How?How does one manage to cut their skin?How?7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tear the veins that run within?
How do you carefully steal a knife?
The tool that's used to end your life?
How do you hide from prying eyes?
How do you muffle your painful cries?
Where do you cut so that no one will see?
So no one at school will question me?
How long does it take to disappear?
A day, a month or even a year?
How does one pretend not to care?
Pretend to read but simply stare?
How does one refrain from eating?
But not act like you're competing?
How does one fill the great black hole?
Without the hunger taking its toll?
How do you make yourself violently sick?
How do you get your body to tick?
I've tried before but there's one small snag,
All I can manage is a pitiful gag.
But perhaps the question I should ask,
Rather than how to complete this task,
Maybe I should just sit down and cry,
And ask myself not how but why?
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?Mental Disorder Discrimination7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
Depressioni swallow caPsulesDepression11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as i drown in a perpetual fLood
with my collection of rAzors
i drift out to Sea
into thE black.
the tHief of my heart
killEr of souls
and Lover of death
has dilaPidated my dreams
he sold me to Monsters
and watchEd them consume me.
On WritingWrite for todayOn Writing6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And like it’s all
That’ll be left of you
Never write for popularity.
Write with clarity, but
‘Don’t make everything said’.
Write a million things;
An ode to the voice
Inside your head,
An elegy for the living,
A carpe diem for the dead.
Write to tell
To just keep
They’ll find a way out.
Don’t write for approval,
That way misery lies.
Poetry can’t be judged,
Not properly –
Write for yourself;
Doesn’t matter if it’s
Good enough for
You’ll never be Shakespeare.
But he’d never
Have been you;
Pour your heart into it,
That’s the best
That you can do.
dead girls don't write poetrydear someone,dead girls don't write poetry7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are no funerals
for the flesh
for the mind
no curtains & no cremations
for all our pretty words
you can't save every patient
a corpse would warm your bed
Loving A Guy Who Cannot Love Himself.Firstly, tell him that he doesn't necessarily need to be the “strongest” man in the world,Loving A Guy Who Cannot Love Himself.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that if he cries, you won't look down on him for it,
that you won't call him weak.
Tell him that he doesn't have to like sports, or fishing, or football, or any of the “mainstream” things that boys are “supposed” to like.
Let him know that liking art, or dancing, or singing or acting doesn't make him gay, doesn’t make him any less of a man, it just makes him who he is.
A human being.
And for goodness sakes, tell him that blue does not have to be his favorite color, than he can indulge in pink, or purple or even magenta!
And to the girl who take on the task, remember please, that it is not always the Knight who saves the Princess.
No, this time, the Princess may need to save the Knight.
Do not pour your problems onto him, rather, balance each other out.
Be a shoulder to cry on. A friend to be there. A love that never leaves.
Perhaps more than often,
.your heart.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
not to beat
So SilentSo silentSo Silent9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was so silent on the hill,
She could hear her steps,
A look at the watch;
Time's not passing,
Not going away,
Like a friend who waits, insists;
That she must do something at last.
DifferenceTo be lonely is painful,Difference3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To be alone is liberating.
things that fall apart2:36, new york city, i canthings that fall apart4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
looking out your window,
watching the cars pass by instead of the waves, and
something isn't right, because there's ocean in your blood and
i anchor you.
you still believe in the girl i used to be, but
she's been gone longer than this white sky summer.
NoNo you can’t do that!No8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No you can’t have that!
No we can’t afford that!
No that’s not healthy for you!
No you can’t stay up that late!
No you need to loose at least five more pounds!
No that college won’t accept your lazy self!
No that’s not perfect!
No a ‘98’ can’t be your best!
No you can’t make a living from writing!
No you can’t do what you dream!
No, no, no, no, NO!
I’m so tired of ‘No’!
Yes you can just sit there like a good girl.
Yes you can eat all these protein shakes and vitamins.
Yes you can be the perfect person I want.
Yes I’ll go take a bunch of advanced classes I’ll never pass.
Yes I’ll go become an engineer like everyone else.
Yes I’ll give up on my dreams cause they’re stupid.
Is that what it w
.when i look back at.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the past, she looks
right back at me
she points at the
future, glint in her eye
Mirror, MirrorMirror, mirror, on the wall,Mirror, Mirror10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch it crumble, break and fall.
Look at all the bloody glass,
How it reminds them of a severed past.
Watch a reflection slowly disappear,
Looking at all the shattered, crushed mirrors.
A breathless state of mind goes by,
Am I just alive or did I die?
Confused and in an awe,
Careless people unknown to what one saw.
Throat slit so one can't be unlocked,
Too bad the thoughts have become blocked.
Crimson splatters, dripping, breaking away,
Thou shall not know the feeling of all the pain.
Oh, Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why did you crumble, break and fall?
YouIf you’re a girl, you’re a girl.You7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you’re a boy, you’re a boy.
If you’re white, you’re white.
If you’re black, you’re black.
If you’re gay, you’re gay.
If you’re bi, you’re bi.
If you’re straight, you’re straight.
If you’re religious, you’re religious.
If you’re an atheist, you’re an atheist.
If you’re mentally disabled, you’re still human.
If you’re physically disabled, you’re still human.
For everything you are:
So who are they to judge you for who you are?
Knock Me DownKnock me downKnock Me Down7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I will still rise
But my hope never dies
Tell me I 'can't do it'
But I will prove you wrong
Break me down into pieces
But inside I'll remain strong
A fiery passion burns within me
One that you will not take away
Forever I will stand freely
And my fears, I will slay
Don't give upDo you realize it?Don't give up9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our lives will end someday
Nothing can be done
To change that fact
Ghosts we will become
Invisible we'll be
Void is our fate
Emptiness is all we'll feel
Unlike you might think, however
Push the wall hard enough and you'll find happiness before that
Tick TockYour time isn't upTick Tock5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's one thing to be alive.
She's a WriterShe sits at her deskShe's a Writer8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her headphones in,
The world shut out.
She bleeds for others
As words fly from
Her mind to her fingertips.
She stares at the screen,
At every little comment,
The good and the painful.
She forms her emotions
Into books and poems
To throw away the hurt.
She's a writer,
And her best weapons
Are her mind and her pen.
Treat me like a beastTreat me like a beastTreat me like a beast5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I'll fight back as a beast.
It's simple, action-reaction.
Treat me like a beast
and I'll still be your guardian angel.
society.We live in a societysociety.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
where obese men can't be beautiful.
We live in a society
where being African American automatically makes us criminals.
We live in a society
where women are looked down upon as whores and sluts.
We live in a society
RealHow can you expect to see the truth in the mirror?Real5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When your eyes are clouded by the filter of 'inferior'
ProblemsHatred, whether based onProblems5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hatred is the problem.