pinkbun17
Hello all. I've been writing poetry for almost as long as I could hold a pencil. I'm a female college student hoping to become a Vet one day. I love to sing and write, so I tend to write songs as well. I have a good number of hobbies that keep me busy when I don't have to study for exams. / / I used to post my work on a website called Quizilla, too bad it got shut down a while back. :/ / / Poetry is my main way of expression because I suck with allowing myself to feel certain emotions. Don't be afraid to message me, I'm rather friendly! :D
Adulthood is a façade
Humans are creatures of habit,
And victims of circumstances
Yet, oddly some locate adaptability
Childhood memories escape us-
With great ease.
True happiness is a fleeting concept
But- without despair, joy is a numbing sensation
Aging does not bring forth
The harvest of wisdom
Experience is an unkind professor
Strict and expecting perfection
The guide’s knowledge is dished
In a condescending tone.
The student is brimming with anxiety-
Unprepared for the final exam.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 4:04 AM UTC
Well, little sis-I need to let you know
Life isn't a simple open doorway
There's its up and downs,
Painful stings,
Emotional roller coaster,
And Harsh lessons
But this entire time-
I've been attempting to follow my heart
Clutching to my dreams
Doing what I thought was right
Not being dictated by someone else's words
Even when the bleakness pulled in.
So, little sis, don't give up
Your dream-filled goals
Don't just sit there and wait!
Because it will not get any easier
Don't you look back now
Don't follow me-
Please ride on your own path
I'm still here,
No one is going to push you down.
Life isn't an open books
So open it with your own strength.
Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 5:16 PM UTC
Was I aware of it at first?
The heavy baggage that it carried..?
Feeling of exile, its sinister smile glaring; mocking me so
A disruption of my tranquilly-
Catastrophic ghosts concealed their true demeanor
Not one word of concern ever wept my little way
An interval of time permitted itself to be of un-importance
Immune to flaws-
Yet imperfection quivered in its path
Bewildering at it was, I never did notice its power; its strength
*In its pity and sorrow, I was caged*
Wandered around aimlessly, only to crash constantly
Refuse to understand; deny all its signs
I believed that I was formidable, courageous-
*but it was only a TORTUROUS MASK of ONE*
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
*Broken wings, oh broken wings
Sadness inside a heart,
has no dreams*
Nightmares seem like an endless lullaby
Drifting thought try to make themselves clear
The exit to the light
is blocked by darkness
Blame enjoys the shame it brings
Hope fades as the sun sets quietly
(Chorus)
*Broken wings, oh broken wings
Sadness inside a heart
has no dreams*
**Can they really be mended?
Do you really have a chance in this world?**
Wounds reopen
Fear freezes over the world
Slashed with the sword of hate?
Why should I bother to wait?
My perception of time-
fails me.
Silent tears fall
No will to interact
(Chorus)
*Broken wings, oh broken wings
Sadness inside a heart
has no dreams*
**Can they really be mended?
Do you really have a chance in this world?**
Everything is wrong.
In fact, it's all gone.
The injured little butterfly
tries to take flight
but it can't because
of its broken wings...
Sadness inside a heart has no dreams (2X)
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 3:34 AM UTC
Broken dreams, fall at my feet
Rain dances around me, as I cry
Tortured and casting aside,
A forlorn hope glows dimly
Give it up now, your crestfallen heart can't heed no longer
Don't stand, keep yourself hidden in the ground
Dig your grave out, and fall right in.
Buried in sin, drowned in fear
Hold on no more; just pull the trigger.
Shatter into pieces, crumble away
Mask your emotions, lose all hope
Mourn over loss.
Of joyless childhood days
A heavy form swallowed up in melancholy
Life has departed.
Death has sunked and gripped.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:52 PM UTC
Facing failure has become second nature
Burning in resentment, is an old wound-
that only irks further infection of the mind
Heart strings that once sang
Cry out for the darkened mercy-
that nativity once cloaked
Numbness and the prickles of pain-
Blur between pretend grins and choked chuckles.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 11:24 PM UTC
Dissatisfied emotions forfeit the anguish
Gorge the guilty and conceal the innocent
Inanimate whispers- fragmented and missing
Reflect and mimic your wicked doings
Disregard and slice stupid society
Obediently lying and retaining false grace
So, the world exposes its true darkness
Regardless, it's best to move on
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
Lately, I've had trouble keeping to myself
All along, I thought I was a lone wolf-
but, a beating inside rebelled against the concept
No, this isn't the first time
I once had a place in my mind I could retreat to...
How can I live in this mess of a life?
The cracks make themselves apparent
Haunted by the familiar faces
Rendered speechless by suffering
My reasoning is clouded by-
these walls clutching crippling memories
I only wanted a little more
The heart was in the right place at the time.
People always slip away
Question this existence
Let me know was it wrong-
to think with your heart?
Guilt is eating away-
due to the mistakes I've made
Once again I fall.
I don't deserve to crawl
I'm where I belong
Not much to say, out in the silence
Gravity isn't the only thing-
holding you down
Could it be you cannot-
face your wrong-doing?
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC
Whispering affliction follows closely
Silent and still,
Wonder what is left to ****
Hysteria blocks the normal senses
I doubt you will bother to save
And will instead dig a grave
Find a way to assuage
Your eager thoughts
You should have gave it all and fought
or at release the cold emotional hold
The pangs of your heart try to warn you
But you simply allowed it to be a view
Is it mercy truly a curse?
Or is it something in reverse?
Tonight, your carelessness will result in the ultimate downfall
So,you better try and crawl
For the contempt in you shall begrudge your mind
Quickly, let it confine
Because despicable hate,
will be mine
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC