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rylie
rylie
19/Agender An outlet for my emotions. Enjoy! / TW- Abuse, Depression, Self Harm
And as I sit With colors all around There’s a hole in my heart It’s source yet unfound When I can fill this Temporal void Is up to the imagination Of a very special boy I leave everything to you My life and my soul Please finally complete me To have and to hold In this life and the next I wish for nothing more Then to finally feel happy To no longer feel bored
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Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 12:30 AM UTC
Temporal Void
I don't know what I did The past is so blurry I can't remember What I did to deserve this My mind won't leave me alone But you will My hands move on their own Texting you again I know you'll never love me too I understand you're using me But red flags through rose-tinted glasses Just look like flags Armed with my heart on my sleeve And rose-tinted glasses Ready for you to use me Because pain is the only thing that's real
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Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 10:31 PM UTC
Rose-Tinted Glasses
Scrolling through the past Is informational It reminds us of who we once were And who we've become Rediscovering feelings We had almost forgotten we had And we'd shared them with the world And we didn't do half bad I thought I'd never escape her Her iron grip leaving bruises where she held us But we did We made it Life got a little better for it too We aren't fixed We are still sad We still have depression But it's not as bad as it was She's gone from our lives Our abuser Tormenter Stepmother And she dares to call herself a fighter
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 1:23 AM UTC
Release
Before In a time I can't remember There was nothing but dark Then you arrived A sun to light up my world Water to keep me alive You were sweet like honey With the right amount of sour To keep things interesting I made a mistake I told you who I am You may be supportive, sure But you'd never change For someone, you claimed to love I was tossed aside While you ventured out For you next conquest How could you Someone as broken as me Break me even more?
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 1:06 AM UTC
Unknown
Keep quiet Don't make a sound Waking the monster is a bad idea That come's with a painful end Two soulless eyes stare up at you A shell of a being It's a body filled with hatred For its mistakes and your happiness It takes it from you when you least expect it During a movie, or playing a game You'll be fine one moment Just living life But then you speak too loud Move too fast And wake the monster within
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 12:22 AM UTC
Monster
My emotions are like water Pouring out of a faucet They sometimes are Too hot Too cold Too much Too little And sometimes, they stop altogether
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 10:10 PM UTC
Faucet
Have you thought to check up on me? Have you thought about me? Have you left your own head? Or are you leaving me for dead? Life’s crazy, huh? Full of false accusations Just because you feel something doesn’t mean you’ll act on it Sometimes it’s better to shove emotions into the darkest place in your mind I hope for the best but expect the worst Am I a realist? Or depressed? Or just seeking attention? All things considered, I shouldn’t be here My mother should have aborted me and lived her life But now she has me Gods, I’ve caused her so much pain One of these days, I’ll have to courage To cut slightly too deep To jump off the ledge To pull the trigger But for now, I take my anger and emptiness out on my flesh Gray creating red Moonlight shining through my window As I hide what I’ve done It’s not like I’m ashamed I just don’t want to disappoint them Everyone thinks so highly of me It’d be best if I just disappeared Like I never existed The red stains my clothes as it soaks through Creating wet spots on a black surface Wearing dark colors hides the blood Hides my true emotions My true intentions.
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 11:30 PM UTC
Intentions
Shouldn't they Care about us? Having compassion Opens up doorways and Opportunities. it allows for Learning and growth. Instead, they feign these things Shooing away the cries of pain. Help us" they scream, their words Echoing off of walls. Losing their meaning as they multiply and Likewise, get ignored.
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 12:49 PM UTC
school
i used to have motivation i used to believe in magic but then i met someone that killed her they say "hope is the thing with feathers" and feathers are attached to an animal i think mine was a bird a phoenix with fiery wings bold and unwilling to change for some idiots ideas but my phoenix was drowned and it left me vacant my hope has been submerged in water of my own making so now i no longer believe in magic nor do i have motivation instead, i sit in silence feigning happiness and light for my phoenix's wings no longer shine bright and so, in turn, i don't feel any more instead, i make sure that feeling goes to others
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC
what have you done?
inside this box i sit alone afraid but then you arrive and we're separated by this box around me my oxygen depleting my soul crumbling as i watch you give up
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Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
box