08 Apr, 2017 05:17 AM
Tales of fantasy
and happy endings.
A prince heroic
a damsel in need of saving.
Hope within tales
of an ideal life.
Love that conquered
all worries and strife.
Then sunset came
and those tales turned dark.
, HurtVotes: 2
21 Mar, 2017 08:40 PM
Wishing that tomorrow will be here,
As though it is never near.
A blade upon the skin,
As though it was a sin.
A bloody tear,
Is what we fear.
The arm of blood,
Drowning in a flood.
Its all in our minds,
Of something we cannot find.
Tags: SadnessVotes: 1
04 Mar, 2017 04:48 AM
Give it our all
Get left crying in a ball
We all have our worth
Don't keep on judging
We can adapt
We can all a learn
There's just us
We are one another
Team, keep us together
, BreakupVotes: 2
12 Jan, 2017 06:24 PM
My laugh hides my screams.
My smile hides my tears.
It's been this way for so many years.
Things aren't always what the seem.
I always seem so happy.
With not a single care in the world.
But you should know sadly,
Many things go untold.
Nobody really knows who I am.
They only know my cover.
, HappinessVotes: 3
26 Nov, 2016 11:42 PM
She asked me today if I was okay today.
Again the next day, over and over again.
She knew me to well, better than I ever did.
Answering everyday "I'm fine, okay?"
She just stared at me, my black eyes hopefully revealing nothing
I closed my eyes, eventually the years turned and so did she
She turned her back on me, because i never answered her the truth
Always answering her "I'm fine."
Once opon a dream
I wished to be happy
, FamilyVotes: 3
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: 6
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: 1
07 Nov, 2016 07:37 PM
It has been a
difficult road but I have learned.
I have loved; I have lost; I have changed.
I have learned people
can hurt you so deeply and not even worry about you;
good people can change in a minute when their hearts
have being broken.
But the most important thing I have
learned you are strong enough to let go. People come
and go, that is part of life,
, Letting GoVotes: -1
06 Oct, 2016 12:01 PM
she carries her shame
in one hand and sadness in the other
she carries a smile that fails because
her lower lip is wounded
she slowly drags her feet until they come
she cries out
"MUM it hurts
my smile hurts
"MUM it hurts
my hands hurt
"MUM it hurts
, LongingVotes: 3
27 Sep, 2016 10:33 PM
The moons fading light was met by the suns' slow incline,
Who's fair shine did naught but wither once in decline.
So is mine hearts' pulse only flickers of light divine,
Cast, in turn, into that wearying darkness of nights' malign.
- - -
Whereat can one find thou muse? Whereat must one seek?
Barren fields whom once bore trees, feel no longer roots,
And have so little thereof to speak; numb they fall to sleep.
Through thou windowpane cast thou eye - as do I.
, LoveVotes: 2