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13 I love writing poetry for many reason's one is that poetry is where sadness breathes It turns silence into words, pain into rhythm and feelings no one listens to into lines that finally feel understood.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry to the friend I trust with my pain, With my pain and help keep me sane, But I broke my promise, I did it again, Another cut was added, I had another family fight, Mom and dad, Yelling, screaming, I felt trapped, Like my life was a wrap, I tried to feel better, But all it did was leave a scar, That you can see from afar, So I'm sorry to my dear friend, My friend to the end, I added more and tore my skin, And caused a sin, I'm sorry I broke your promise, But I promise this one is true, That I promise, I'm sorry, To my friend to the end, I have cut my self again.
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Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 10:07 PM UTC
I'm Sorry My Friend
All I wanted, was for someone to care, All I wanted, Was for someone to love me, and for it to be real, All I wanted, Was a hug, Someone to listen, Someone to see, the tears I hold back, That just yearns to fall, the smiles I show on display, That just wants to end the show, And hope somebody knows, Not to wonder "if" If I departed from this cruel world, If I disappeared, would anyone notice, And if so, Would they even shed a tear, When they could even hear, My silent screams for help, Even in my fear, No-one stopped by, No voices, No hand, No-one that even cared to understand, No-one cared to stand by my side, All I wanted, Was my thoughts to ease, And not for me to wish to flea, They unfold in a timeless motion, Drifts like a dream, Moves like time itself, they don't stop, Just run in circles, Like a fun game, Laughing at my pain, The pain they laugh at everyday, the pain that adds on everyday, Every minute, Every second, they don't waste time, even through my rhymes, They still find me every time, at night they get louder, I learned to smile, To walk away, And look okay, To shut my mouth and say "Im fine", For my pillow to carry my tears, For my arms to wrap around a lifeless plush, Because I feel alone, But not fully, Alone with my thoughts, I want hugs, I love hugs, I need a hug, Arms wrapping around me, Not quick, Long and meaningful, like nothing else matters, but I cant help but wonder, If I disappear from this life, That I have been gifted, Would I be gifted peace, Would anyone stop, Or care, Or would I vanish in the air, Would they reread my texts, Or move on to the next, Like a stranger passing by, A masked face no-one knew, I try to smile, I try to laugh, It only works on the outside, Cause every joke, Every fake "Im fine", Just feels like I'm running out of time, Im tired of feeling alone, And always on my own, Like I'm invisible, In a crowded elevator, Like I bring nothing but gloom, But all I ask is for someone real, Someone who listens to how I feel, Who listens, Who stays, Who wont pretend, Not me just being a phase, But i'm still here, I stayed, But if I didn't, Would they notice, Would it matter, Fading in silence, Silent screams, An unseen dark, Wondering if I ever really left a mark, Or even a single spark.
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Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 9:51 PM UTC
To Disappear
All I wanted, was for someone to care, All I wanted, Was for someone to love me, and for it to be real, All I wanted, Was a hug, Someone to listen, Someone to see, the tears I hold back, That just yearns to fall, the smiles I show on display, That just wants to end the show, And hope somebody knows, Not to wonder "if" If I departed from this cruel world, If I disappeared, would anyone notice, And if so, Would they even shed a tear, When they could even hear, My silent screams for help, Even in my fear, No-one stopped by, No voices, No hand, No-one that even cared to understand, No-one cared to stand by my side, All I wanted, Was my thoughts to ease, And not for me to wish to flea, They unfold in a timeless motion, Drifts like a dream, Moves like time itself, they don't stop, Just run in circles, Like a fun game, Laughing at my pain, The pain they laugh at everyday, the pain that adds on everyday, Every minute, Every second, they don't waste time, even through my rhymes, They still find me every time, at night they get louder, I learned to smile, To walk away, And look okay, To shut my mouth and say "Im fine", For my pillow to carry my tears, For my arms to wrap around a lifeless plush, Because I feel alone, But not fully, Alone with my thoughts, I want hugs, I love hugs, I need a hug, Arms wrapping around me, Not quick, Long and meaningful, like nothing else matters, but I cant help but wonder, If I disappear from this life, That I have been gifted, Would I be gifted peace, Would anyone stop, Or care, Or would I vanish in the air, Would they reread my texts, Or move on to the next, Like a stranger passing by, A masked face no-one knew, I try to smile, I try to laugh, It only works on the outside, Cause every joke, Every fake "Im fine", Just feels like I'm running out of time, Im tired of feeling alone, And always on my own, Like I'm invisible, In a crowded elevator, Like I bring nothing but gloom, But all I ask is for someone real, Someone who listens to how I feel, Who listens, Who stays, Who wont pretend, Not me just being a phase, But i'm still here, I stayed, But if I didn't, Would they notice, Would it matter, Fading in silence, Silent screams, An unseen dark, Wondering if I ever really left a mark, Or even a single spark.
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Im young, And my life has already gone, Down hill, I don't love myself, My grades are a tragedy, I don't have good memory, But somehow, I only remember the bad things, The hurt, The betrayal, The suffering, The cuts, The loss of love, The loss of trust, The blood dripping from my wrist, Fists to my face, The deleterious words, That come to me, And doesn't leave, Like an everyday reminder, They always have a way to reach me, Like a finder, They run in my head, Nonstop, At least until my head pops, There’s no sun up there, But my head feels hot, There's no weights height up there, But my head feels heavy, Carry thoughts, Like a river stream, Non with hearts, All of my hearts Have been hit by carts, Maybe I'm dramatic, Or my hearts hit by static, Or maybe I just need, A life long nap.
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Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 10:29 PM UTC
A Down Hill Teen Life
My wounds are healing, I still have no feeling, You cut wounds in my brain, That just wont fade, I cut wounds in my veins, They have healed and sealed, But yet, I don't feel, The wounds were temporary, The torment was permanent, Was this meant to goal, A whole in my soul, Well you met your goal, Are you proud Now my thoughts are loud, And I feel like i'm in the pound, Screaming in silence, Without a sound, No voice, No choice, All because of one person, Not me, Not he, Or she, But thee
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Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 10:17 PM UTC
Healing Wounds
I run for hours and hours, Not even taking the time to smell the flowers, More hours, More running, Not even stopping, I don't know what i'm running from, Cant see it, I can hear it, I can feel its presence, Cold, Hits me like a slap in the face, There different voices, A man seeking someone, A women screaming, A blood curdling screams for help, But the worst is the silence, No noise, Not a sound, No screams, No seeking, Just nothing, Nothing at all, I run and I run through pure darkness, From a far, I see a car, I think maybe, Just maybe, I can drive away from my problems, Away from everything, I drive, I drive, And I drive, The car breaks down shortly, I yell in anger, Time to go back on foot, And hope to find some loot, The voice get louder, They tell me, I cant run, Hide, Or find, And to do as my mind says, Then I hear laughter, I stop and I scream, When will this end, Will this ever end, Then silence comes again, And I just run again, Hours turn to days, The flowers are rotting And so are my insides, Days of, Torture, Pain, Suffering, Fear and doubt, Days to months, Months of darkness, Like when I close my eyes, Like black ink, Voices, Confusion, And being alone, Hours turn to days to months, Hours days, months of, Pain, Suffering, Fear, Doubt, Darkness, Voices, Confusion, And being hurt and alone, Now its been years, The voices are louder, And they speak to me again, I say hello to see if there still there, They speak again, They speak of an exit, Away from it all, They tell me to stop running from myself, To take the way out, I see a knife, A knife in a distance, And I think, And say to myself, This is my last run, I take the knife, Point, eject, It all goes black again, I wake to an alarm as loud as a farm, With no more harm, And the last voice I hear is, Your were running from your problems, And that's when I realize, I was the problem, The endless, Running, Hiding, Seeking, When all I needed was a mirror, And this all could have ended faster, And saved me the disaster.
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Mar 20
Mar 20, 2026 at 11:31 PM UTC
Running From My Problems
I run for hours and hours, Not even taking the time to smell the flowers, More hours, More running, Not even stopping, I don't know what i'm running from, Cant see it, I can hear it, I can feel its presence, Cold, Hits me like a slap in the face, There different voices, A man seeking someone, A women screaming, A blood curdling screams for help, But the worst is the silence, No noise, Not a sound, No screams, No seeking, Just nothing, Nothing at all, I run and I run through pure darkness, From a far, I see a car, I think maybe, Just maybe, I can drive away from my problems, Away from everything, I drive, I drive, And I drive, The car breaks down shortly, I yell in anger, Time to go back on foot, And hope to find some loot, The voice get louder, They tell me, I cant run, Hide, Or find, And to do as my mind says, Then I hear laughter, I stop and I scream, When will this end, Will this ever end, Then silence comes again, And I just run again, Hours turn to days, The flowers are rotting And so are my insides, Days of, Torture, Pain, Suffering, Fear and doubt, Days to months, Months of darkness, Like when I close my eyes, Like black ink, Voices, Confusion, And being alone, Hours turn to days to months, Hours days, months of, Pain, Suffering, Fear, Doubt, Darkness, Voices, Confusion, And being hurt and alone, Now its been years, The voices are louder, And they speak to me again, I say hello to see if there still there, They speak again, They speak of an exit, Away from it all, They tell me to stop running from myself, To take the way out, I see a knife, A knife in a distance, And I think, And say to myself, This is my last run, I take the knife, Point, eject, It all goes black again, I wake to an alarm as loud as a farm, With no more harm, And the last voice I hear is, Your were running from your problems, And that's when I realize, I was the problem, The endless, Running, Hiding, Seeking, When all I needed was a mirror, And this all could have ended faster, And saved me the disaster.
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Just some extra feelings, At least I was taught, Fear, Sadness, Anger, Happiness, All extra feelings, For as far as I'm concerned, As I tear apart, All my feelings, Buried inside, They don't stay quiet, They follow me still, In the back of my mind, Against my own will, They sit in silence, Wait till dark, Turning every thought, Left there to rot.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 11:22 PM UTC
Just Some Extra Feelings
You cry, And I sigh, You say I'm heartless, I ask, Heartless, Or broken, Heartless, Or numb, Heartless, Or empty, You say "I'm a kid", What could I possibly gone through, You would know if you didn't break my trust, But now the trust is rusted, You would have known about my, Overthinking, Fake friends, Depression, Trust issues, Toxic family fights, Things you could have prevented, Like the cuts in my veins, My suicide thoughts, The times I tried to end it all, And wanted to fall, Or kept me sane And away from, The pain I felt, But instead, My heart has melted and wilted, And I have felt it.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 11:01 PM UTC
Am I Empty
The words you said, The words you feed, Hurt worse than the blade in my veins, I ask, Did I do something wrong, Are you hurt, Or is another ones pain your, Joy, Happiness Delight, Benefit, Fortune, Everything you hope and dream for, You cant get enough, Always wanting more, Your joy is my, Pain, Suffering, Depression, Tears, Fears, Or maybe you just want me gone, But if so don't worry, The day will be soon, And your wish will be my command.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 8:14 PM UTC
The Words Cut Deeper Than The Cuts In My Veins
The day you left, The day you left you said you loved me, The day you left you said you cared about me, I ask myself if I did something wrong, Or did you leave just for fun? I cry for days wondering if it was me, But it was thee, I fell and scraped my knee, Running for the door, For you, Though you were already on the other side, Leaning on the door crying, Pleading for you to come back, But you never do, I did my part, I tried my best, But all you ever did was rip out my heart, I hope your happy, My love was real, Yours was ****** I hope now you see what thee did to me.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 8:05 PM UTC
The Day You Stopped Coming Back
My pain is your gain, I tried and I cried, And yet my heart feels fried, I sigh out crying within, Hoping acting like its nothing, When its something, Will mean defeat, I take the heat everyday, Hoping one day this will all end, For now I take it, And I hate it, You make me, Hate myself, Hate my life, Dry out all my tears, Till there's none left, Now I wish, I could disappear, And they'll be none left of me, And that's all because of thee.
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Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 7:52 PM UTC
I Hurt So You Can Heal