SugarA young girl of the age of fourSugar10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sat silently on the kitchen floor
Eating cookies to her hearts content.
Unaware of any ill intent.
She ate until she could no more,
And quickly moved up off the floor,
She put her vice back in its stash
For her room she quickly dashed.
As she walked through the room,
She heard a voice mutter "doom"
Unsure of it she couldn't see,
What in this world could it be?
But the darkness made her blind,
No trace was there for her to find
So warily she kept on walking,
And silently it continued stalking,
Her heart raced as she peered,
Pace quickened as she steered.
Not stopping for any hesitation,
Kept heading for her destination.
In her room, door slammed shut,
Her imagination cought in a rut,
Of horrors recently conceived,
Monsters so vivid she believed,
Then as the floor boards creeked.
Overcome she quickly peeked.
Nothing seen, nothing moving,
but the danger was ever looming.
But she kept staring,
Struck down by fear,
Horrible images did appea
immortaland we are synapse flashingimmortal7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
slipping sliding sneaking through
our crumpled-bone fingers and
sandpaper lip kisses
and desolation is scratching up and
down our throats clawing and
tearing away our voices until
we can no longer scream
and so we whimper and watch
as our demons fly from our gaping jaws
pouring forth in a s(c/t)ream of
alienating aching agony that now defines us
and so we are now the darkness pulsing
just out of reach behind our dull eyes
and we are poltergeists and bending bones
disturbing and disturbed we are now your nightmares
and so we live on
The TruthYou want to know the truth?The Truth4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I envy you a lot
The bonds that you all share
Are what I've always sought
I don't think that I can
Ever have such things
Because of who I am
With my insecurities
I crave the touch of a friend
But I'm too scared to ask
I don't want to seem needy
So I'll just wear a mask
I'll keep it all inside
The loneliness and pain
Otherwise I'll burden you
Which will make me so ashamed
Although I don't deserve you
I don't want to be alone
To keep you from leaving me
I'll give up everything I own
Why Can't I Be Normal?Sometimes I wonder,Why Can't I Be Normal?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why I am the way I am;
Why can't I be normal?
Why must I worry,
About every little thing
That may affect the way
People respond to me?
Why must I overanalyze
The way people react
To things I say or do?
Why can't I just accept
That the reactions of others
Have nothing to do with me?
Why can't I be happy
With the way I live my life
And just not care about
What other people think?
Why can't I just accept myself
And stand up straight and tall
With a smile on my face,
And no fear at all?
I really wish I could
Be confident and strong
But I don't know how
And even if I did
I probably wouldn't
Be able to do it.
Social AnxietyI'm phobic of people,Social Anxiety3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The world's scary to me;
I never know what's going on,
So just please leave me be.
I can't meet your eyes,
I'm far too meek.
It's only a whisper
When I try to speak.
I don't want to seem rude,
I'm really polite,
But I'm too afraid
And my throat's now too tight.
I wish I could do better
And socialize with you.
But how to do it?
I don't have a clue.
Imagine: Social PhobiaImagine being afraidImagine: Social Phobia7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Imagine being afraid every time you have to talk to people
Imagine being afraid every time you have to call someone
Imagine being afraid every time you have to answer the door
Imagine being afraid every time you have to meet new people
Imagine having to isolate yourself just to feel safe
Imagine getting sick of the thought of going to the cinema
Imagine the loneliness
Imagine getting afraid every time a stranger asks you about something
Imagine the urge to change
Imagine the fear
Imagine thinking about what others think of you
Imagine wanting to run
Imagine almost throwing up of the thought of a new school
Imagine the others misunderstandings
Imagine their angry and disappointed faces
Imagine having to say no, even if you know that is the wrong answer
Imagine having the choice between pain and fear
Imagine the darkness
Imagine having to put yourself through fear
Imagine the questions
Imagine the weird glances
Imagine leaving your 'friends' behind
Imagine the fear o
Social AnxietyThe sudden urgeSocial Anxiety4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hurl your phone at the floor
The moment it rings
Just to avoid any type of confrontation
That aching inside your stomach
When you know the clear answer to the question
And something inside is screaming to raise your hand
But it's gone limp at your side
The moment someone asks a common question
But it strikes a nerve
And you feel a flush crawl up your face
They weren't supposed to know about that.
When something unrelated sneaks up in your mind
And fighting back the tears seems so impossible
While a war rages on in your head
Just bite your tongue and show nothing
Nothing brings more dread than that horrible word
When your words fumble out of your mouth
And desperately try to find the right order
Your palms will sweat
And you'll pick at your nails
Just keep your head low
And hope no one will notice you
Sometimes silence will be worst
And so you'll stutter and ramble about nothing at all
Until you bite down as hard as you can
In hopes of keeping your nervou
Beatle Song MashupA day in the life of The Continuing Story of Bungalow BillBeatle Song Mashup5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Maggie Mae, paperback writer.
Dear Prudence, dig it.
yesterday the piggies were flying the blue jay way over penny lane. The fool on the hill went on a magical mystery tour across the universe, to dig a pony for you blue.
There's a revolution 1 and 9 coming up. Yer blues is a taste of honey.
The Sun King invited us to his Octopus's garden. We took the yellow submarine to the inner light, with only a northern song at our side
"Martha my dear, Why don't we do it in the road?"
"I will, Julia."
"I call your name, but there's no reply...I should have known better."
"KOMM, GIB MIR DEINE HAND - SIE LIEBT DICH!!!"
"Whoah! Slow down, bad boy!"
"Her majesty is coming! She came in through the bathroom window."
"Can't you see I'm fixing a hole? It's getting better."
"The taxman's here too!"
"oh no, run for your life!"
"here, there and everywhere!"
*Writer's comment - lolwut??
"She's leaving home, eh?"
I WonderI wonder if you care for meI Wonder6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As much as you say you do
I wonder if you think of me
As much as I do you
I wonder what you really think
And how you truly feel
I wonder about our friendship
Is it a lie or is it real?
I wonder if you'd miss me
If I were to disappear
I wonder what your reaction'd be
If you'd shed a single tear
I wonder if it pains you
To see me in despair
I wonder if you meant it
When you said you'd always be there
I wonder if you love me
As much as I love you
I wonder if you'd stay
If everything about me, you knew
I wonder if you're tired
Of my insecurity
I wonder if I mean to you
As much as you mean to me.
A pencilA pencil3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A pencil is a small thing
Irrelevant to most
But it can create anything
It can create images of a beautiful coast
It creates images that can change your life
It creates images that will withstand time
It creates words that make you feel alive
It creates words that can describe a crime
It tells a story of the past
While looking forward to the future
A pencil shows you a world which is quite vast
It can create images that are quite obscure
A pencil can defeat a sword
But it can also create a sword
So if you're ever down
And you are sitting in your room with a frown
Pick up a pencil
And let it guide you to a world
Beyond your wildest dreams
TiredTrying to get myself up.Tired2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounded by dirty cups.
Really need some motivation.
Tired of this bored sensation.
Want to get up and clean.
Or go out and be seen.
Want to go out for a walk.
Or call a friend and talk.
Turn up the music and sing.
Just want to do something.
Hope that I don't get fired.
So tired of just being tired.
Social AnxietyI quiver violentlySocial Anxiety4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too many people
Take it easy
Control the impulse
I'm sure they notice
They stare into
That lies within
Beneath my skin
It runs through
My scarlet veins
Cell by cell
Vein by vein
Killing my sanity
As I walk through
Step by step
Demons in disguise
Ready to pounce
Grab hold of my soul
Until I collapse
Drop to my knees
I need pills
Some way to
Cope with this
Being BraveSo you think you know meBeing Brave5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You think you've got me all figured out
But you don't know what it's like
To have all this insecurity and doubt.
So you want to know what's wrong
When tears are streaming down my face
You say you want to help me
But some scars you can't erase.
You plead for me to explain
As you squeeze my trembling hand
But I don't know what to say
That will make you understand.
These fears that haunt me daily
May seem small and dumb to you
But they control my mind
And there's nothing I can do.
You tell me to get over it
To step outside my cave
But you see, I cannot comprehend
This concept of being brave.
I dont see a PointNot sure how i feelI dont see a Point3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but this pain never truly ends
my sleep turns to nightmares
the dreams will never come by
the way i feel in this life
there was never a point on me living
cause why live this life
with all these issues in your life...
there is no place like other
this is the darkness that lives in me
Nobody will truly understand
cause afterall i am a ghost to this world
The tears that crash around me
the blood that pours down the veins
all I truly want in life
was to know a purpose of living...
I don't see that my life was worth it
it is burden deep inside me
I don't know why I'm still here
cause to me this was a mistake to begin with....
Social AnxietyIt’s hard to explain, but I’ll give it a trySocial Anxiety2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s being afraid of people
Please don’t ask, I don’t know why
I am the quiet one,
The lonely shy girl who sits by herself
A girl without many friends
Cause I can’t seem to speak to anyone else
My throat gets tight
And my heart starts to pound
I try to talk
But I can’t make a sound
I hate this horrible self conscious fear
That’s always around
I always feel lonely
When I sit by myself
Tucked away from the world
Like a book on a shelf
There’s nothing I hate more
Than when people ask me “why are you so quiet”
Because they don’t see
This hurting pain inside me
I have this fear that never goes away
Muting my voice each and every day
It’s constantly controlling me
Locking me inside like a prison warder
It’s my Social Anxiety Disorder
Binge EaterBinge Eater8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Theres too much inside her
Shes weak and shes tried
Of feeling like this
Too much to be alive
But just not enough to die
Every day shes finishing her dinner
Nothings every enough
With a mask made of poison
Shes falling apart
Theres too much inside her
Shes weak and shes tried
Of feeling like this
She knows bones are beautiful
But now she cuts to find them
Shes not small
You cant breathe her
Shes stopped all the lies
The games have gone away
Theres too much inside her
Shes weak and shes tried
Of feeling like this
But hungers gone
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
Depressing AnxietyI live in the future,Depressing Anxiety3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and the future is bleak;
I fear coming hardships,
knowing I'm weak.
It's too hard even
to live day by day
When every hour alone
brings a price I must pay.
still feel fresh,
While Tomorrow already
cuts into my flesh.
I don't have time
to think of Today;
I must prepare for Tomorrow,
I cannot delay!
My thoughts rush by,
my mind never rests,
new trials and tests.
Showing YourselfShowing yourself doesn't make you weak.Showing Yourself2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll give you exactly what you seek.
This vulnerability is a part of you.
There isn't anything you can do.
I'm only here to give you help.
Don't have to do it by yourself.
It doesn't matter what you say.
I promise that I'm here to stay.
When you find it's hard to breathe,
Let me be there to relieve.
Want you to know I don't think less.
Only you think that you're a mess.
Please, I just want to be here.
I really do love you, dear.
Not good EnoughI've tried my whole lifeNot good Enough3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I am not good enough
Nothing but a failure
Nothing but a mistake in this life
No matter what happens
No matter what I do
Nothing is ever good enough
and all i feel is tears in my eyes
Why bother trying?
when you know your not good enough
No matter what anybody says
It will never be the same in my eyes
The tears that fall
the cuts that don't heal
all the pain I feel inside
I never wanted to live
There is no point
there is no other feeling
but this pain deep within me
a pain that nobody knows...
I will never be good enough
I will never be the best
Cause I'm worthless to this world
and that is what I think of Myself
The Depressed IntellectualMost people will never think,The Depressed Intellectual3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rue them this,
Even as I envy it.
Pain is a Feeling.
Feeling is Pain.
What's it like
Not to feel Pain?
But I think,
Therefore I feel.
My thoughts race,
And so does my heart.
It has no end,
It has no start.
This is all a Disease
Of the Intelligent.
The CageIn a darkened room, surrounded by iron bars, I feel trapped, but don't know why. I can't seem to see anyone else, and I know that I'm all alone. My heart begins to sink from some sort of foreboding feeling, and suddenly I hear a sharp, metallic screech. The ground beneath me begins to shake, and as I look at the iron bars around me, they start to close in ever so slightly and suddenly STOP. My eyes gape open as I realise I need to get out, but I don't know how. There's no door, no lock, no key, no way out. I grab one bar with both of my hands and then prop one leg against an opposite bar and push! Despite my greatest efforts, the bars remain unmoved.The Cage3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sweating now, my heart begins to flutter as I start to realise my impending doom. A clock somewhere lost in the darkness goes tick-tock-tick-tock and I can't help but start to count the seconds in my mind, "1, 2, 3, 4... 117, 118, 119, 120." Suddenly, the bars start to move again! I try to push and resist all I can, but they oppose