messed up teensThere's no future for memessed up teens2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as I lay here
my head is in pain why
can't you see?
you say it'll be ok
but what if it's not?
tomorrow may be the end
but who knows for certain?
I'm scared yes but my
bravery died out the
moment happiness left
my childhood shattered like
the tiles on the ground I
can't breath I'm trapped...I'm
going to die in a fucked up house
you all say I'm a teenager now
it's all expected from me
it's not ok...I'm in pain
my head and my heart
is the same but
with a thick layer of ice
to cling onto love I'm deemed as
odd as some lonely kid
forgotten and lost
but I'm not so stop calling me
Day to dayWE don't talkDay to day2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you don't look me in the eye anymore
Words linger on my tongue "are we done?"
You differ from any talk of us apart
What does that mean?
Why can't you tell me how you really feel?
Why is this so difficult?
Close your eyes and tell me
Write it down
I need an answer and you are keeping me waiting for too long....
HopeWorry not, my one, for if you'll hear;Hope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Put the dead ground to thine ear,
Hark! Spring's new sound shall echo through
Thine chest, thine eyes, are born anew.
well done you homophobic bunchYou...expected the world from mewell done you homophobic bunch2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I had nothing to give
I told you I trusted you and
handed over the key
let you into my world
and I saw the glint
you said you would stand by me
yet you watched me sink
I don't want to wear
jewellery or the colour pink
you think of me stupid and
that I cannot think
so to all of you
who hate us freaks
let me tell you
well done you homophobic
I Am MeIm in the darkI Am Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i think not
not a chance
im over weight
who gives a damn... certainly not me
say what you will
but im exactly who i want to be
people cant figure me out... oh well
im the misuderstood artist
im sensiteive but tough when i need to be
you want me to follow my sister
well i want to follow my own path
everything is about me... everythin you see and dont see
is all ME!
AloneAloneAlone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can I survive? Will you help me? Help me..
Why is it so hard. why? Help..am I alone? I'm tired, don't want to fight. Every minute of everyday...Help me..........help.
When does it get easy? why me? Do I deserve this? Am I bad? Is that why?
I hear voices telling me to give up..I want to....I want to stop..help me...I want it to stop..
I hate them..please...make it stop..help me...there hands come out of the walls and grab me...get them off of me..please..help...
Why won't anybody help......?
My pen and ICareful thoughts and many wordsMy pen and I2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my pen and I do weave,
from the shadows, from the depths,
the darkness told to me.
Darkness growing ever closer,
as the time goes by...
I stay awake to keep away
the darkened dreams that rise.
Criticize Me.You judge us all, you and your bitter tongue.Criticize Me.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You call her a slut, you say that he's fat,
You tell me I can't draw, I can't act, I can't sing,
You say to your friends that I'm ugly and make fun of my hair,
You read all the things I write just to make fun,
You tell me I'm unwanted, uncared for, unloved.
You know what?
Tired of being pushed around.
Tired of being made fun of, embarrassed,
Tired of you and your criticism of me.
I don't have a life? Says the guy who spends his time pointing out the flaws of others.
So What do you have to say now? Going to try and make fun of me some more?
Well, you can't hurt me if I don't care.
And TRUST ME: I won't.
Not about you,
Not about your life,
Not about your criticism of me.
CrazyI hate the way you make me feel,Crazy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the way you look at her.
I love the way you hug me,
I love the way you smile.
I love the way you play me,
It keeps me on my toes.
I hate the way you toss me aside,
Stranded on my own.
I love the way your warmth surrounds me,
It makes me feel protected.
I love the way you laugh,
A sound of golden silk.
I hate the way you're so arrogant,
The way you are so self confident.
But I also -
Love the way you make me feel,
It shows that I'm alive.
Hate the way you hug me,
It makes me want you more.
Hate the way you smile,
It draws me in.
Hate the way you play me,
Keeping me caged.
Love the way you toss me aside,
Showing me what the world is like.
Hate the way your warmth surrounds me,
Makes me realize I'm no longer yours.
Hate the way you laugh,
It's always in my head.
Love the way you're arrogant,
Showing you're confident in who you are.
It shows I hate you more than I love you.
But I know, even with everything I hate,
My PrisonHere I lie, forever a prisoner...My Prison2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
not of oppression, not of hate...
but a prisoner of my own dark mind...
forever trapped with no way out.
I bang on the bars...
but nobody comes...
to break me free...
from my own dark mind.
I scream for one...
to come help me...
but here I remain...
a prisoner of my own dark mind.
Why must I be a prisoner?
Why must I be trapped here...
held inside my own taboo...
forever within my own dark mind?
My soul is long broken...
within my dark mind...
it is deteriorating...
slowly breaking down...
So, who will guide me out of my prison?
Who will free me from my own dark mind?
Who out there will be my savior...
to liberate me from my own dark mind...
.::Tears::.I hide myself inside this darkened room..::Tears::.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cry alone, knowing you don't care.
I live full of sadness and doom.
I know that you were never truly there.
These tears I shed, are full of cries.
With these my heart is set on fire.
I'm sick of the dove that dies.
In my heart, i always knew you were a liar.
And with this gun, i can end it all.
I hope to never see you not even in hell.
Inside me I can do nothing but fall.
I see these lies you're trying to sell...
ReflectionsI contemplate of the dissociative phases,Reflections2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
marking a past and hesitant future wandering beyond the black,
painting a crimson canvas and hushed memories,
wandering away from a distant reality;
these limbs are not attached,
nor is the mind to a heartbeat,
gradually seeping within the soil,
and silencing the last plea for redemption.
Today...... is just one step after Yesterday, so there is always time to change the direction of your feet.Today...2 years ago in Scraps More Like This