27 Mar, 2018 08:19 AM
blades are thrown
shots are fired
but no matter what i do
why do i always feel tired?
this is so sick
the madness, the grief, the sudden changes
i just want to live my life
without all the cages
trapped here, trapped there
there's no escape
, NothingVotes: 1
25 Nov, 2016 04:36 PM
with a hand over the mouth,
what to do next,
die or keep fighting?
a rope tied up in the ceiling and the chair under it,
suffering and pain going angst hand in hand,
never to think again clearly,
sleep does well to soothe the soul but not the pain,
cutting not a lot but temporary relief,
stopping the hurt was what i wanted,
alone doesn't matter,
, Sad Poem
, DeadVotes: 7
25 Nov, 2015 03:03 AM
You weren't mine to begin with
Someone else's from the start
My heart started to writhe
But I loved you with all my heart
My soul daughter so beautiful and young
Is with the Angels above
Having another song to sung
Is holding our forever love.
My fiancé was your parent at first
Another women your mother
Oh how my heart could burst!
The betrayal you felt from another
, Love Poem
, SoulVotes: 2
02 Jul, 2015 03:52 PM
Have you ever felt empty?
A feeling that that used to be filled up with love
But in the end
Grieve is what you've got?
You lied if you said never
Mankind, cannot escape
From all the feelings
Given by thd God
That is why
, Road To Recovery
, Move On
, SadVotes: -1
16 Feb, 2015 11:05 PM
We're miles away but
I wish you were here
To see the stars and the sky
And feel the wind play with your hair
and have a firefly land on your hand
We're miles away and countries apart
and yet I wish to touch you here
and see your smiling face again
I wish to smell your sweet perfume
and steal your shirts to wear
, SeparatedVotes: 0
23 Dec, 2014 12:37 AM
You wake to what seems like an ordinary day
Everything seems fine; everything's okay
You're out of the house; walking down the lane
Attempting to cover yourself from the rain
A few minutes later, you walk through school gates
Met by some cheers and greeted by mates
Conversations unfold; as rooms begin to fill
And slowly, and gradually, the gossip it spills
The bell marks first class, you slowly walk in
Sitting at your desk, you wait for lesson to begin
, SuicideVotes: 11
08 Nov, 2014 07:38 AM
I know that it's bound to happen
That when the news is eventually brought to their attention
They'll take a second glance at who they WERE, who they COULD have been
It'll be an awakening moment of what they SHOULD have done
But they never would
Not without what had already happened
It's just the fact of life that we all have to live with
Or is it?
Why isn't empathy more empathized?
, Best Friend
, ConfusionVotes: 8
27 Oct, 2014 03:23 AM
Is it so hard to decipher the poorly encrypted code placed on my face?
"I'm tired" "I'm just tired" "I'm fine, I'm just fucking tired"
Is this so believable that you're left with nothing to inquire?
Or is there something less forming, some lack of desire?
The thoughts in my head are swarming, that no one is caring.
I always get left behind, there's just me being lonely and alone.
"It's OK, I'm really fine. It's just hard to sleep when I'm at home."
Just a second glance, it's all that I ask.
I'm at the brink of tears, I need some help before my skin tears.
, DepressionVotes: 31
22 Oct, 2014 08:05 PM
Oh, If only you knew, the desperation that I have faced
The fear and isolation, the pain that I embraced
If only you could have noticed my feeble attempts to heed
The signs of desolation, and my committed deed
My silent screams and cries for help, they went unheard indeed
And no one could discern an innocent soul, slowly fade and bleed
I sowed a forbidden seed in your mind, yet you chose to let it grow
It was filled with blame, hurt and shame, that only you could know
I breathed my last breath longingly, on that bitter, lonely night
As you marked my sudden death, with a dim eternal light
, DeadVotes: 3
03 Oct, 2014 05:56 AM
She smells like the sands of time
And is funny without ever being mean
I know that she's a dime
But I can't stop this feeling
I got my bottle of Jack
Then there's a sudden bleeding
In this abrasive room of black
I create a certain kind of seeing
Maybe I should care
, Letting Go
, DarknessVotes: 3