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bryce-ewing
I'm 18 my name is Bryce. The suit I wear to cover up who I truly am is to lock out people I don't trust here I can express what goes on in my mind and possibly find people who understand. Yes I'm a stoner. Don't like what I write? Then fuck off I could care less.
You made me feel You made me fall I wish I could fix you I wish I could help But no matter what I say or do Your still in hell You say its not my fault But I know thats not true You don't believe me When I say I love you I get angry I get frustrated You thought I'd leave But ive always waited All your pain All your rage No matter what My feelings won't change.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
painful feelings
These cuts bleed The devils seed Nobody notices Nobody cares Always ignored Never noticed I begin to feel better As my wrists get redder I just want to forget To quit being reminded Of the past behind me I just want to live in peace No more emotions No more pain Only happiness Is that too much to ask I often think of the fall I often think of deaths call And someday soon under light of the moon I will answer....
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:14 PM UTC
suicidal tendencies
A dimly lit night Locked up inside With no one in sight In love with someone Who's just out of sight Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide I must endure What I feel inside No hugs No comfort Only depression And hurt No one to kiss No one to hold No one to love Until I grow old Why can't I die Bottle it up Time up and get high
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
all alone