My anxiety is eating me alive,
Scraping out every little morsel it can find.
And there's nothing to ease the pain,
That I feel in my ever-eroding brain.
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
It seems to me
That life is full of guarantees,
Dreams bound to come true
And the promise of another morning's dew
I know of many lovely things
Such as the gift of a lover's ring,
A white dress made of lace
And the smile on a future child's face
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC
I used to pick up a pen
Or start typing away
And tell of all the secrets
I had been dying to say
But the words won't flow
They just never sound right
Everything is stuck
I can't win this fight
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 8:05 PM UTC
I once wrote a poem
Of a girl that I knew
But I no longer feel the same
So take this poem to be true
This girl that I know
Acts blonder than her hair
She likes to put on a show
And got caught shoplifting at Claire's
She surrounds herself with guys
And Miley Cyrus magazines
She has the prettiest eyes
And would die for a benzodiazepine
She hates her size, and her thighs
But she really just can't see
It's in vain that she tries
Because she is nothing but perfect to me
I've never felt better
Than with this girl that I know
She's cuter than an Irish Red and White Setter
Hannah, I love you
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 6:27 PM UTC
The hardest thing to handle
It seems
Is that the things which bring me solace
Don't come naturally to me
I waste my days away
Waiting patiently
For a habit or a hobby
That will instantly set me free
I sit and I stir with anxiety
And I hope faithfully
But I have found nothing
And nothing will find me
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
I get this feeling every time I pass over a bridge
That I could just float on down
And swim all the way to Madrid
Or how about what I feel when I see a train
That I could just leave all my renown
And ride all the way to Ukraine
Let's not forget the feeling of having a plan
To leave this piece of **** town
And run away, even to Iran
Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
My fingers are calloused
From the strings of my guitar
Just as my mind is filled with malice
From all of these scars
My heart is weighed down
From the numerous burdens
My physiognomy forever a frown
From all of the exertion
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 9:03 PM UTC
I find myself to be easily entertained
Yet I could fall asleep
At the sound of your name
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
I see how other people feel
I watch how they act
And I can't help but notice
That I'm not like that
I don't smile
I hardly laugh
I get so nervous
I can't even talk
I look like a *****
I feel so insecure
I was easily forgotten
I am nothing yet
But I have a friend
And I have a future
I'm working on it
I know I can do it
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
there is a tone in the air
I breathe it in deep
and say a quick prayer
so that I might fall asleep
there is a noise in my ear
that is constantly humming
filling me with a fear
to which I am succumbing
there is a thought in my head
of what happens in the sea
as tears are being shed
as my weaknesses call to me
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC