You argued
you shouted
I fought back
and you call me the coward?
why do we choose to hurt
when we can decide to heal
why do you have to break my smile
with that mocking laugh
what affects me
actaully affects you more
you choose painful words
when you could choose happy ones
you say you can't help it
give up on yourself
give up on me
before you even tried
words can help
words can hurt
words can heal
words can break
you know I'm not good at using words
the words you so much adore
the one you used to write story's with
the ones which made you happy
That pure smile you once had
that enery who knows from where
it is now locked deep
locked deep and tortured
we hurt each other
I tried my best to stop
maybe you did too
but we were both too stubborn.
our words won't reach
so there are only gestures left
but we are both too far
to be able to reach
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
I met you
I loved you
I wanted you
And I lost you
Your smile was bright
As you held my hand
You laughed so loudly
As you joked by yourself
We walked hand in hand
On that yellow brick road
We walked far but never reached the end
Walked far but made it home by dinner
After so long you said you will reach the end
I walked with you but you slowly disappeard
My frantic screams wouldn't bring you back
And I hugged you for that one last time
I still remember that day
The birds sung a soothing melody
As I screamed
For you to come back
The whole world seemed to forget you
The more I remembered
The more I though of you
The more you seemed like a nightmare I once had
Now I'm here
Once again on that yellow brick road
What I convinced myself was a scary dream
Has become reality
I felt happy as I saw you
Standing and smiling once again
I was disapearing too
For now at last I could stand beside you
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC
A friend once asked me something everyone has,
and I responded the same
because if it's the same,
everyone will believe it's true
That's what your familly believes
And thats what you start to believe,
there was no need for them to know
just how broken someone actually is
day to day month to month
repeat and fall
falling blinds
and believe you're happy blinded
bullying, abuse, drugs
and pain
say pain helps
and self-harm never feeling satisfied
why is everyone smilling when you want to cry?
you say you're fine but want to be noticed,
believe you're fine
and your mind will be convinced
you're okay, you're okay
repeat this phrase
just like a spell
that will maybe save you from yourself
Now you're standing on a rooftop,
convinced it doesn't matter anyway
because there is no need for them to know
just how broken you are
you jump
you remember
the worried faces of the people who asked
who you never though actually cared
you fall and see the sun
you don't remember the last time you saw it,
below are the faces of people who cared
you see them desperate like never before
what you feel is relief
followed by instant regret
was it worth it,
was it not
everything fell into black,
forever you fall and fall
never seeing how free you can be,
always yearning, always searching
wanting the life you will never have
or at least you wanted it,
now everything is in black
it is too late.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC
A poem can only tell so much
so the amount of words aren't enough
What kind of poems do people like I wander
Is there any reason one is better than the other?
Poems are diffarent and so are we.
Some write more and some more detailed
well, quality over countaty you say?
Then I tell you, why not both?
When I was young I wrote a poem
It was to the person I could never have
The poem was not good as you may suspect
But I never regreted writing to this person
My love is endless but not selfless
yet it is still a love forever one sided
such careless words should never be spoken
but sometimes I feel so broken
Remember the daises we picked in that field
oh how unstoppable we both felt
My feelings may never reach you
but I will keep chasing and I'll keep falling
untill the day you feel it too
untill you decide it's right
it is what it is,
a poem.
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC