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shortweeb Feb 2021
We take things like happiness for granted

It is something that makes the world so much brighter

Or at least that's what I thought

I can't really remember.
A very short one but very big in meaning.
shortweeb Feb 2021
Hi my name is Milly, I am 6 years old and I regret eating cookies when mommy said not too

Hi my name is Johnathan, I am 10 years old and I regret not doing my homework

Hi my name is Rose, I am 14 years old and I regret loving him

Hi my name is Dominic, I am 18 years old and I regret drinking too much at that one party

Hi my name is Lizzie, I am 21 years old and I regret putting those lines on my arms

Hi my name is Lizzie, I am 21 years old and I regret taking those pills

Hi my name is Lizzie, I was 21 years old and I regret committing suicide.
This one I don't even know what to say it just shows how quickly your regrets can change, from the age of 6 to the age of 21.
shortweeb Feb 2021
We all know this friend

They are the friend that if you need anything

They are right there

They are the friend that stays up until 3:00 am to listen to your sobs and cry's

They are the friend who always puts that smiling fac- mask

I bet you thought I was going to put face

Oh no no no

The therapist friend is the one who is truly unhappy

They are the friend who feels so alone when they need help the most

They are the friend who cry's right after they get off those hour long facetime calls

They are the friend who is screaming out for help but you cant hear it

They are now going to put that mask back on and say...

"Welcome! I am that therapist friend. What seems to be the problem?"
If anyone seriously wants to talk about something that's bothering them I am open to talk! This poem is based on another poem that I reposted on my profile please go check it out its called "Happy Friend"
shortweeb Feb 2021
The world can glow as bright as the northern lights

But it can also grow as dark as a black crow

The crow goes in and out of my life like my mind is a train station

But it never fully leaves it is always there, swarming my thoughts

Telling me what  I should believe

It tells me that "I am worthless, a burden, a mistake, nothing, unloved, unwanted, useless"

All of those things hurt yes,

But there is one thing this crows says to me that hurts me not like the rest..

"You deserve to suffer, you are just too meaningless."
  Feb 2021 shortweeb
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im "the happy friend"

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to rely on drugs for happiness

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to wake up everyday, and wish they still were dreaming

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to be the mediator of family fights

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to avoid looking at themselves at certain angles

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to constantly **** in their tummy- making sure they're still paper thin

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to lay in bed- tears welling in their eyes

the "happy friend" isnt supposed to feel the constant weight of the universe resting on their chest

why would i feel that

after all

i am the "happy friend"
shortweeb Feb 2021
I feel as if I was just 3 playing chef with you because it was your dream job
I feel as if I was just running around in my underwear when you were trying to get me in the bath
I feel as if I can still hear your voice screaming at mom and her screaming back late into the night
I feel as if I can still feel you trying to give me alcohol when you were drunk
I feel as if I am watching you leave for the first time and thinking that you would come back
I feel as if I am watching you on the phone talking to your other children and slowly forgetting what we promised
I feel broken
I feel empty
I feel unwanted
Thank you dad.
This poem is really hard for me to write without crying might I add!! This is all memories of my past and writing them and turning them into something that is beautiful makes it hurt less.
shortweeb Feb 2021
Mom,
It is a different kind of pain
It is a different kind of sadness
It is a different kind of happiness
It is a different kind of excitement
It is a different kind of crying
It is all different than what you think...
I am in more pain then you will ever know. But I will continue to keep saying it until you believe how different I really am.
This is my first poem and I'm kind of scared

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