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megan-kirkham
megan-kirkham
High school student who used writing as an outlet
My subconscious, soaked in melancholy, has seeped through the cracks and crevasses which once did not exist. And in this ocean of sorrow, I find myself drowning
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
Plagued
But high school doesn't teach you how to stop loving someone; so I know that the universe is ever expanding, and I know that you can't **** viruses with pills But I'm still trying to figure out how to make my throat burn less every time I see your ******* face
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 6:47 AM UTC
Acids
Learning to breathe again is Harder than the doctors Said it would be Gasping for air And I find myself Choking on your Name
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
Oxygen
Love can be one sided but I still Wonder if that is love at all And then I think That one sided love Is probably the strongest Love of them all To love someone Unconditionally, unwaveringly Without receiving love back That's true love And true love Never fails to Break my heart
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC
Unconditional
Being with you was like being in a car with the gas pedal slammed down to the floor and nothing to do but hold on and pretend to have some semblance of control. But control was something I'd lost a long time ago
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
Rush
You were The only one That tried to heal Me But I should have Realized That too much Medicine Can stop your Heart from Beating
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Overdose
But can biology explain the physical pain in my chest that I feel only when someone whispers your name
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
Science Class
I can pick at my skin for hours Focus on every conceivable flaw Shake until my body curls up on the shower floor Most have never seen me at my worst, when I’m stuck in an apathetic neutral state Washed out between the highs of my need for thrill And the lows of panic screaming in my veins I have the the soul of an extrovert beaten to submission Shot down and repeating the mantra “worthless” What do you believe, if not yourself How could I? How many more steps do I take before I’m back, Before the mirror doesn't make me want to shatter What is my mantra now?
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Flawed
But some things are just too broken to be fixed, No matter how hard you try Because pain doesn’t care if you’d give anything To stop someone from hurting inside It will take everything you have Even if what you have Is nothing at all And I stopped believing that love conquers all When I tried to show her how perfect she is But she still didn’t want to hear the words ‘You are beautiful’ Because she fell in love with a sadness that did not belong to her She fell in love with the pain that she saw in movies Or read about in books She fell in love because she wanted to know what it felt like To have a reason to want to **** yourself She fell in love with that pain and she kept it as her own So on the nights she wakes up screaming because she is scared Not of the monsters in the closet, but the ones in her head On those nights, there is nothing I can do but Sit there and watch her trembling, trying to regain her breath I can only sit there and watch her cry, Watch her fall apart one more time When we met, she told me not to fall in love with her Because she breaks everything she touches But the truth is, The only thing she’s been breaking is her own heart and soul And she won’t stop until there is nothing left but Broken whispers of the girl she used to be
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Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:41 PM UTC
Cracked
Three years later And I still find myself Dreaming of your eyes And craving your touch But I know better Than to pick up The phone and Call Because your smile No matter how kind Will hurt me A lot more Than a bag of drugs Ever could
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May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
New High