The silence slowly kills me
Reminding me that I'm alone
The silence is killing me
For I have no body
I'm alone
I'm in pain
I can't help but to cry
The tears fall
From my sparkling eyes
For I'm hurt
And scared
I can't tell what the future holds
But it's definitely becoming cold
Let me live
Let me fight
Let me in to the light
Let me sound
My voice away
Until I break this silent day
It's just me
I'm alone
Let me go
Back my light
Back to my happiness
LET ME BREAK THIS SILENCE
LET ME LOVE
LET ME LIVE
LET ME GOOO
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:44 AM UTC
I've fought this battle for so long
I'm tired of fighting
Can this be over
So I can be happy
Is that even possible
I'm questioning
This battle should be over
It's leaving me wounded
I can't heal myself
I am broken
I cry out into the silence
For I am alone
In this war
I can't fight this anymore
Because
I'm weak
And I'm broken too
Someone please put me in too
The light where I once was
The light where I miss
The light that was taken by my demons
Which lurk in the dark
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
I've fallen down
I've fallen in
To the old me
To who I used to be
I have become
The person I wish I wasn't
I tried so hard
I tried for so long
To keep the past out of my life
But I've fallen down
I've fallen in
A portal has been opened
It's made me fall
So far to the ground
I've fallen in my past
I've found
That was the person I had hoped was long gone
Turned out she was waiting for my life to go wrong
Now that it has I've fallen in
I can't come
For I'm too deep in
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:35 AM UTC
Poetry has always been a habit of mine
I used to write whenever I had time
I drifted away from this passion so quickly
I quite miss the words falling together
It's how I express myself
So I don't keep everything inside
I let strangers read my feelings
And suddenly I wish to hide
In a deep black hole
Where I cannot be found
My words may mean nothing to you
Though the words have feelings as well
As I begin to write these poems my brain begins to swell
Hoping to get the flowing perfect
That doesn't 't seem to happen often
I've forgotten my creativity
But never the passion for writing
I've always enjoyed the writing
Essays or stories may vary
I use to write poems
Although I feel my emotions are scary
I don't wish to be normal
I prefer to be inimitable
I don't wish to grow up
However I am quite mature
My studies and interests change quite often
For I change my mind quickly
Trying to decide which choice
Would make my life better
Poetry I've miss you dear
Writing I have returned here
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
As the teacher yells
I look at the others faces
And I can tell
The majority of them don't care
The teacher tries to better us
And all you hear is snares
The others laugh and joke
The teacher yells
She even threatens to
Call home and tell their parents
They think she's being funny
She tries her best to mature us
No one seems to realize
The power that she possesses
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 9:13 AM UTC
J-ust another person
E-xcited to write
S-arcastic
S-ensitive
I- ntelligent
C-reative
A-nxious
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
I liked you once
No one knew
But now suddenly
Out of the blue
I strangely have developed
The same old feelings for you
We both liked each other
You even asked me out
But I couldn't say yes
For my heart was taken by someone else
But we talk a lot
I enjoy talking to you
My feelings have come back to me
But I don't know about yours
My friends now know
That I like you again
And they will reach
To the ends to try and get
Me to ask you out
I want to but,
I am
Overtaken
With
Doubt...
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 9:30 AM UTC
I sometimes
No I always
Wonder if people
Would care about me more
If I was just another dead girl
It's least likely for nobody cares anyway
So they could say go **** yourself and not care if you do
I sometimes
No I always
Wonder if people
Would see me for who I was
No just another nobody or a wannabe
They wouldn't see me for the intelligent and pretty and kind girl I am
It's basically they are ignoring the fact you are actually human as well.
I sometimes
No I always
Wonder if people
Would actually miss me
Out of the love and pain of their heart
Not just cause I helped them with homework or a problem
I however
Never seem
To realize
That no one would care
Except my parents and my five friends
I fail
To realize
That nobody except my family and five friends
Will see me for the me I truly was
I fail
To realize
That nobody but my family and five friends
Will truthfully miss me
I fail to realize
Because I shield reality
So it don't break me
If I see reality I shed tears constantly
If I see reality I see how terrible this world is
And all I can wonder is
If I died
Who would care
If I died
Who would see me for who I actually am
If I died
Who would miss me
If I died
Why was I given suicidal thoughts to begin with
Why was I bullied so much
Why was I hurt so much
Why did everyone break me
Why did I have to cry at everything
Why couldn't I have been tougher
Why couldn't I have fought longer
Why didn't I keep the ones that loved me close
Why did I push my loved ones away
Why did I make so many mistakes
Why did I turn away from God so much
Why did I doubt God
Why did I lose my best friends
Why did I gain friends worth more that I deserve
Why am I treated so nicely when I am a bad person
Why
Why
Why do I wish I were dead?
I have life so good
So why do I want to end it so badly
No matter how much I oust the thoughts away
Suicide
Anxiety
Depression
Low self esteem
No confidence
They come back stronger than I can handle anymore
So I want to just end it all
The headaches
The heartaches
They all come back
When asked if I am okay
All I can reply is
I'm fine
It's all I can do
But the only question
I want people to ask is
Why?
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 7:42 AM UTC
Have you heard something you wish you shouldn't have
Today I did I wish I could forget
But it was very serious
So my mind is turning
Hoping that this person is okay
And that they are sad by the end of the day
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC
You shove me trying to make me fall
But I still yet stand mighty and tall
This makes you mad so you try another approach
However you just remind me of a roach
You creep you crawl you are very annoying
Go back to being a kid and toying with others
For I am not putting up with your childish acts
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 10:47 AM UTC