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XanderLee
15/Trans Male I'm a trans guy that writes depressing poetry
I don’t know what to write I just wish that maybe it would be tonight I wish I could finally leave Maybe then they’ll start to believe It wasn’t just some silly faze Just another strange craze This is part of me I’m dying to make them see I’ll cut my hair Not just for some silly Dare I’ll bind my chest And know I’m still among the blessed That I have the best of friends And there will be no dead ends The future is mine alone It is mine to own No one is going to stop me From being free So you’d better be ready You better hold steady Because I’m coming for you And there’s not a ****** thing I can’t do
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Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
Untitled
I hope I’m dreaming All I can hear is screaming That’s why I’m telling you I don’t know if I can do Anything right Maybe I should walk towards that light I’ve been through a lot of pain There has to be something to gain But I can’t find it And I don’t know how to fit Into the boxes I’m supposed to check Sometimes my life feels like a wreck My parents think I’m fine But really I’m walking a fragile line One wrong move and it’s all over I’ll need to find a quote to cover To mark my grave And really, the only thing I crave Is to be accepted But my mind has been intercepted I don’t know what to do Or where to go No one knows what I’ve been through Or how I’ll grow But hopefully this isn’t my last rhyme or line On death row
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
Dreams or Nightmares
You knock me down I get back up I ask for water you fill my cup With poison and I can’t stand I slowly begin to feel your hand Wrapping around my throat to cut it off I gasp for air and you just scoff After all I’m a nothing in your pure mind And I find myself trying to rewind To a time where everything was alright I would stay up all night Having a good time Then suddenly I hear a chime I know it’s time for me to go And take me out of this endless sorrow
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
Untitled
Somehow it’s the pain that keeps me going Whether it’s the red from my wrist that’s flowing Or the pain from my binder that’s so tight I can barely breathe The pain somehow keeps me from joining those beneath The earth that everybody walks so lightly When everything painful in this world keeps me hanging on so tightly I don’t know when it all started to disappear Maybe it’s when people decided that they couldn’t be near Or maybe it was when I put on the tie And suddenly it all became a lie Just to keep from ending it all I suddenly hear a loud call And I think this is the end for me And then I start to see That all this pain that I put myself through Is just to hide from the scars that were left by you
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 7:40 PM UTC
Pain
I got home after school with a pain in my chest and back I went back to my room and somehow took a deep breath and begin the process of slowly removing the pressure Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to remove all of it but the majority was gone As the pain became smaller, so did I Somehow the pain helps me through the day It helps me feel like myself and like I belong But there is always the constant question of “are the constant back aches and rib pains worth it” But then I see myself and I realize that there is not gain in life without a little pain
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
Constriction
I’m sitting in my living room It’s a weekend and I could be hanging out with friends or watching movies or anything other than listening to poetry and playing video games I decide I’m going to steal a car and drive somewhere because why the hell not and my brother goes “Take the tow truck” I tell him no, that I would rather not And he says “it’s just because it’s too slow for you” And I say “no, I would just rather drive something else” To which he replies “mmmmhhhmmmm” As though he knows what I want and I don’t And then I realize people have been doing that to me my whole life Whether it be what haircut I want or what my personal style is Everyone has always tried to tell me what I want but never succeeded Then I realize that maybe it’s time to do what I want for a change
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
What I want
One day you'll wake up and maybe it'll be a dream. Al the things that made you scream They no longer hurt you I know all the things you've been through They just make you stronger And make your love last longer. So hold in there, I know it's not what you want me to say But I really just want you to stay
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Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
How you feel