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c0urtney
c0urtney
a day in the life
there is no use talking about it. no one knows the cause of these tragedies, and pointing fingers will do nothing but hurt the community even further. it saddens me to hear those who can't possibly understand generalize and make assumptions because they have no idea how tough it is. no idea. don't tell me you understand how he felt, because you as well are stressed, and so that automatically puts you in the same situation. you are wrong. stress is a problem, but it is not the problem. i am finding flaws with the solution that has been proposed. sure, it is a great solution that will make all of our lives much easier. but it doesn't address the main cause of these horrible events. and the fact that no one sees this is what really makes me sad. and it makes me even sadder that this has become normal.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
bad days
i am a storm. i wreck everything around me. it's safe to say i wreak havoc, for that is all i've known how to do.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
storm
i had a good day yesterday. i finally felt happy, i felt that maybe i should stay. i had a good day yesterday. i shared laughs with my friends, i saw some color; everything wasn't so gray. i had a good day yesterday. i had some free time, i discovered new music to play. i had a good day yesterday. but it took a 180 degree turn for the worst, i found i am no where close to okay.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
i had a good day yesterday
trying to turn your life around is a lot harder than you'd think. constant reminders of your failures, it seems i just can't get away. i know what's best for me, i really do. but somehow i don't deserve it at all.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC
Untitled
the skin on her wrists was like paper and their words sharpened the knife.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 1:34 AM UTC
Untitled
Spend all this time picking the parts of you that seem important. Making yourself into the perfect package that everyone should want. Losing yourself in the competition and acceptance is the prize.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
growing up
I want to move to a big city who's lights provide guidance, who's places provide endless opportunities, and who's people allow invisibility.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
-starting over-
She looks all around her, captivated by bursts of color of every size, shape, wishing she was one of them. For people find beauty in flowers, and that's all she wants.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
-invisible-
day, sun warms my body laughter fills my mouth to paint the picture of happiness night, shadows creep closer music fills my ears i try to drown my thoughts of uselessness which me is alive?
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 3:30 PM UTC
-alive-
words. whispered through cracked lips to break the sound of tears drip drip dripping down words. shouted amidst the hum to differentiate from the life living around you words. evenly and thoughtfully strung together to cover up everything that eats you alive at night words overused useless words
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Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
-voices in my head-