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chelsealou
chelsealou
Hey guys I'm 18 and I'm senior in high school. I hope you guys like my poems. I am a Christian. Taken :) If you need some one to talk to message me. I don't judge people.:)
Why do you keep relapsing? Well, Its like yours mind give s you a hunderd reasons To be happy. And your depression says Wait. Here's a reason to be sad. Every single thing thats wrong, That you have done wrong In your entire life. All of the memories And then that voice over rules Everything.
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 9:12 AM UTC
The Voices
Home alone. You break down, letting out everything, crying as loud as you can. Your family come home, and here you go. Fake smile,fake laugh, pretend everything okay. They do not suspect a thing. They do not suspect their child is broken and falling apart.
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 7:04 PM UTC
Broken!
Everyday it gets harder. Everyday it is a nightmare progressing on and on. Everyday is another prayer echoing from my bones, asking God to please take me now. Everyday I close up more and more. It is getting more impossible to stay here. Everyday I feel myself die more and more. When I lay down each night, I wonder how ill leave this hell.. I never felt so much pain.
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 1:07 PM UTC
So much pain!
Just one cut, During the night, Crimson red that feels so right. Drops that last all through the night, Your only friend, A shiny knife. The ones you love, Only judge, so no one knows, The horrible curse. You start out young, Then move on,   The marks are deep, The scars are long. The ones that stop you, Care the most, The ones that don't, Just let you go... You try to stop, But thoughts come back, You mark again, It's not your last. You are the smart, You hide the marks, Beneath layers of cloth, In hidden spots. The very next day, the thoughts come back, It starts all again, the marks are back, that forever last Only some, Who truly know, The life of having a horrible curse....
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Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
curse
When the urges are to high, take some time to breath.. I know is hard to breath then, but you will get through this.. This storm won't last forever, take some time to look back at your life. It may seem like it was horrible and not worth the memory's, but your wrong.. God put you here for a reason. So when you get those thoughts and urges. Just take 15 minutes and, breath, and try to relax. Do something that will get your mind of those things. God will never put something in your life, that he knows you can't handle. You can get through it with his help, and your strength in him..
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
15 minute rule!!
The sweetest lie I told myself The lie was sweet as honey I told myself I wasn't in love Although I am going crazy You are always in my mind You are there all the time Although I'm afraid to admit I can't sleep nor could I eat I only think about you That is all I could do My greatest fear that I know Is that I'm afraid to be alone But the worst thing than being alone Is watching you leave outside my door With somebody by your side The moment when you left mine
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
Sweetest Lie
i just want to stay home the world is full of ******** that want to break your heart and ex-girlfriends that want to break your face i just want to stay home id rather not waste the make up
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 2:08 PM UTC
anti-social
Don't you dare tell  me I am beautiful. Until you have seen my scars... That are craved into my body, and the blood that pours out of my soul.. Don't you dare tell me I am lovely, until I completely shut you out of my life.. Because I swore to myself, you are just like the others and you will get sick of me..... Don't you dare tell me I am flawless, until you have seen me break down in tears.. I will show you the darkness  that's inside me that's consumes me, and you will run away form me... But  if you, have seen my scars, my bitterness, and darkness... Then I might believe you....
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Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
Don't you dare...