06 Mar, 2019 12:47 AM
to whomever was meant to be with my cousin:
a heart cracked in two;
the years of her life were very few;
she kept waiting for something new;
waited upon the hills of life and grass with morning dew
she was waiting for him;
the lights were very dim;
the boy ended his life because he thought he could never win
, Sad Poems
, LostVotes: 3
03 Jan, 2018 10:31 PM
I promised you
That I won't wake up tomorrow,
You will come and find my body laying in a pool of my own blood....
You touch my hand and find it's cold and dead
You remember that my hand was warm and welcoming, but now......
It's cold and in need
In my hand lies a razor.....
And a note saying
'I'm sorry I can't be there to hold hands with you......
I'm sorry we won't have our kiss....
, RegretVotes: 5
03 Aug, 2017 06:24 PM
I wish I could talk to you,
and beg you not to go.
I wish I asked what you were going through,
but now I'll never know
I wish that I had some warning of what you'd do that night,
and that you'd given me a chance to save you,
to help you make things right.
I wish that you could've soldiered on,
and worked through the pain.
If you had, I promise you
, SuicideVotes: 3
04 Jun, 2017 06:29 PM
I get up in the morning and I do normal things,
I brush my hair in my room as my sister sings.
We walk to school together side by side,
But even though we're talking other things are on my mind.
We get to school and I plaster on a smile,
I talk to my friends and laugh for a while.
I walk to tutor with no smile on my face,
Cuz the anxiety inside is just eating away.
I feel like they're all staring cuz I'm ugly and fat,
But I'm being paranoid no one's doing that.
I go into tutor and smile again,
, DepressionVotes: 8
01 Jun, 2017 04:35 PM
the numbness was overwhelming
her lips were soft and flooded mine with laughter
her smile her eyes
she was everything that i was after
long talks and late nights
fought for what i saw in the lights
the beauty and her eagerness
that only wanted to destroy me
now im left with blood stains and teardrops
with memories of that day
, Self Harm
, LoveVotes: 1
10 Mar, 2017 03:59 AM
'No pain, no gain'
they all say every day
again and again the same
words of everyday
'Life is painful, you shall
suffer everyday' they said
with no fear.
Do they not fear the cruelty of life?
Have they gone blind to
this sea of dark faces or
, DeathVotes: 6
22 Dec, 2016 02:07 AM
I don't know.
That simple sentence brings up so many bad memories; recent and old.
A sentence i've said so many times.
"What do you wanna eat?"
I don't know.
"What's your favorite ice cream?"
I don't know.
"Why are you sad?"
I don't know.
, FamilyVotes: 8
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
18 Nov, 2016 08:41 PM
She was behind a wall,
when she saw her father beat up her mom
She heard cries,
but soon found out it was her...
Her mother silent as mouse cried...
She watched as her father drew lines on her mothers back with a knife..
10 years later her father was gone..
She had no one to go to..
Her mother left her when she was six..
She grew up in a foster home
2 years after living in that home she ran away..
, AbuseVotes: 2
17 Nov, 2016 12:13 AM
I used to have this dream years ago let me tell you though
it started with a smile and a wave on the patio,
then a flicker in the sky it showed a shadow.
but wait mum where'd you go I swear I just seen you though.
The sky would start to fall and I would scream but you were a no show.
Then my skin would slowly freeze as the world around me began to go.
Its okay I get it now seeing this tornado,
I'm nothing to you mum I guess this is like a puppet show.
Pick me up tear me down maybe I'm Dynamo,
ill fix myself up while you're drunk in the skid row,
Alone is how I'm feeling when I wake up and realise that I despise
the look in my eyes figuring out this nightmare is never gonna demise
, GodVotes: 3