it's 6:10 in the evening,
i wouldn't prefer to be here
i'd rather much choose to leave.
it's not like i have the biggest choice.
though being with you,
is one of them.
being with you,
rather than listening
to boy bands sing
about how girls
should love theirselves.
as i said,
i'd much rather leave
with you by my side.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
A year ago I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I never fit in.
I cried because school was hard and I didn’t understand.
I cried because I loved but was not loved back.
I cried because I fell in with the wrong crowd.
I cried because I was sick of crying.
I cried because at several points..
Death seemed easier.
This year I sat in bed and cried.
I cried because I felt like I fit in.
I cried because I started getting A’s.
I cried because I loved and was loved back.
I cried because I’m finally with the right crowd.
I cried because I was happy.
I cried because I finally realized..
People weren’t being cliché when they said it gets better because it really does.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 6:28 PM UTC
When you let go of the negative
And embrace the positive,
When you decide to smile
Instead of frown,
When you destroy your demons
And stop listening to them,
When you open your windows
And breathe the life around you,
You finally feel this wondrous sensation
Called happiness
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
sadly, this isn't a poem. nor is it anything worth reading; however, I feel as if this is the only source of life I have.
I think I was recovering, but I failed myself. I am no longer the many years sober as I once was - I havd nothing to be proud of.
I am miserable & I hate myself.
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
it has appeared to me that I have been
so terribly upset and ungrateful.
until I met you, I haven't been able to
see the light from the dark.
you make me smile,
and for once, I am happy.
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
I met a boy today who told me he liked me.
he was gorgeous like a summer sunset, just like he described me.
I told him that I felt amazing with him by my side, but I was too late.
He had grew older.
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC
his eyes were like the northern lights
the way they shined so loud and looked so bright
the way his nose would crinkle along with his eyes as he heard about a fascinating journey once made by my granddad
he'd always lean up on his elbows going forward as if the closer he got the more realistic the story would get and oh the places he'd go
beauty was his name and I was quite lucky to call him mine though now he's alone in the cold and sadly I'm spoiled with warmth
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
**that's the time the clock reads
when i am desperately trying to sleep**
my eyes burn and my throat is closing, oh how i hate myself
i hate myself for allowing you to come into my mind and rip out the parts that used to shine
it's 9:03 and i am wishing to finally be free
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
my music isn't loud enough to drown out her voice and my fingernails are too dull to scratch her touch out of my skin and my lungs are on fire without her icy personality to cool me down
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
I'm sorry for
not being good enough,
and I'm sorry for
crying all the time.
I'm sorry for
being a disgrace,
and taking up space.
Goodbye.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 10:23 PM UTC