raylene-lu
Welcome to my poetry world! / / Step through the front door, make yourself at home. Yes, the house is pretty big, isn't it? Each brick is really a 3D envelope, and inside each one is a different feeling. / / These are organised according to their types. The happiest feelings are stored in the bricks touching the roof - the most depressed ones are inside the bricks at the bottom. / / Of course, I'm going to run out of room for them one day. So I shape the most intense ones into words. Just be careful when bending their bodies. Each feeling is unique, so they'll explode if you don't mould them the right way. / / My pet words are locked inside the cage. The cage is built of pens. Don't worry, they don't bite, but they do squirt ink! 'Creativity' and 'firework' are my favourite! :D / / ~ ✨Raylene✨
i always feel so stuck, like there is this strange expectation of me, like i am not the person they are expecting, they are using, that they are searching for. Or perhaps i constantly feel like that towards everything. I belong, and yet i don't. people belong yet they dont.
constantly trying to beat others, yet never knew be friends with them was really the answer. I am not involving myself enough yet i never want to be. I try then act like I never tried, blame others for annoying me yet allow them to.
I use platforms as an escape from people yet show the same people as a way of being accepted straight after. I do things behind people's backs only to tell everything later. i want to be free yet i have no clue what of.i dont know what is trapping me, but i just know it is. im writing things for myself only to tell them to others.
i message people and they finally reply, then only to feel abandoned again. Things come and go, but never here forever or for very long.
i complain of eyestrain yet stare continuously at the screen like some kind of void for the stress and blame inside me.
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 7:08 AM UTC
Changing to fit into society
I just wanted to be accepted
so what is this pain
Reading too much and consumed by the world
The many words that used to be inside me evaporated and replaced by everything else
Wanting to change
Working too hard
Avoiding relationships, past and present
Time passes and results reveal themselves
I finally gained the skills I thought would impress others and make myself feel less worthless
And yet I just want to know someone
Feb 19, 2019
Feb 19, 2019 at 5:03 AM UTC
I don't give a ****
The **** doesn't give a smell
The smell doesn't give a cloud
The cloud doesn't give a raindrop
The raindrop doesn't give a splash
The splash doesn't give a ripple
The ripple doesn't give a shiver
The shiver doesn't give a cold
The cold doesn't give a sneeze
The sneeze doesn't give a snot
The snot doesn't give a ******
The ****** doesn't give a dirt
The dirt doesn't give a bacteria
The bacteria doesn't give a rod
The rod doesn't give a fish
The fish doesn't give a fin
The fin doesn't give an end
The end doesn't give a death
The death doesn't give a grave
The grave doesn't give a flower
The flower doesn't give a root
The root doesn't give a plant
The plant doesn't give a strawberry
The strawberry doesn't give a seed
The seed doesn't give a sprout
The sprout doesn't give a leaf
The leaf doesn't give a stem
The stem doesn't give a bud
The bud doesn't give a flower
The flower doesn't give a petal
The petal doesn't give a pollen
The pollen doesn't give a nectar
The nectar doesn't give a honey
The honey doesn't give a sugar
The sugar doesn't give a grain
The grain doesn't give a flour
The flour doesn't a bread
The bread doesn't give a toast
The vein doesn't give a blood
The blood doesn't give a heart
The heart doesn't give me up
And I already told you,
I still don't give a **** about it!
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 5:59 PM UTC
ITS NOT FAIR YOU DONT CARE ITS MY FAULT ITS YOUR FAULT YOU'RE A **** YOU'RE SO SMART YOU'RE INSENSITIVE YOU'RE TOO SENSITIVE LET ME ALONE NOW COME BACK I WANT TO SAY SORRY I WANT TO SCREAM AND SHOUT I CRY OF HURT I SCREAM IN ANGER I WANT YOU BACK I WISH I NEVER MET YOU YOU WERE ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS WE WERE NEVER CLOSE DON'T COME CLOSE TO ME WHY DIDN'T YOU TALK TO ME WHY DON'T YOU CARE WHY DIDN'T I CARE MORE WHY DIDN'T I JUST CONTROL MYSELF WHY CAN'T YOU JUST UNDERSTAND WHY CAN'T I UNDERSTAND WHY CAN'T I UNDERSTAND ANYTHING ANYMORE DO I LIKE OR HATE YOU AM I INSANE OR STUPID LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PAIN I AM REALLY IN BUT I NEVER LET YOU KNOW BECAUSE I CARE EVEN THOUGH I KNOW IT'S STUPID SO I LITERALLY PRETEND IT NEVER HAPPENED AND IT CONFUSES THE HELL OUTTA ME BECAUSE NO ONE IS EVER GOING TO UNDERSTAND THESE FEELINGS NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY TO EXPRESS THEM DON'T EVEN TRY I WAS ALONE FOREVER EVERYTHING I TYPE SOUNDS LAME EVERYTHING I DO IS AWKWARD I'M SOCIALLY AWKWARD AND SO ARE YOU I JUST GAVE YOU AWAY BUT WHY DOES IT MATTER I THINK I USED TO LIKE YOU YOU DON'T EXIST ANYMORE WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE AND SO WHAT MAYBE WE NEVER DID MAYBE WE WERE JUST NEVER CLOSE MAYBE YOU NEVER CARED MAYBE NONE OF IT EVER HAPPENED MAYBE YOU GOT HIT BY A CAR JUST THEN HOW WOULD I KNOW I DON'T KNOW IT'S USELESS EVERYTHING IS INCLUDING TYPING THIS I'M USELESS BUT I DON'T WANT TO CARE I DON'T WANT TO THINK BUT THEN WHY AM I TYPING THIS WHY AM I SO DUMB I NOTICE I THINK I AM DUMB I NOTICE I SHOULD BE DOING HOMEWORK AND I NOTICE THIS IS NOT A POEM I CAN'T EVEN
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 7:34 AM UTC
Letters?
They're squashed fossils,
preserved in
layered stone
Sentences?
They're subtitles to a video
uploading inside our minds
Paragraphs?
They're lined paths
we sprint across
unfolding adventure
Pages?
They're sheets of ice
with squiggly cracks
our eyes pierce through,
diving into open sea
Novels?
They're the thickest fans
that cool flames of
angry loneliness
Series?
They're a family of pet magpies
pecking each other on their shelves
if not placed neatly
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 7:15 AM UTC
If my heart is a fragile flower
with arrow shaped petals,
and only one proudly curls into a waving gesture
pointing the way
If my eyes spinning wheels of emotion
clicking away with each blink
whirl faster than before
If my breath dissolves each word into mist
leaving only their outlines behind
as clouds stomp on flat sky
If my hair is a sensitive vine plant
shedding all unwanted emotions
cutting off each cord of their power
Mar 14, 2017
Mar 14, 2017 at 7:11 AM UTC
If you are a poet,
write a poem
If you are a poem,
meet the internet
If you are the internet,
fill the screens
If you are a screen,
flash a rainbow
If you are a rainbow,
chase the clouds
If you are a cloud,
roam the sky
If you are the sky,
wrap the Earth
If you are the Earth,
stalk the sun
If you are the Sun,
light the universe
And if you were the universe,
you would accept your own world
from poets' block
to
exposed words
to
internet glitches
to
broken screens
to
scattering rainbows
to
wiggling clouds
to
clingy skies
to
creepy planets
to
blinding stars
for being nothing but what they already are
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 7:32 PM UTC
Adults were once like you and me
They were young and wild and free
But something about growing old
Can make your imagination go cold
But if you practice every day
You'll never forget how to play
And as every child knows
The best grown-ups are the ones who chose
To never really grow up at all
So fun can be had when you get tall
Just remember to always leave room
For your imagination to spin it's loom
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC
No drugs for me they **** with my head
No alcohol either
I say everything that shouldn't be said
Videogames are just no fun
Binge watching **** can make me come undone
Reading gets boring
So does Facebook, pinterest and Skype
Hanging out with some people PAH
I don't have a single one who's my type
I don't like the gym or watching movies all day
I don't like children I never learned how to play
I'm not fussed on cooking and sewing gets old
I've grown out of my friends
That's a fact I've been told
So what can a person do when they don't click with the rest
And being alone brings tears no less
It looks like I'll never fit in
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 3:45 AM UTC
my mind has gone to depths
no normal person could even comprehend.
some things aren't meant to be thought,
they should be kept
hidden in
the darkest caves of your membrane.
never to be spoken to others.
because if those words were to be spoken,
people would then know
that you are different.
and to society, different is bad.
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 3:24 AM UTC