She was the reason I stayed alive
I had her she seemed to be listening
but she wasn't
We laughed and talked but she wasn't listening
More people are important to her but not me
She doesn't understand
The tears she has made me cry
the way she had made me give up
My dreams faded
I just wanted her to listen
She lied to me
She despises me
and claims i'm lying to my self
I don't know any more
and the knife the feeling of the knife pressing against my skin
To kick the chair
To swallow down a months worth of my ocd pills
I have no one
why am I here
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 2:29 AM UTC
I was a happy child
I laughed and shoved carrot cake in my face
I don't like carrot cake anymore
I was fast child
I am not fast anymore
I was a child at flight
I have broken wings now
I was an at home child
closed spaces hurt me now
I was a smiling child
I am frowning now
But I have hope
This poem is for child ****** abuse survivors or other childhood trauma survivors
I was a ****** abuse survivor if past traumatic events seem to be rushing in lately message me
I lost most happiness when I was only four I am getting through it though
Comment if you like please trend this poem to help other people thanks!
Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC
Take me home With lovely streams of water and no tears
Take me home where greenery over populates the land
Take me home where a swing hangs from a tree
Take me home where the sun light always cuts through the towering trees
Take me home where clouds are like water color
Take me home where vines grow up ever wall of brick
Take me home where there is no pain
Take me home where there is days of thunder and rolling clouds
Take me home because I can use these tools
To make me a better person
Take me home
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 6:13 PM UTC
The struggles of being trapped indoors engulf us
Brings out the anger trapped within us
We are nothing but trapped
Our steps is the only place
We can converse, we can be a little more free
Leaning against the rail
Laughing
But I'm always happy when I leave the steps
I don't understand this feeling
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 6:08 PM UTC
I've loved music since I was young
but I've never heard this before
and now that I found it
I feel almost complete
though the views are only in the 10,000
I feel more happy than ever letting it move me
Insomniac music is a passion
It makes my days a little brighter
Thank you vocastep
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 4:40 PM UTC
I am heliocentric and you are the sun.
I think of you all the time until I believe we are one.
I love your flaming hair,
your chocolate brown eyes.
I love how they shine when you look at the sky but even without they still are so bright.
Your eyes are the sun and I am heliocentric.
can I gaze in them for forever until I'm blinded?
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 1:20 AM UTC
She presses her finger against her glasses.
Sight through only one eye but it's no disadvantage.
For I am her other eye
She is my other mind.
My Spanish sister we take adventures
her and I
Our long walks.
We ride our long boards through the neighborhood.
Fantasize about are wild trip to Mexico
Hermosillo sounds amazing.
Especially with you.
For together we are not afraid.
You are my companion.
My only fellow pluviophile.
We venture through the woods.
Pretend to be mermaids as we swim through the stream.
Such slow strokes we make in the chilled water.
but dude if a ****** comes by,
it's been good knowing you...
just kidding
I love you dude
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
I can't live up to the expectations of life. Why can't I just ride away from home, live on my own. It sounds so easy doesn't it? I don't run though, I don't ride. I stay, frustrated, tired, worried. I stay, and I don't belong here. I can feel it all through me. It clenches me, makes me twitch. It makes my neck soar. My spine pushes against the skin on my back. I'm still here. I cry, I kick, I scream. Still here. I will wait till the moment comes to ride away. From all the worries and fears of home
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 9:35 AM UTC