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chlobearrr
chlobearrr
Chloe. / 15 years young. / Some of my poems are poems, some of them are just me venting.
It's funny how such little things can ruin my day. I try not to let it happen, but it just does....
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
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Around other people she starts thinking maybe she's okay but when she's by herself she falls apart, all the good feelings slip away her self hatred and sadness come back So she takes a swig of the bottle and lights a cig from the pack. Packs a bowl and smokes it to her face, why does she have to feel like such a god **** disgrace? She's trying to escape reality, can't deal with her ****** up mentality Always struggling to hide the pain fake a smile and go on with her day.
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
Maybe she's not okay.
When I see you, The memories come flooding back, And they drown me.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
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To this day you've never given me a reason why you left. You just did. You abandoned me, And acted like I wasn't worth an explanation. You broke my heart. And You ******* destroyed me.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
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I'm always in my own little world. Always. I interact with people but I don't feel anything, There's no real emotion. I've forgotten how to feel, I'm constantly numb to everything, Lost in a secret place That my brain pushes me to.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
My own little world.
I feel like my life is falling apart right in front of my face and there's nothing I can do about it... And that scares me more than anything.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC
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Just for once in my pathetic life I want someone to be afraid of losing me...
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
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Cigs, Alcohol, Mary Jane, It's what I need To drown the pain. You say they're bad, But I say they're good. You tell me to quit, If I cared I would.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC
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And when I think of you, I feel better. Like maybe my heart is fixable.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
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We live in a place Where a warm heart and a good soul are no good to have unless you have beauty, And that, I think, Is the saddest thing of all.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
Just a thought.