Over runs my body
Shuts everything down
All i think about is you
I discover the truth
So much emotion
A little too much to be able to deal with
Getting to know you was a big thing
Gaining the crush was another
You changed my whole way of thinking
You seemed like 'the one'
You were kind
So nice to me
You had this charm i couldn't understand
But then i had this feeling
Something wasn't right
That moment i found out
You had a girlfriend
Seemed to stop everything
My world just fell around me
All i could do was stare into the distance
As tears began to flood my eyes
I recall what i told myself
wait untill ill i was alone to dwell on my feelings
It got to that point later on
I sat down
And there we have it
Everything opened up
Like a dam
The tears flooded down my face
It was never ending
I felt so much for you
And you didn't with me
Story of my life
I later realised
He had his girlfriend all along
He never told me
ConfusionI slowly open my eyesConfusion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Unaware of last nights low
Then it hits me
Like a thousand knives
I lie in bed and begin to remember everything
Or was it a dream?
I check messages i sent last night
Nope,its the real deal
I get like this when someone i like
Knows i like them
Its an uncontrollable feeling
A defence mechanism
To stop me feeling pain from the rejection
Despite all the rejection I've experienced
I lie in bed and stare at the white ceiling
With music in my ears
My cheeks flush
I'm so ashamed
Do i apologise to him
Do i leave it?
I don't want him to think I'm weird
Or anything negative
I've heard too much negativity
Over the past 10 years
Why cant things be positive for once?
Unaware of things
He probably doesn't care
But stupid old me
Has to make things awkward
Ill risk what's left and tell him I'm sorry one last time..
MockedI'm the girl who is always mocked for how i lookMocked3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For how i dress
What music i listen to
I sit in bed and cry
Not because of what they say hurts
Because it does
But because I'm not appreciated
Wondering down a path
I try my best
But nothing works
I don't eat because I'm "too fat"
I listen to my music loud to block all the words
Those words that will stick in my head
Make me cut again
I don't want that
I just want to be freed
I feel so trapped
I cant explain it
I begin to have feelings for someone
They aren't ever mutual
I sit and realise
Once again my hopes are dashed
Its a vicious cycle
I've never been told how to love
I've never experienced it
I feel empty
Yet tears slowly roll down my flushed cheeks
Has taken hold of me
Tick tickHe could hardly breatheTick tick3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But his heart was still beating
A broken rhythm
A Phsycotic tempo
He didn't know the time
But he still heard the seconds go by
Swirling around him
Something was saying
His time was over
He didn't have wings
But he was flying away
I couldn't catch him
The wind carried him away
Were cold and bloody
And he bled
Dripping in tempo with the clock
It struck twelve
Like knifes and swords
And he bled
ComplimentsThese compliments i receiveCompliments3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mess me up inside
They confuse what i believe
The negativity cant hide
No i'm not
Have you seen me?
I'm fed up of getting these things said to me
I'm used to the negativity
Its almost like i miss it
its so messed up
I don't understand
I make progress
Then fall 10 steps back
Its a vicious cycle
Over and over again
Its beginning to bore me
I get my hopes up
All the time
In the end
Its always the same
Depression changes people
Many for the worse
I've become someone different
Its hard to overcome
I push the ones i love away
It all ends up in pain
I just want to be me again
The one who didn't acknowledge the depression
Because now i feel its overrun me..
Please, don't give up.You’re not alone, even if you feel such sorrowPlease, don't give up.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please try to calm your mind and forget about tomorrow
I know that life can hurt, but from my happiness you can borrow
Please don't cry anymore, I will help you with the troublesome morrow
Even if the bad seem to be everywhere you go
Just keep in mind that you have to stay away from what’s below
And I know that you’ll learn from these bad experiences
So then you can help those who are inexperienced
Please don’t be sad, everyone has a reason for his or her existence
You can’t ever give up, push through and have resistance
The worst thing you could do is to lose all of your hope
Just promise me that you will try to never mope
DrowningHow wonderful it feelsDrowning2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To fall back
Into the hands
Of the water below.
Unlike everyone else
Water envelops you,
Makes you feel light,
The only direction
You’ve ever known.
Your hair moves around you like
Seaweed on the ocean floor.
Bubbles that once
Had a home inside your lungs
Escape freely into the water.
And climb up higher
To the safety of the surface.
“This is what is left
Of my existence.
Little bubbles floating up,
Higher and higher,
While I sink,
Lower and lower”
And as you feel
The last bubble,
The last of your air,
Flow out of your lips
You couldn’t help but smile.
Even as your lungs
Screamed in pain
You ignored it
Like you’ve done for years.
Even with the water
You still managed
But not in sadness,
For now you were leaving.
Leaving the pain.
Leaving the sadness.
Leaving the hurt.
Leaving the cruel words
That others w
All They See Is ScarsI want to tell a story,All They See Is Scars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but this story isn't a fairy tale
and it wont have a happy ending,
because the real ones, well
they never really do.
In high school
I picked up my pen
and I began to write
It existed and it was pure
and it was lovely.
But my rapist rewrote me.
breathing on my neck
and tracing my back with his fingers.
He rewrote me as broken.
He wrote me as a statistic,
as another white girl who got told
that she cried rape for attention.
But that didn't matter because see,
I wanted to tell a story.
A story about family,
about picking each other up
about blood being thicker than water
about how not everyone's home
had to be broken.
But my father rewrote me.
When i picked up my pen
he spoke words to me
that I swear bruised my whole body
and I learned that nothing
was thicker than his alcohol
and my home was already shattered.
But I wanted to tell a story.
so I picked up my pen
to write about god.
A God that could save anybody
And God loved everybody,
which was the onl
I'm a PoetI'm a poet.I'm a Poet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And because I'm a poet,
I have the pride of a poet,
and the background of an artist.
Yes as a poet.
I am overlooked in the group
for the work that is drawn,
and the art that is colored by the painters
I am a writer
and though my words hold power
they are seen as nothing more than words
and never get brought to their original intent
I am a writer
whose every move is watched
whose art is critiqued harsher than others
who's still unknown as an artist
I am an author,
who wears my heart on my sleeve
who leaves everything bare to judgment
who never asks for more than is due
I am an artist,
but I don't always get treated as such
I Need You To KnowStop.I Need You To Know3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need you to stop what you're doing
And listen to me for a second.
I need you to understand my words
Even though they fall carelessly from my lips.
It will only take a few minutes, I promise.
I need you to know that I love you,
And that I always have.
I cared for you more than myself.
Nothing else matter as long as
You were there to comfort me,
And I thank you for that.
I think you should know that when I
Woke up this morning my first thoughts
Were of you, as they are every morning.
I wanted to know how you felt,
If you were okay,
If you were thinking of me…
Now for the hard part:
I need you to know that I don't want this.
Because it completely blindsided me.
I was suddenly picked up out of this universe
And thrown into another.
And now I am constantly needing a reminder of how to breathe.
I did not ask for this.
I could have picked someone better;
Someone who would wrap their arms
Around my waist and mean it when
They say that everything is okay,
But I didn't. I didn't choose.
insanityI’m hollow, I’m brokeninsanity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m bleeding, I’m dead.
My mind keeps on spinning
Something’s wrong with my head
Insanity maybe? Or maybe it’s more
I’m hurting, I’m dying
My heart’s become sore
I’m laughing, I’m pleading
I’m asking for help
I’m screaming, I’m yelling
I’m starting to yelp
Can you hear me? Am I here?
Am I still alive?
Am I scared? Am I in fear?
Will I somehow survive?
Is there something inside me?
Ripping me apart?
Is there something wrong?
Something wrong with my heart?
Is it beating? Is it even there?
Is my mind running off?
Do you even care?
Am I alone? Or can you see?
Can see my misery?
Why am I grinning,
When I am in pain?
Am I still me?
Am I still sane?
Do I know you? Do I not?
Who am I? Cause I forgot
Am I a loser? A nothing? Or even a zero?
Am I your friend? Your lover? Your hero?
Am I shadow? A figment? Or your imagination?
Am I the cause of all your frustration?
Do you hate me? Do
PrideIt is not a disease.Pride3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is not a choice.
It certainly isn't in just black and white,
No, there are many colours in a rainbow.
It is not just you.
It is not just me.
It certainly isn't abnormal,
No, there are many people like us.
It is not only painful.
It is not for attention.
It certainly isn't a game,
No, this is serious.
It's what you make it out to be.
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
I'm Never SorryI'm Never SorryI'm Never Sorry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was in second grade I had a best freind
She was the only person in class who was nice to me
I was shy and she was freindly and we stayed together all the time
When I was in third grade we had to be in different classes
But she still slept at my house and I still played dolls with her when she got her first American Girl
In fourth grade we were still in seperate classes
But we had lunch when we were allowed outside and she shared her potato chips with me, because I didn't like mine
When we were in fifth grade things started to change
We were still in seperate classes but something new happened
I started seeing her less
And the next year I was in a different school
And we didn't see eachother very much
I didn't have any freinds at my new school, and she was completely alone at her's
And I talked to her on the phone sometimes, whenever I wasn't busy, and we tried to keep eachother together
I begged my mom to transfer back to her school
I didn't like my new one
Unfamiliar feelingsWords cannot describeUnfamiliar feelings3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These feelings inside
I think i'm in love
You make me happy
Like no-one ever has before
I decide to tell you
But i've misread the signals
Nothing but friends
The word 'friends'
Echo's in my mind
I've braved it
Disguised my sadness
I step in the house and take down my disguise
I slowly stumble up the stairs and lock my bedroom door
All my tears fall to the floor
I feel so weak
I cant bare to face you
I try forget
It comes back stronger
Not even music can help me escape
This familiar road of pain
Looks like i've got a long way to go
Today i cried at college
The first time my friends saw me like that
You were opposite me
You saw me cry my eyes out
I felt so ashamed
Even more upset
Then i hear even more news
My heart momentarily stopped
Except my tears pour faster than ever
Seems you never liked me like that
I was so stupid
Thinking you would want me
I don't know what to do
What to think
I just want to cry
WeirdThe alarm clock tells you loud and clearWeird3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's time to get your act together, dear
So force yourself to get out of bed
Forget what all those people said
Now's the time to change your routine
Of spending all day with the laptop screen
It's time to dress up like you used to
It's time to be the brand new you
So wipe all those silly tears away
Because we're living for today
The past is long gone, it's time for change
So dress how you want, no matter how strange
And wear whatever makeup you want
You're brave enough to do what the haters can't
As long as it makes you feel good about yourself
Then what is it to do with anyone else?
Show the people that hurt you so
That you will never sink as low
Show them that you're still yourself
That you won't simply be put on the shelf
Bare your teeth and they'll get scared
Do the things they never dared
In time you'll see their jealousy
In time they'll copy you and me
You see, they live with conformity
A dangerous thing, as you can see
Break that pattern
Fuck HatersFuck haters 'cause they're the ones to blameFuck Haters5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When gay kids get depressed and take their lives each day.
These haters bag on gay kids and make them feel like shit,
Haters tell gays to give up on life and quit.
Girls liking girls and guys liking guys,
Continuing to tease, leading to suicide.
Fuck haters, they tell the gay kids to go "away."
We'll all band together and make those haters pay.
** Who are they to say what's right and what's "gay?" **
Your anti-gay votes help slit their throats.
They sit around and mope, slip their necks through the rope.
STR8 & AGAINST H8!
DON'T BE H8IN ON THE HOMOS!
SOME KIDS ARE GAY, THAT'S OK!
SOME DUDES MARRY DUDES, GET OVER IT!
SOME CHICKS MARRY CHICKS, GET OVER IT!
YES TO PROP8! NOH8! FCKH8!
AwayI want to fly away,Away3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
up, in the sky.
down, back to earth.
I want to go.
Away, anywhere, nowhere, somewhere.
Leave, let go, live.
I want to fly away,
somewhere I can stay.
I want to be....I want to be one of those girlsI want to be....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ones with the three inch gap between their thighs and the stick thin legs.
One of those teenagers
Who you see in the street with their arms all sliced up.
One of those children
Who don't have to count everything.
One of those kids
Who have a boyfriend and are never alone.
One of those students
Who has loads of friends.
One of those people
Who can be just 'Fine'.
But I want to be Normal.
I want to be able to eat.
I want to be able to not cut.
I want to be able to just relax.
I want to be able to not be alone.
I want to be able to make friends.
I want to be just fine.
Social Suicide?Oh, someday,Social Suicide?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would love to commit the act,
The act so set on my mind.
I want to commit the act
Of social suicide.
I want to be strung up
By a rainbow dyed rope.
I wish I could shout to the world
What's on my mind.
How I just want to tell
Everyone I know.
But I can't
Because I'm scared.
I know I should be proud of who I am,
But what if others
Aren't proud of what I am?
So I keep to myself,
Until one day
When I am ready to hang by my rainbow rope.
Whats the point on Living?I'm lost in this world aloneWhats the point on Living?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with no hope to go on
with only the tears
crashing all around me
There is nothing that can be done
nothing that is risk anything
I can't help it
but to make sure that I feel this pain
A feeling that I always wanted
a feeling that is like a drug to me
to slit my wrists open
and to watch the blood fall to the ground
There is no hope left to my life
there is no reason for me to be here
I'm stuck in this depression
that I can't seem to control anymore
I just want to feel the pain on my arms
to watch the blood flow from my arms
to feel this pain deep inside
to end my life for good....
There is no hope in this world
Nothing but pain and torture
What is the real point on Living?
when most of the time you feel dead....
Diaries of a boy named HateDiaries of a boy named Hate3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They always say everyone wants love.
So how come they don't think that's not the case for me?
Why do they point their fingers at me?
Why do they walk away?
Look down at me?
Spit at me?
Why do they...
To My Unborn ChildFear that's all I know the fear that someone finds out who I am.To My Unborn Child3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I'm Gay.
My parents, family, and friends are homophobic they would hate me if they found out.
My dad would beat me.
I know because I saw the video before I was born he said to my mother's womb. "To my Unborn Child if you're gay I'll beat you till you die." My mother smiling and nodding as if silently saying that if I was gay she would not care if I died.
I'm 16 years old in 2 years I'll be free to leave this place and go to a place where I'm free to be me.
Where I can love whoever I want and when I find my one true love I'll even adopt a child.
To My Unborn Child
If you're Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender
I'll love you no matter what.
PurposeWhen the day holds no meaning, and life has no purpose.Purpose3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the waves are to high and you can't seem to surface.
When you're lonely and empty inside.
When you feel that you should hide.
Push a little harder and walk another step.
You have purpose, you just haven't noticed yet.
Neurotically Shy 16 Year Old BoysThe moment I told you I know your favorite bandNeurotically Shy 16 Year Old Boys2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You embraced me and I thought we might be friends
I wonder if you felt my accelerating heart
I wondered if you sensed my brain creating art
Of words out of the emotions you cause
We sink into a conversation and I'm more buzzed
By you than the beer and potato water
Not enough to ask for a daughter
But we both write and like the same sounds
So maybe you're different, maybe you'll stay around
You thought among the bass and the shouts
Nobody will see you walking out
Well, nobody but this little insecure dipshit
Catch up, ask what's up and you tell me to leave it
How can I see you like this and ignore?
Your mask is stained from the blood that pours
So talk about your problems and then talk some more
I won't leave you, even if they call me for war
You tell me about your home and your suicide attempt
You started crying and I told you the party can wait
I reached out and held you for a bit of warmth
Cry as much as you can, for what it's worth
Dying to meet youI courted DeathDying to meet you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a burnt out pub
with faulty lights and dirt-cheap drinks;
She had tarred fingers
which danced hypnotically
around her hazy smeared glass.
Word round town was that she had the
Kiss of death
and a tongue as sharp as a scythe,
it was a challenge I couldn’t resist.
I seduced Death
bought her a drink or two
and with rum burning my heart
I stroked her arm,
and licked my lips like a predator
(a lamb in wolf’s clothing)
and when she grinned back,
I realised which of us was really prey.
I danced with Death
in a dark alley,
in an abandoned warehouse,
a trashed motel room;
it was fast and heady and yet -
the night lasted a lifetime,
a constant navy blanket
over the landscape spinning by
outside the broken windows and above
as a vaulted ceiling hanging
over the crumbling brick walls
(it was carnal and primal but
the night could never last a lifetime)
I fell in love with Death
as dawn light spilled across the black canvas,
smearing her in yellow and pink