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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."
shortweeb Feb 2021
Why am I scared when the Black Crow leaves?
He only causes me pain
He only hurts me in so many ways
So why am I scared when the crow leaves?
Is it because the Black Crow is the only thing that can make me feel something?
Or is it because the Black Crow is the only thing that left and came back?
No, I know why, it is because the Black Crow is the only thing that makes me feel normal
To me being in pain is normal
To me the Black Crow sitting on my shoulder telling me things is normal.
Part 2 from the "Black Crow" hope you enjoy!
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
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 Apr 2021
Why can't I just have a relationship like Hisoka and Illumi

They love eachother and would die for one another

by the others hands.
This is based on HXH. Yes I know I am stupid as ****. https://youtu.be/nGZrr9YSf98
I want this so bad.
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
I tried to tell her.
I tried to warn her.
I tried to help her.
I tried to support her.
No.
I told you not to date him.
I told you he was gonna hurt you.
I told you not to trust him.
I told you he doesn't care.
I told you he was lying.
Now I am hugging you while you sob and all I can say is
I told you so.
This is for my bestfriend.
shortweeb Apr 2021
As young children we are told monsters don't exist
We are told as young children they are simply figments of our imaginations
We have our parents check under our beds and look in our closets
But what our parents have seemed to forgotten to tell us is that the monsters live among us

No, these monsters aren't a black figure with long fingers creeping out of our closet
No, these monsters don't try to grab my feet as I get up at night
These monsters can look as real as humans and can be hidden as well as a chameleon
You see not all these monsters are humans

Some of them live in our minds
They are like a parasite that can not be ridden of quickly
The monster comes out most when I am alone
It holds me in its arms as it tells me how worthless I am
The monster makes the night so appealing that it will not let me rest

It will tell me that I am useless, pathetic, and nothing as I try to close my eyes
It will shut off my emotions during the day so at night it can remind me of how much pain I am in
It tells me to put slits and marks and cuts on myself because that's the only thing that will make me feel better
It tells me how no one will ever care what I have to say because I am nothing special

This monster is not something we can see
This monster is not something we can touch
This monster is not something we can taste

This monster is known as depression.
Monsters will forever live among us. I know this because I have this monster the same as many of you do
shortweeb Feb 2021
A lot of us wake up in the morning and wonder...
"Why am I getting up? There is no reason too."
Some of us wake up and just have no motivation to get up
I am one of those people
I don't have much motivation for pretty much anything
But I get up every morning
Not because I want to
But because I have to
So if your like me with no motivation do what I do
When you wake up you say
"One Small Accomplishment"
When you get ready for the day you say
"One Small Accomplishment"
By the end of the day when you go to lay down you say
"All of this was one big accomplishment."
This poem was for someone who is having a hard time and I want her to know she isn't alone!
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 Mar 2021
I have decided today is the last day

I will...

Say "HEYYY" to my best friend's

Cuddle with my dog in the earliest of mornings

Cry into my pillow late in the evening

Hug my grandpa and tell him about school

Help my grandma with cleaning

Jam out to Disney songs with my uncle

And finally today is the last day to tell my mom

"I love you"
I'm so tired of fighting maybe this will help.
shortweeb Feb 2021
The smell of love roams the air

Not only the smell of love but the smell of heartbreak

The smell of broken trust

The smell of scrolling on Instagram seeing them happy with someone else

The smell of wearing there clothes so it feels like they are holding you

The smell of crying on the day of love

It truly smells like Valentines Day.
Happy early valentines day everyone!

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