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jelly-belly
Poems? Not really. More like journals. My thoughts. / Don't be too hard on yourself, take it easy.
Life starts as a clean slate. A child, a babe, Innocent. When you are born, you have done no wrong. But every single day after that, Every extra day you breath, you do something wrong. But today, You begin anew. I grant you a fresh start, A second chance, Call it what you will. Don't dwell on the past, Focus on the life you want. Work for it. Begin anew.
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Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC
Begin anew
You hate me I hate me Everybody hates me I just can't believe how stupid I am It was such a simple **** up Just a double check. Know you know and I ****** up Any chance I had is gone **** I just wish I were dead.
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
Hate me
Once upon a time I died a little, and I have not lived since then.
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
Once upon a time (10words)
Once, I was strong. So I stretched it. Then, it was fine, so I let keep going. Something happened, so back I pulled. for a while, it stopped and I grew stronger again, But the pressure came on and now-- I've snapped.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 4:48 AM UTC
Stretch of the imagination
So very scared....
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 7:18 PM UTC
I'm scared
Don't cut, my dear. Without blood, how will you blush when I hold you? Don't hate yourself. You've nothing to loathe. Especially with me beside you every step of the way. Don't pierce, my dear. Your heart has taken the arrow too much for the skin to take the needle. Don't drink, my dear. I'm sure your lips are intoxicating without it. Don't cry, my dear. I would prefer that your eyes were clear, so I could give the gazing they are overdue. Don't laugh, my dear. I may live because of you.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
Alternative to Self-harm
This empty talk, it hurts me, My tears make it hard to see. All my smiles are fake I'm about to break And I just don't know who to be.
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 8:43 PM UTC
The unhappy little poem
I don't think you kniw what it's really like to break You say that's what you did, but I'd just call it being a ***** Because breaking is when you can't resist the pull of your addiction to the blade, And breaking is when you've held the pills to your lips and not even felt sorry. Breaking is not needing to be alone, Breaking is not a single panic attack. I understand that life is **** But You haven't broken yet.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
Sometimes I don't think you understand
Something I am left without A driving force that leads me To the right place, The right actions. I'm lost What am I here for Like that midnight walk when you were sure that you wanted something, but you lost it in the process. WHY I can't take it! Like looking out a window, expecting something to be there But you just see the same old neighborhood Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting results and I'm going insane the way that all things go But it's not my fault! Can't you see it's not myfault I meant to do something but helpI cant gdet what I wanted to getIm going crazypleasehelpme ivelost my Purpose.
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May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 5:42 AM UTC
Purpose
Ranting Screaming Cussing in my head because my anger cannot be stopped I am not a mindless sheep, Not a child to be patronized and pitied Don't laugh at me I don't need your sympathies If you care so much then why did you leave
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC
Anger issues