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ash-saveman
ash-saveman
20/Genderqueer I'm in highschool / I love the arts / I've been writing as long as I can remember / I'm depressed, have several anxiety disorders and bipolar / / After about 4 years of not writing I'm back. No longer in highschool. Turns out not bipolar, just misdiagnosed
Mother knows Stranger in my bedroom Please don't touch me "Oh but I already have" Mommy don't leave me It hurts Don't want to be touched there "You mean like this?" No stop I cry He will be back Face smothered Can't breathe Please don't **** me Be thankful No one else could love you Look at you pathetic mess Please not again Face in pillow Hand on my throat Knife near by Heart pounding Mouth dry Tears streaming I said no Please stop Don't hurt me Hard thrusts Body bleeding I cant sleep
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 2:56 PM UTC
Mother Knows
Slash slash Knife in hand Slash slash Thoughts in head Slash slash Skin red Slash slash Wake up dead
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 2:46 PM UTC
Slash slash
Stay up Always late Eyes open Heart pounding Wide awake Please go away Voices in my head Can not be left Body shaking Blood dripping Not okay Not okay
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 2:44 PM UTC
Not okay
I'm in love My soul burns I'm in love I look into soultry dark eyes I hear the soft whispers of his voice, Feel the touch of his breathe dancing across my neck I'm in love My heart aches His passion burns me His distance freezes me The dark abyss inside grows deeper I'm all alone My feelings swirl I'm all alone Darkness spreads Loneliness grips I'm all alone No one wants me
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Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 11:07 AM UTC
Teddy
Peeking out of the darkness Hidden for so long Fleeing Running Always escaping Always alone Longing for connection Peeking, is anyone there? Moving Swirling The darkness flows with me Can you see it? Can you see me peeking through the darkness?
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Feb 12, 2020
Feb 12, 2020 at 10:09 PM UTC
Peeking
Imagining his voice, his scent, the way he would cup my face, his control. Reliving the **** reliving the abuse Hating myself I did this I should have left A year ago it hurts Don't talk about it it never happened Scared comming out I was ***** and abused by my boyfriend said he loved me used me and threw me out for the next took my virginity my innocence my body held onto my mind he dosen't let go his face haunts me every day, moving to the otherside of the world and he stays put in me Hating myself for being *****
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
My fault
beautiful deep purtruding marks **** pain past anguish memories roadmaps bodies skin human
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
Scars
I know a girl made out of rose petals she has words seared into her her heart pricked with thorns fingers trace her skin, soft, delicate petals it crumples and falls away, reveling a cold void underneath where she has been hurt too often; the coldness seeps out; the words roar to life, consume her she falls away, gone to the wind.
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC
Rose girl
What it feels like to od Your mind is screaming, fingers fumbling You poor down the pills Throat burning, but all you can think about is pooring down more ***** covers your body Everything shaking, spinning, darking You lose focus on everything but the white, red, and blue pills almost patriotic The ***** dosen't stop you try to keep it down, but it burns it way up and out Soon whole pills come up this just makes you more determined to swallow more You just want it to end, no matter the pain Hearing gunshots out your window, wishing it was you Layng there, weak, covered in your own ***** then suddenly dog barking EMTs running through the house shining a Flash light in your face, Screaming "what did you take!" blank stare, mind too foggy again "what did you take!" mind reeling, stomach lurching, vomiting screaming again "*Into the bag. ***** into to the bag, we need to analize it*" ****** into and amulance you're too young, you're too young, you're too... black out
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Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 5:14 PM UTC
OD
The truth about love Is that there is no truth Love is a chemical imbalance in the head It doesn't last and always leaves depression in it's wake
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
The truth about love