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Justyn Huang
Grow up, they said
but even as I did
I lost some child like wonder

Now. All I could ever want
Is to grow back down.
I am not sad, love
Something's missing, you
Come back home to me
you are beautiful
you're insane
you are the most broken person I've met

a hurricane
a violent rain

I'm cursed to stay by your side
all the bad in my life happens because of you

you're a disaster

two faced
I can never trust you

you play mind games
I believed I loved you
but now it feels fake

the knives you carry on your back
don't compare to the ones you've given

I made a mistake
I stepped into your life
now trapped inside your reflection
I've become your shadow

you're horrific
a piece of art

from a distance
I can admire you

you are
you are
you are

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
is it real
that I saw you

or a coincidence
someone else
looking just
like you

confused... I am
when the eyes see what the heart wants to feel... Maybe !
Rabeya Moin
Hey sickness
When will you go?
You’ve make me weak
And I can’t sing no more

Hey sickness
Why do i feel so low?
My organs are failing
When my poor soul died long ago

Oh sickness!
Have you got good intentions at all?
You give me all these pain
I’ve no energy left

Dear life
Now please spare me
Let me rest in peace
Inside the little heaven I’ve made.
I could still see you
In my dreams
As you beckon me
To take a step

I can't, I say,
It's all just a dream.
Your smile fades away,
Black cuts clean.

I wake up confused,
Breathing hard,
Needles piercing my chest.

I miss you.
I miss you
So much.
We know
When we don't
Have cash

But we don't know
How much time
We have left
Read it somewhere.
“what are we?” she asked

with despair, he replied, ”we’re nothing”
Merope Angel
You loved me
When no one else would
  Like it’s that that they should
   You gave me peace where no one else
Katlyn Orthman
Feilds of Wildflowers
All bloom with her
Looming power

Full and lush with color
Not even rain clouds
Would dull her

They would only feed her flame
Which never seems
To tame

No she flickers like a star
So bright you'll see
From afar

And if you follow in her direction
You'll be enveloped
In her protection

Because feilds of Wildflowers
Are lush and
Full of power
Hindi tugmaan ang pipigil
Sa isang tulang malaya
Buhay ang pag-ibig
Umiindak nang naaayon sa himig
Hayaang tumakas ang mga
Damdamin at kumawala
Upang pagdating nang araw ay
Walang pagsisihan sa mga
Pagkakataong nawala
I can't explain to you my jealousy
of watching people laugh in a group
such genuine laugher i could cry

I can't remember having a purpose
of getting out of bed
to not cancel my plans last minute

This sounds painfully self-wallowing
but this is all I have
Until a better day comes.

I hold onto the darkness
like an old friend
sweet embrace of familiarity.
With your words
The Knife.

Knowing and not knowing,
Afraid and clueless.

A thing that used to be,
The dust on the mantle.

Will never be the same
The blood that was spilled across the floor.

This crime scene filled with pain and sorrow and regret.  The murderer and the victim one in the same—but also separate.  Two hearts that both dance to the same miserable song.
Oof...  I wrote this one a while ago...

(Also this poem is dedicated to my father, like a like a lot of my poems)
Sometimes I think I am barking up the wrong tree

Then I realize I should probably stop barking at trees.
Just want to say
I appreciate you all
really enlightened my mood
Took away my winter blues
even if just for today
the spring poems were all great
Now I must get ready for my buffalo storm as it's on the way
Stay Blessed all❤
I am a monster
just like my mother
ignorant of the feelings of others
so self obsessed
hyper-focused on being more
getting more
earning more
ignoring my own feelings
my own self
I was bred to be like a racehorse
in the rat race
and I hurt the ones that love me
because of it
and it hurts
hurting her
when she has loved me
like nothing else
like no one else
I've been a monster
if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...
patty m
It was a decent room
in that the bed was horizontal.
Out the window
power lines stapling the horizon
appear threatening and otherworldly.

Sad stagnate town
salacious gossip and stale beliefs
become implied threat lurking in air.
The world that should be idyllic
is complicated and cloudy,
no signs of cataclysm, no melee,
just the chill of foreboding;
a ghost theme scraping
where nightmare
Flowers bloom
Feelings fade
Left alone.
Shadow Dragon
Get a job,
a husband or wife.
Make yourself comfortable
in your own life.
So they tell me
or would have told me
if they were still alive.
But they are dying slowly
by the magic pills.
They are no longer there
to protect and care.
I no longer have devils
that whisper and scream.
They can do both
but now they are doing non.
And I can see myself having fun,
not caring or staring
into nothingness.
Yet it leaves me in mourning
to know they are about to die.
Maybe if I hold on a little longer
I won't be lonely and then find myself
a job, husband or wife.
Mom is the little bird at first light

Eager for sunshine

Yet happy

Snuggled in her nest
A good morning poem for my wife
God calls and we answer, for we minster.
To men, women , and children right here.
For everyone needs the Good Lord God.
For sometime we don't even know what to pray.
But our hearts speak louder than words at time.
My prayer is that your heart desires come about.
That every one of your prayers will get answered.
May your hearts desires come about now too.
⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm ⚠

"These violent delights have violent ends."
~William Shakespeare


When the crevices
on my wrists
solder themselves together
and the rich, crimson stanzas
become illegible,
I unsheathe my quill--

melancholy's scribe.

The ink clots,
driblets of red
bleeding through these pages

but I keep writing

this parchment lies
sweetly torn


I smile.

that's what I call


How violently delightful.
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Bury me beneath a pile
of your empty words
So they are not too heavy
for me to rise again
Donall Dempsey

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
tears glisten in the moonlight,
but it shines too bright.
blocking out reality,
and the sad fatality.
of my heart,
and it's broken parts.
Talon Robinson
So here I am
Wondering about you
Resisting myself
Telling myself not to do it
Do not text her
Make her miss you
But probably not
Then now
So you sit here
Tell me
You don't know
Yet I feel indifferent
As if you do know
You don't want to lead me
But you remain
Trapped in my head
Forcing my smile
I want to try
Take a step
Into a new world
As long as you're in it
Friendly or more
I just want to try it
With you
In fact
Do I leave your head
What about the first kiss
Or the next
The last?
What am I doing
The one thing I hate
Exposing myself to you
Yet again
i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold
Grace E
Why does love feel like life and death are lurking inside you at the same time?
I need you to be a monster
which is to say, I am trying not to love you  
I am still dreaming of kissing your claws.

You told me that you loved me but your eyes were empty.
They were as cold and lifeless as a corpse.  

There’s a rabid dog in your heart
And it tells you to tear everything apart.

I don’t know if this is love anymore, but rather fear.
Peter Balkus
are watching us
passing bye.
if they refuse to grow with you,
you're better off moving on by yourself.
If I've learned anything in life, it's that sometimes leaving people behind is the best you can do for yourself.
I discarded my heart in the dirt
Buried with my pain and hurt
Follow my idol the punk Kurt
Love's only weakness
Is also its greatest strength:
It defies reason

My thoughts on Valentine’s Day
Molly Elizabeth
If I had know that I was going to write a poem about you I wouldn't have
If I known I would fall in love with you
I would have never met you
And if I had known how much I would hurt
I would have already been dead

But that's not the way that it works, is it?
We are to find love
Find pain
And everything that goes with
But I never wanted this I never wanted to feel
I hated it so much
You hated me so much
But I can't do much about it now,
Can I?

If I had know
I would never had felt this way
I would have never had my heart leap
And jump out of my chest
If I had known
So much would be different
And you would be long gone
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