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margretta-alysse-herbert
margretta-alysse-herbert
American I am not special. I am not a beautiful or unique snowflake. I am the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
watching you pack your things and move all i can do is watch anymore not see, not feel, not even just be you hold me and sit while i cry on the bathroom floor but i am not there
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 3:54 AM UTC
i, too, am moving away
Drinking a stale beer that I snuck out of the fridge I feel so grown up I am here alone struggling to open this was a bad idea.
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Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
Stella Artois
Love takes form in many ways; more than just watching a sunset. It can appear as a stray cat clawing at your doorstep, or listening to the heartbeat of someone close to you. Even in the undying wind, there is love. You need only to look and you will see it.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 2:20 AM UTC
Love
today i asked myself what am i still living for? is there even anything i would die for? and this upset me more than it should, for i had no answer to either question
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 12:26 AM UTC
apathy
Suicide notes are things I often write as an apology I will never send to make me feel like I made it right I will never truly end my life nor will you ever see these essays of my distraught despair and strife
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
-Notes
I am sad I am hollow I am always around I cannot sleep I am silent I am the moon
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 1:40 PM UTC
I am the Moon
I haven't eaten anything all day except half an apple and my ego. And I am so very apathetic to my growing problems- escalating. I am scared that this is all just a lie you will wake up and feel shame and regret. I am so drugged, so very very drugged and forever lonely no matter what.
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
Hollow
there's a party going upstairs and thus i locked myself in the cool base ment to cry about how much i miss you and how much you help me feel like a child again
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 5:52 PM UTC
wish you were here
i want to go to the hospital i miss the pale sterility; human care on command i want to stop being illogical i miss childlike passivity; you just don't understand my existence is infinitesmal i'm a waste of human life but i want you to stay with me oh, please, at least for the night help me forget about this would-be i refuse to meet him in montauk or anywhere, for that matter the memory of him hurts me nothing he said, did, or could **** made me feel like i was better my existence is infinitesmal i'm a waste of human life but i want you to stay with me oh, please, at least for the night forget about the women that i say that i am really into i could change my sexuality you don't even have to listen to me, that's too much to put you through i lack the correct mentality my existence is infinitesmal i'm a waste of human life but i want you to stay with me oh, please, at least for the night
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Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 9:45 AM UTC
Song of Dependence
punch me in the face/ tell me i’m pretty shoot both my legs/ please just cuddle with me slice off my hands/ would you hold both? go burn my ears/ sing me to sleep figurative cryspeak/ what words do you know? are they the right ones/ or are they too weak? stab me in the throat/ ask me how i feel scratch my two arms/ it’s cool, that’ll probably heal gouge my eyes out/ i will never see lock the door shut/ what’s out there for me? figurative cryspeak/ what words do you know? they can be scary/ but they will save you
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 3:51 PM UTC
Figurative Cryspeak