Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
B
B
21/F a midlife crisis at 21 seems too early
The fire is far away Not far enough to not see the flames But far enough to not be afraid Far enough to evacuate Far enough to see the damage But not experience the damage Its getting warmer But no need to panic I live here I watch the fire everyday It inches closer but still I stay I can’t leave yet I have to much going for me here I can’t leave yet My friends haven’t left yet I can’t leave yet It’s not my time It will be soon And then I will leave The fire won’t reach me Hopefully I want to leave I hope it all burns down And I get to watch and laugh
0
Mar 27, 2023
Mar 27, 2023 at 8:29 PM UTC
The Fire
The house was filled with flames For over 20 years it was a blaze It stood on broken pillars and burnt floorboards Slowly different parts started charring. It started in the basement With cigarettes and lost hopes A child’s potential misplaced A parent drowning in smoke of his own creation And the house lost a child because he escaped We don’t know how bad his burns are Because he doesn’t come around to tell us. Then it jumped to the second story The flames only lit up one of the rooms Where 2 children lived One who started fighting And one who never stood a chance The first child who stayed close to the ground to avoid the smoke She took quick breaths to keep her lungs clean Who followed every rule about fire And fought the fire silently And the second Who tried to follow the rules But the house deemed it was never enough She choked but didn’t die And the two escaped With the first child carrying the second out Their burns are the deepest. And the fourth child The youngest child Who never stayed long And escaped at the youngest age And was always escaping when the smoke got to thick When her lungs hurt from yelling and breathing in the smoke But would come back for the 2 children Because she left them She left all of them She left the house But when she left, her burns were tended She stayed away from the flames because she was safe And her burns healed, but scarred Her scars are the lightest And she didn’t come back until it was almost burnt down And the flames couldn't get to her anymore And not a single burn remained in the house Because it was torn down. And a different family built it with better materials And a better foundation And the house of ash was gone But burns will always remain Because the adults who left pass them down And try to light fires in new houses But the children who left Will never pass down burns And eventually the flames will stop
0
Oct 31, 2022
Oct 31, 2022 at 2:09 PM UTC
House of Burns
The house was filled with flames For over 20 years it was a blaze It stood on broken pillars and burnt floorboards Slowly different parts started charring. It started in the basement With cigarettes and lost hopes A child’s potential misplaced A parent drowning in smoke of his own creation And the house lost a child because he escaped We don’t know how bad his burns are Because he doesn’t come around to tell us. Then it jumped to the second story The flames only lit up one of the rooms Where 2 children lived One who started fighting And one who never stood a chance The first child who stayed close to the ground to avoid the smoke She took quick breaths to keep her lungs clean Who followed every rule about fire And fought the fire silently And the second Who tried to follow the rules But the house deemed it was never enough She choked but didn’t die And the two escaped With the first child carrying the second out Their burns are the deepest. And the fourth child The youngest child Who never stayed long And escaped at the youngest age And was always escaping when the smoke got to thick When her lungs hurt from yelling and breathing in the smoke But would come back for the 2 children Because she left them She left all of them She left the house But when she left, her burns were tended She stayed away from the flames because she was safe And her burns healed, but scarred Her scars are the lightest And she didn’t come back until it was almost burnt down And the flames couldn't get to her anymore And not a single burn remained in the house Because it was torn down. And a different family built it with better materials And a better foundation And the house of ash was gone But burns will always remain Because the adults who left pass them down And try to light fires in new houses But the children who left Will never pass down burns And eventually the flames will stop
Continue reading...
54
Sleep is a trial period for suicide You lay there, try to fall asleep trying to end it all Your mind doesn't quiet down You run through everything from that day everything in your life And slowly the talking quiets Slowly you start getting peace slowly you start to hear everything around you less and less every voice, every noise is fuzzy Your eyes get heavy your eyes get heavy You let the idea of temporary sleep take over you you let the idea of sleep take over you You sleep, for however long you can you sleep for forever But you wake up you don't wake up And you get up and you live your life Because you're too afraid of what suicide means You're too afraid of what you leave behind You're too afraid of leaving your mom To leave her to grieve her only daughter Her world You're too afraid to leave your cat Who loves you dearly And wouldn't know why you abandoned her When she was sent down from heaven To save you But you can only put so much pressure on an animal But know matter how sad you get You know you could never take your own life So you go to sleep Because sleep is suicide for the scared
0
Jan 12, 2022
Jan 12, 2022 at 6:01 AM UTC
Sleep is Suicide for the Scared
I'm my mother's daughter It's in my genes to cry The littlest things set me off When I was in third grade I cried at my standardized writing test It wasn't hard, I was just stuck I love writing I'm good at it I always have been But I couldn't handle the pressure to write well That my entire life was based on my grades and how well I scored on tests And wrote about a three page story I cry when I'm frustrated When I could do a math problem on my homework When I couldn't remember simple biology questions But I did well on the tests So they assumed I was fine I assumed I was fine How could I not be fine, I did well I was talented I was skilled And I was doing well My life was too good for me to be upset I had to reason to be upset And no one realized I might no be ok Until I stopped eating and lost 15 pounds But even then I told myself I was fine I was eating less because I was doing less I wasn't using as much energy so I wasn't eating full meals I only at a tiny portion of my already small plate But I was eating so I was fine I moved out and started school, fully online I was lonely But I had my roommates So I was fine I couldn't bring myself to go to the class I thought I would love I was failing a class I was doing nothing to fix it I was starting to hate writing and reading But I had a plan to leave my major So I was fine I failed my first college class But everyone gets one mistake Everyone screws up once It was during covid Everyone is struggling So I was fine Everyone else is fine So I am fine And I keep telling myself that In hopes that one day it'll be true I am Fine
0
Jan 10, 2022
Jan 10, 2022 at 2:12 AM UTC
I am Fine
I'm my mother's daughter It's in my genes to cry The littlest things set me off When I was in third grade I cried at my standardized writing test It wasn't hard, I was just stuck I love writing I'm good at it I always have been But I couldn't handle the pressure to write well That my entire life was based on my grades and how well I scored on tests And wrote about a three page story I cry when I'm frustrated When I could do a math problem on my homework When I couldn't remember simple biology questions But I did well on the tests So they assumed I was fine I assumed I was fine How could I not be fine, I did well I was talented I was skilled And I was doing well My life was too good for me to be upset I had to reason to be upset And no one realized I might no be ok Until I stopped eating and lost 15 pounds But even then I told myself I was fine I was eating less because I was doing less I wasn't using as much energy so I wasn't eating full meals I only at a tiny portion of my already small plate But I was eating so I was fine I moved out and started school, fully online I was lonely But I had my roommates So I was fine I couldn't bring myself to go to the class I thought I would love I was failing a class I was doing nothing to fix it I was starting to hate writing and reading But I had a plan to leave my major So I was fine I failed my first college class But everyone gets one mistake Everyone screws up once It was during covid Everyone is struggling So I was fine Everyone else is fine So I am fine And I keep telling myself that In hopes that one day it'll be true I am Fine
Continue reading...
53
I thought my problem was focus I'm overwhelmed Overworked Emotionally tired Mentally drained I've done nothing but school For 16 years My problem is focus I can't sit still I can't time manage My brain isn't working at "my level of intellegence" My problem is focus The doctor says my problem is anxiety My brain zones out to cope My brain shuts down to cope I take naps for hours to cope Its not ADHD, its anxiety I can't sit still because I'm anxious I can't stay focused because I'm anxious I'm brunt out and anxious That's my problem
0
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 1:17 PM UTC
My problem is
School was easy I was good at school I liked school I liked learning School was easy Reading was easy Writing was easy I love reading and writing I read at a college level in 4th grade Distractions were easy They were everywhere They talked to me all the time I spent most of middle and high school Spending time with them College was hard I don't know how to study I don't know how to put school first I don't know how to say no I don't know what happened School is hard I'm not good at school I no longer love school College killed my love of learning I pay to be unhappy And I will pay for years to come
0
Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 11:48 AM UTC
School was Easy
I just need more. I need one more night with you because I miss the way you feel. I miss the way your lips feel so right The way you make me melt when you smile at me The way I feel when you send me a message The way it makes me smile when you think of me The way it makes me feel when I think of you. I didn't get enough, so I need more. I need more butterflies when you accidentally touch my leg or sit closer to me than I think you mean too or laugh at my jokes or whisper to me when our friends are yelling or even when you look at me like I'm a camera on a tv show. I can't believe that you make me feel this way. And I can't believe it's gone. I need more. Can I have more? Can we just have five more minutes?
0
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 1:44 AM UTC
Five More Minutes
I feel like I'm being sabotaged by everything in my life My Friends My School My Life My Mind It's all being pulled apart ripped open torn into a million pieces There's nothing I can do There's nothing I can say To change it I've convinced myself I'm the victim But am I? Have I done this to myself Have I made my grave and now I'm lying in it Have I turned everyone against myself? Every villain feels like the victim and they change it They don't let people walk over them Talk over them Beat them down They stand up for themselves They stand up against what is expected of them So do I die a hero Or live long enough to become the villain
0
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 8:08 PM UTC
Hero
I can't do it anymore I can't stay in a home where I'm not wanted included welcomed I cannot live with people who are mean hypocrites argumentative I cannot stand the ***** looks eye-rolls avoidance I cannot be where I am not happy I can't stay So I will leave
0
Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 4:31 PM UTC
Home
I see the older generations say “I miss the good ole days” “I miss the America I grew up in” Do they fail to realize that their generation did this? Their generation ruined the economy Their generation poisoned the earth Their generation drained the Earth of her resources Their generation segregated people of color Their generation disowns their children for being gay Their generation is full of hate But go on, please, tell me how my generation is ruining the world. My generation who is chanting Black Lives Mater My generation who is trying to reduce their plastic usage My generation who is fighting for LGBT+ rights My generation who is fighting for women to have the right to their body My generation who is still in school My generation who is mentally unstable But still is trying to make things right. My generation is doing the things their generation failed to. Their generation had their time, and they failed their children Their grandchildren So now it’s time for a new generation My generation
0
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
Their/My Generation