Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.Well...9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
I Am, Who Are You?I am thirteen years old.I Am, Who Are You?10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am one of Jehovah's Witnesses.
I am proud.
I am strong.
I am unique.
I am a poet.
I am an artist.
I have Bipolar Disorder.
I have hallucinations.
I have delusions.
I am not crazy.
I am not strange.
I am different.
I am me.
Who are you?
One special personEveryone leaves you.One special person7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone gives up.
Everyone stops loving you, and stops believing in you, and stops caring about you.
Everyone will say something to hurt you.
Everyone will eventually agree with you when you say “I feel worthless”.
And everyone will eventually say something about you.
And everyone will hurt you intentionally.
Everyone leaves you.
And everyone gives up.
But one person, one special person
Will never leave you.
Will never give up on you.
Will never stop loving you, and never stop believing in you, and never stop caring about you.
Never say anything to hurt you.
Never let you say “I feel worthless”, because with them, you won’t.
Never say or listen to anything bad about you.
And never hurt you.
Never leave you.
Gun Within The MirrorIt feels as if my reflectionGun Within The Mirror2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Points a gun at its own head,
As my bullet shoots the mirror
And paints the floor with red,
And it feels as if my gun
Just isn't steady in my hand,
Because darling, when I jump off cliffs,
Do you think I always land?
It feels as if the razor blade
Might be my only friend,
And it feels as if the broken glass
Might soon begin to bend,
Because my reflection is distorted, love.
Can't you see that, love, can't you see?
I'm pointing a gun at the mirror,
And the mirror points back at me.
Poor Man's GoldHush the youngest children, for the demon in the skiesPoor Man's Gold8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Treasuring the very thought of anyone's demise
Glitter fades to black and shining moonlight fades to dust
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's trust
Tragic, empty melodies and blood beneath the air
Fearlessly escape the wind and drown without a care
Treasure death as platinum, as silver and as gold
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's gold...
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
Say yesOnce upon a time, in a little girl's mindSay yes1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
There was a tower
Cradled by the skies and whispered lullabies
And ever afters
Then came the evil king
And sunlight turned to rain
He gathered his soldiers
And down the tower came
And so prince charming prepared...
This little girl all alone in her world
Waiting for true love's kiss
Helping her wake from her own thought's mistakes
When all he needs is yes...
Chained and ShamedNobody gets it.Chained and Shamed9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don’t want saving,
I don’t want ”friends”;
I just want all ends
To be met in red.
I hate how plain my skin is,
How it should be painted;
I’m the addiction’s harlot,
I do as it must dictate
And when it tells me to seal my bloody fate;
I bloody well will.
I’m too full of blood,
I need to let some out.
But know this isn’t a shout
This is me coping
With how I’m hoping
Nobody’ll care when I go.
Cutting isn’t for attention;
It’s for a brief suspension
Of everything else.
It is mine and I’m its,
It doing as I want
And I its slave
Until there’s nothing left to save.
I don’t fear death
Half as much as I do breath.
Because I’d be lying
If I said dying
Wasn’t on my list of things to do today.
The KnifeDay without you are bleakThe Knife1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Being without you has left me weak
So, the days pass slow
For I have nowhere to go
I sit, waiting for you to get back
Every time I move, I fall like potatoes in a sack
I'm depressed, I'm weakened
My life has bleakened
I need you in my life
Or there's nothing left, but the knife
GravityI promise I’m not like everybody else.Gravity7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m not here to
I’m not here to
I’m here to
I’m here to
I’m here to
Please don’t say I’m like everybody else.
Because I’m not here to
But sometimes, gravity is
Sometimes you’re going to
But I promise, even if I’m not there…
I’ll still be there, for you.
I Am SchizophreniaShh.I Am Schizophrenia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Are you okay?"
Turn off the light.
"What are you doing?"
You can't fight the shadows.
They'll kill you if you tell.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your eyes.
Cover them again.
Lock the door.
Now you're trapped.
Lock it again.
Don't take the medication.
Don't drink the water.
Don't eat your dinner.
"I don't know you anymore. Who have you become?"
I am a nobody.
I am Schizophrenia.
I am death
"... I don't know."
AnorexiaMeet a girl named No One, with a heart of shattered stoneAnorexia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring at the other girl, the one that's not alone
Girl with skin that glistens, with the eyes of crystal seas
Grin of shining diamonds and a laugh like a disease
Flashes just a glance and soon, she's every trouble's cure
She has everything… and No One's off to be like her.
Eating turns into a crime, she'd rather be away
Thrusting fingers down her throat to make herself okay
Watching as her very bones are seen behind her flesh
There she drowns in tears, for she has not yet seen success.
Minutes turn to hours, and these hours turn to days
Every moment slipping, slowly fading into grey
Rapidly, her body turns to nothing but her bones
As she fights for beauty, as she battles for the throne.
Broken hearts must learn to beat, and this she came to know
Learning it the hard way when her heartbeat grew too slow
Yet, she somehow managed still to shine from what's within
Lying in her casket with her hidden, unseen sin.
Final thoughts ins
Last night,I broke every bone in my bodyLast night,9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I could have a reason to drown
in the isolated ocean inside me.
when my dilapidated lungs finally caved in,
I swam ashore and crawled across the polluted sand.
Only glass-edged skin
and salt-licked eyelashes
can help me now.
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinYou're Not?10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.
OutcastAloneOutcast10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am an outcast
I am the unwanted
I am surrounded by people who claim love
But I see their hearts
I am despised
Always creating contention
Never doing anything right
Always the subject of reticule
I ask you this
Is it better to be alone
Or to be surrounded by those who falsely love you?
I do not know
I never will
I do know one thing though
I am the outcast
It's who I am
And so it is who I'll be
You have scars? ..You have scars? I still love you. You cut? I still love you. You burn? I still love you. You starve/purge? I still love you. You have depression/anxiety/etc? I still love you. You're suicidal? I still love youYou have scars? ..10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Drop that razor, gun, rope, pen, or lighter.
Pick up some food and don't puke it back up.
Look in the mirror and love what you see.
Ignore the haters.
Point a middle finger to the bitches who think they are better.
Laugh at the idiots who think they tear you down.
Don't let anyone's words get you down.
When writing the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen.
You are all beautiful and I love you♥
Attention Seeker"Attention seeker."Attention Seeker9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I slide the knife across my tongue
The poison resting in my lungs
Fighting till the war's been won
But you're right, this is all done for fun.
The rope around my neck as I pull it tight
The struggles I face as I die to fight
And slowly, I fade off into a dark night...
Goodbye, smiles, goodbye, light...
Dying, breaking, losing sight
Of all that's proper, all that's bright
With all my strength and all my might..
I mean, I do this for attention.. right?
Sick of societyI may live inside my own, twisted universeSick of society8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.
Mommy, He's LyingMommy, he said it, he said it was true.Mommy, He's Lying8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mommy, he said it, he said "I love you."
Mommy, he said it, he said it was real
Mommy, please know how to think, how i feel
Mommy, this love is the truth, it's the way
Mommy, he said it, he said it today.
Mommy, he's lying, he's lying to me
Mommy, he's telling a lie, can't you see?
Mommy, he never did mean what he said
Mommy, his voice is pounding in my head.
Mommy, he's lying, his love isn't pure
Love's a disease and he's finding the cure.
Mommy, he's lying, what else can I say...
Mommy, he hit me, he killed me today.
Mommy, he lied to me, why did he lie?
Mommy, he lied through his tears, through his cries
Mommy, his lies I just couldn't see through
Mommy, he lied to me.
What'd I ever do?
Suicide?Is it worth to continue living, if you don't feel desire to live further?Suicide?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Is it wrong to think like this?
Is it right to live only because of others?
Is it sad to hear everyone's wheeping above your grave?
Is it wrong to say goodbye to life just like that?
Everyone would say yes, but me, I don't think like that.
Can somebody tell me if I sound mad by writing this?
Is it wrong to think like this?
Will someone miss me after all?
I doubt that...
The poetAll the words oh so trueThe poet5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
all the poems right from the heart
the poets mind the issue
his demons he displays in his art
the scariest ones he wouldn't dare put on paper
afraid of the reaction and the despair it would cause
it's hard to believe the poems could get that much darker
just another one of his flaws
a poet with more monsters in his head than friends
releasing some with this pen
hoping one day this ends
before the addictions and monsters take over again
this is the oh so hollow poet
whose afraid of his own mind
a place you'd never want to visit
a place he would never let you find
Divorce"You're being abused."Divorce6 months ago in Personal Journal More Like This
"You're being oppressed."
"She's a control freak."
"You're being brainwashed."
"You're being manipulated."
"They are trying to rob me of my peace!"
You hear that enough, and soon you won't know what to believe.
From all the screaming and begging them to stop, your shouts grow coarse.
You've been told you have the voice of an angel.
But your strained larynx laughs - you are like a boy going through puberty.
Before long, you flat out sound like a chain smoker Batman.
All you can do is run away, so you scale the stairs and lock yourself in the one place you can call your own.
Because you're a "drama queen."
Do Me A FavorYou can fear death no moreDo Me A Favor9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You've died to many times
More broken then ever before
To live like this should be a crime
Tried to drown your demons
They know how to swim
They killed all your angels
Your dreams are just a nightmare
When you thought you couldn't fall any deeper in the hole you pulled out a shovel
The smell of death is in the air
Mind and heart being toyed with by the devil
You don't even know what you're doing anymore
All you see is darkness and it has wrapped in a cocoon
Being eaten away at the very core
So death do me favor.... Visit soon
if they knewThey say I couldn't last a day in the real worldif they knew7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say they couldn't survive one night in mine
they say to hell i'll be hurled
I say I live there every day that's fine
they say you have no one go kill yourself
I say I don't mind being the outcast
they say have fun meeting the devil himself
I say I will i'll make sure we get to you fast
they say just go home emo and cry
I say if you knew my pain you'd cry until you lost both eyes