ,
T'Was the Christmas season, Where a little boy glees with reason. He's filled with joy, As he waits for hid favorite toy. The little boy couldn't wait, but it was just too late.
Bite your tongue and if you can't then I
I can't do it! Everytime I try, I Fail! You keep pushing, But you don't understand Everytime I try,
Allow me to clear my throat first Ahem, Fuck you, English Teacher, with the same capital F You gave me on that paper you refused to accept I know my ABCs and my punctuation
How Should I know The workings of society the reasons I act the way I do and the consequences when it's me versus you I want to learn Learn the revelations of the greats
Numbers, books, words, they're all related in a way It all relates through school I must say Some things just don't make sense And yes I have spent most of my life in school Some may call me a fool
frusterated .. miserble .. that is my school life . teachers on the other hand makes my world go upside DoWn. with their i dont think so, and NO you cant ughhh... this is miserable.. teachers these day.
Words of honey can lead to arrogance, And words of vinegar often sting. It is your job to educate and enrich,
Judge and be judge. Welcome to high school, where this rule won’t budge. We all try to be that one-in-a-million; Well good luck, in this world of four fucking BILLION.
You’re feeling insecure Don’t know what for You have everything That others dream for You are beautiful, strong, and pure
Fond memories, led astray No glimpse of hope, such disarray Scornful judgment brings out a beast, so tame Blinded by its fear, naught bravery remain Tearing at the wounds that reject
In the valley of the Shadow of Death, There’s no place to hide, no place to rest. The demons there, haunting your every step. Choking you ‘till you have no breath. The light at the end of the tunnel
When your pain is tangible You can reach out and touch it. It’s everywhere, consuming you. You don’t even realize how lon_____g it’s been eating away at your insides, until they finally cave in and c
Nights of terror seem to pass And days of sorrow fade. In every moment that I laugh I slowly crawl out of the shade. Bits and pieces start to form But some parts are still gone.
Being an aspie can be a source of misery or a source of pride, it’s all in the bearer’s perception. “What’s an aspie?” you might ask. It’s a term for someone who bears the rigorous condition of aspergers.
Hey you… Yeah, you. The girl with all the scars and stories to tell. The boy who sits alone in the corner, The child with a black eye from “falling down the stairs”, I’m here for you, Now and forever.