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I strive to inspire people when in the end they inspire me. Thank you for any support. You don't know how much a small compliment means to me. Starting out I just want to express myself through poetry when no one else will listen. / / To me, poetry is just hidden secrets masked with deep meaning. With some thought, you can know anything you want to know about someone through their writing.
fewer scars
faith in stars
and a slight will to live!
an addiction came and left
I'm told its for the best
though, now I have no friends.
to my surprise,
and his demise,
I'm now in love with a man!
things aren't great,
but times are better
and I think I'm here to stay.
Aug 14, 2020
Aug 14, 2020 at 11:36 PM UTC
Here's to the worst year of our lives
Here's to years gone by, I despise
So much for sweet sixteens
Time was better in between
I bid farewell,
Two thousand and Memory
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 8:18 PM UTC
In the evening light,
you can wade through the sky
It ripples and returns
to watercolor sights
I choke on its solemn end
only to find I'm lost again
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 11:57 PM UTC
Here's an ode to the
Oh- that feeling in my stomach
when you turn it
upside down
inside out
through my mouth came words
and now suffer under your sea of humility
I know it's hard to see me,
It's getting harder to speak
when they don't have the time to
hear my cries,
to wait for my mistakes-
No.
I take it back.
No.
I never said a thing.
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
Not much has changed, has it?
Same friends, though some have passed-
all the same, as they last.
Some still hanging by their thread,
some thought better of when they're dead.
Don't you flounder further fish!
The one you want is one you've missed.
Track back
find his contact.
He asked for 10,
give him 30
He's given more in the end...
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
I’m a china doll…
With rounded hips,
And fluorescent lips,
I am still never “good enough”
. . .
But it's okay!
I won’t grow today!
I’ll lose another layer
. . .
People start to see,
What’s not enough to set me free
But, to only me,
I have to be,
What I saw years ago…
. . .
But I’m okay,
Cause that’s what I say
I’ll just lose another layer…
. . .
All I own
Are baggy clothes,
From all those
Who still can get “too big”
. . .
Thinning layers,
I’m running out
I’ve reached my final road.
Cause tags and walls
Can say so much,
But numbers say it all…
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
The girl in the back of the room
staring at her scars
Lines of red,
shooting stars
I think she's lost
in forest frost
I'll hold her hand
If she demands
A friend,
as her,
comes once,
when mindset seems sure.
I hope you find
the one who's kind
I hope you find
The one with our messed up mind...
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
I have learned that love can wait
I have learned that love is fate
I have learned that love is fake
I have learned that love is a chance you take
I have learned that love is blind
I have learned not to trust, arms behind
I have learned that love can die
I have learned that love is a tie
I have learned, but many things
I have learned that those who sit on wooden swings,
Faint,
Lonely in the shadows...
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
Baggy clothes and braces
Socks with printed laces
Along with sweatpants to cover
What was given by your mother
A putrid odor
Burned into skin by a motor
A face rounded at sides
Little girl, splashes in the tides
Shirt over swimsuit
Looking for pirate's loot
Unaware that she looked like a princess
Protruding dress
Her hair a mess
I think that she's beautiful
Though, God forbid they know
She had a face, she'd not dare show
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 8:24 PM UTC
"Once is enough," He said
All truth has fled,
Though, he trusted me
Candle light and razors blades
Each branch, shingles and shades
"I know it's tough," He cried
In the darkness of a cherry tree,
she shied
"It's just a phase," they taunt
But, smiles they flaunt?
You think that's easy don't you
You think that I can do it too?
Go right ahead,
"Tomorrow," is said, yet I crawl in bed?
"I understand what you're going through,"
You think you're so funny, don't you?
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC