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a-lil-artist
a-lil-artist
15/Gender Fluid/Athens, TX I love cats, metal music, and art. Cats are the only companions I really need. Metal helps me through my depression and anger. And art is any and everything I can do to express myself. I'm also bi and I love myself for who I am.
When I'm anywhere close to you, I can't seem to figure out what to do Cuz after years of keeping my emotions sealed I dont know how to feel So as you reach out your hand and arm, One that's been abused and brought to harm, I'm lost in what I want to do Cuz I feel something so strongly for you But I don't know what I'm feeling, I don't know what emotion you've been unsealing And I want to get close to you, but I'm lost, I want to understand, but I fear the cost I dont think I could live without you, But I dont know if my emotions are true. Why am I so mentally ****** that I can't just see That I think I do want you to be with me
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
IDK What I Want
Theres a quiet "tick tock" In the chiming of a clock That seems to drain your life away But since your already dying Theres no use trying And this is probably your last day The floor is stained maroon I didn't expect it so soon But now you lay there is decay Your death was all too sad And really quite bad But I think I'll pass on the dismay
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Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
A Rhyme About Dying
You think all is fine then there’s a trigger and you start to change, and you go deeper Deeper down to a stifling air where you can’t cope and you’re filled with despair A despair that eats you from the inside and you sit and waste away, wishing you could have died And as you wish for death you sink to the ground and wallow in your pain, until you hear a sound And with that sound something in you switches back on and fills you with hope so you trudge on And on you go, out of the dark To see a little light shine, and because of that You think all is fine
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 1:51 PM UTC
The Cycle
People look at me all alone And like to assume that I'm lonely Yet they can't seem to see That I'm not on my own, Because I can talk to the monsters under my bed I can be friends with the voices in my head I can get along with the devil who took my soul And make room for the ghosts who filled the hole I can go play with the creatures in the woods Or talk to the man who gives me my druggy goods, And I can call all the demons by name And we can all get together And be alone with each other Because we all like our solitary the same
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 3:56 PM UTC
Solitary ≠ Alone
You don't have to accept me, Nor understand this **** But please hear this last plea And stop punishing me for it. I can be who I want to be, I don't need a permission or permit But I still want to make you see, And of your mistakes, admit. For still now, you won't let me be, And your single-mindedness won't quit, And my pain, you won't see, Because you still try to rid me of it.
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Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
Dear Parents
There is absolutely nothing to see here Nothing at all, whatsoever But please do appreciate this poem Because as a filler of space, its rather clever
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC
Next Poem Please
Dear Criminal, As you sat there before me, in prison chains I couldn’t help but wonder if a while ago Your circumscription and castigation would be quite the same Because for now, no matter the caliber of deed been done You end up in a somber place of confinement Where we all keep getting locked up one by one But at least be glad, dear malefactor, that it isn’t 1675 For back then and in your position How do I put this… well, you wouldn’t be quite so alive
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:48 PM UTC
Dear Criminal
How evil you are Judging the actions of all You affect our mind and our daily lives And try to make us fall
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
Hater
I painted a beautiful rainbow today And then put it right on top of the toilet But my friends told me to not So I looked at them in dismay For they did not understand me yet That a rainbow should always lead to a ***
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:44 PM UTC
Where the Rainbow Goes
Today I write this as I sit Upon the commode to take a **** For at this time my thoughts roam free And anything can be made known to me
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC
Knowledge and Inspiration