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kindhands
37/M/United Kingdom My name is Andy, I'm 36 years old, and I have written spoken word poems as a way of capturing the essence of my existence, and now I wish to share my writings because it may help other people going through similar difficulties.
twist and turn scream and burn take a match to my mind trapped and still i yearn
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Mar 17, 2025
Mar 17, 2025 at 10:52 AM UTC
Still I Yearn
the fear that binds the wall that hides the truth is non logical but rational divides the self and keeps me aloof must be named but not shamed to make me whole it serves a use that has no use fear is the function of the wound the causation of confusion and its taken root
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Mar 17, 2025
Mar 17, 2025 at 10:51 AM UTC
Fear is the Function
i had a slice of normality the other day and it was ******* delicious
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Mar 9, 2025
Mar 9, 2025 at 8:44 AM UTC
A Slice
please dont feed me to the vultures im already skin and bone
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Mar 9, 2025
Mar 9, 2025 at 8:43 AM UTC
Skin and Bone
give me something real a hand to hold so i can feel not just a flailing soul lost in lifes bitter gale torn and tethered hands of steel give me something real a hand to hold so i can feel
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Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 9:16 AM UTC
a hand to hold
too much honey don't feel right these scars are warm and they're shapin the night breathe deep shake n fight
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Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 3:44 AM UTC
Too much honey
i think we got it wrong when we think of strong for its not a mind that thinks of me and mine or controlled by need or greed its one thats gone inside and dissolved all internal needs and turns towards the world with hearts and hands of kind
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Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 1:12 PM UTC
I Think We Got It Wrong
this rubiks cube is spinning & dancing and im always ******* grasping empty hands clasp again im tired of this grey noose house of straw built once more or will it take root share your words share your thoughts help me navigate
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Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 1:07 PM UTC
Rubiks Cube
this nauseating numbness eats away day after day endless relentless repressive scream and still the water drips tipping me from restless ripping me towards a man whos broken and helpless it wears me down screaming hoarse and breathless it dont change day after day grab it but i cant catch it its my life and its passing me by
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Feb 25, 2025
Feb 25, 2025 at 7:40 AM UTC
Nauseating Numbness