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AshHyper1645
AshHyper1645
16/F Trauma, terror, and pain string across the path of my past in sticky spiderwebs that capture creativity. At the price of spinning the threads into silk of language comes pain, but it is what I bear to become what I truly, in nature, am. Whole.
The apple seed went down easy I thought the bitterness would make me queasy But it just slid down my gullet As easy as shooting a bullet And soon my belly began to grow A small lump in my abdomen starting to show Writhing roots ******* me dry I feel it whispering dreams to grow high It's branches scratching blue off the sky while it rustles and grows on my insides No one seems to notice as leaves burst out of my ears Thick branches spreading, worsening my fear I watch in horror as apples spew out of my mouth Tumbling, fumbling, stumbling south until with a mighty roar the tree bursts forth My body, my life, my mind no more My sarcasm, my creativity, my worth, my self extracted from apple seeds, slitting on a shelf
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Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 9:22 AM UTC
Cyanide
Being awake in the dreary dream I started to look for the seam I knew it was there; It had to be Yet no zipper appeared And no thread was left free Nothing would unravel the dream The world might be Panic caught me in the chest It was blinding, and I forget the rest I think there was fire, a great blaze of heat Smoke engulfing me in a wreathe Coughing and choking Yet I couldn’t seem to untangle The seathing wires above my head
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 2:49 PM UTC
Dreary Dreams
The floor beneath my feet began to unravel Whipping out from under me faster than light can travel I was suspended in open space Falling at a rapid pace I thought I was okay But here is my price to pay I fell back into the dark deep Where all my night mares are kept under lock and key But the horses don’t just come in the night They whinny and neigh and constantly fight Trampling my thought into ****** streams Then they rip apart at the seams They poor blood and fear onto me Ripping apart my body with glee Then I must climb back to the top Bloodied hands and body chopped Just to do it all again
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 2:39 PM UTC
Depression Relapse Cycle
There’s monsters in my heart; Everyday they threaten To tear me apart; But there’s nothing I can do; The very essence in my body Beginning to unscrew; Not sure where it came from; Can’t even remember things I should, The memories won’t come. So into the swallowing darkness I wallow, Knowing, not ever, Will anyone follow. I strive for greatness, But I’m insignificant To the faithless. In this world I am feared and hated, I want to start over; reform clean-slated; But I guess it can’t work that way, Why can’t the world be perfect, I can never say. So I fall in deeper, The darkness in my mind Growing like an ivy creeper; Never to see the light again, Can no longer...play pretend.
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Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 9:21 AM UTC
Monster
Here in my head lies confusion Every thought holds its intrusion It makes puzzles out of air Patterned complications leaving nothing bare Everything seems a twisted mind game Murderous and dark and without shame Maybe that’s all the “real world” will hold And they expect us to do what we’re told. They chose fate for us, or so they thought Maybe they just didn’t expect to be fought Maybe they thought we’d lay down and die They didn’t expect us to leap up and fly. But why did it seem so easy? Isn’t this supposed to make me feel queasy? Why instead do I feel so close to nothing When I sighted down, they thought I was bluffing Their eyes got wide when they realized I was not Now they huddle in corners, eyes bloodshot Now the rest have lives dreary and bleak I guess they were wrong when they thought I was weak.
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Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 4:04 PM UTC
The Lie of Weakness
Tell me, Oh pretty flower, How are your petals soft Through the boiling rays How do you stay aloft While you drown in rains Tell me, Where do you hide When the fall crawls with Death Where do you abide, While winter sweeps away life Tell me, What do you do When life itself Proclaims death on your colors When ivory is the last you glimpse, Tell me, Tell me, Tell me...
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Feb 14, 2020
Feb 14, 2020 at 2:22 PM UTC
Flowers in the Meadow
Black as night Light as day Midnight to love Hope to pray What is this world? A child might ask For living is hard; A mighty task. Eyes shining with hope The child waits For a mother can’t tell What she hates She just hugs And pats his head As his eyes close And he lay still on the bed. Her tears lay By his side For he reached Where the shadows hide.
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
Hidden Truths
One day. One day, there will be a rapture. There will be a mighty roar and the Earth will rebel against the sky And the floodgates of hell will open. One day, our lives so small against the dawn of life itself Breaks upon the night destruction and Death. One day all will be broken as we have broken the bread And our blood will stream into a mighty ocean That covers the sun forever Bringing Death in its wake and Death in its part One day the line between life and death will blur And all will be cast in the shadow of our own actions One day.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
One Day
Sticky lines coat my lips They scrape and lick their fingers I am disgusted Bloodred wine soaking my mouth A glint of white Then silver Then crimson. And green. I turn my eyes, So dark yet so big To the man on the moon.
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 12:48 PM UTC
Envy
Stuck in the endless dream Staring into the empty stream nonexistent sparkles of fish below their colors do your eyes bestow Their eyes empty and fins transparent Their bodies bright and their spirit apparent Her shadow falls upon the river bed the fish gather as her fingers spread The strike comes down hard and the fish surge I want to fight back, but I resist the urge the fish swarm my body as I fall No need to put it off, or stall The fish get bigger as more blows follow I feel their teeth dig, rip, and swallow The anger and hate on her is clear as crystal the dusk sky is turning dark and dismal Her fist comes closer, turning my world black several jaws clench down, and I hear a crack When I come to, the river's dry as bone I'm left to continue my journey, lost and alone
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Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
Endless Dream