Pound, pound, pound
Goes the hammer to my skull
Shake, shake, shake
Goes the tremor in my hands
Ache, ache, ache
Goes the pain in my limbs
Churn, churn, churn
Goes the nausea in my stomach
Sting, sting, sting
Goes the tears in my eyes
Life is dragging my limbs from horses running in opposite directions
Pulling me apart at the seams
Tearing me violently as I break down
Feeling like there's no way out
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 6:40 PM UTC
"It's just a phase"
Or is it?
My labels have changed many times
Yes, that is true
That doesn't mean it's a phase
Life is a journey
And discovering yourself takes time
There're twists and turns and backtracking
"Maybe I'm this label"
"No, maybe I'm this"
The journey may be long
But it's never without purpose
Your journey is valid
My journey is valid
I am Liam
And that is my truth
Say my name, my real name
For that is who I am
Not the version in your head
I am me
I am Liam
Respect it or leave
Be who you are
And don't let anyone question it
You are you
Never change to fit someone else's expectations
You are not a Build-a-Bear
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 11:47 PM UTC
I write and write about my pain
Is my effort all in vain?
I write and write about my joy
My happiness, please don't destroy
I have these words inside my head
But instead, I put them to bed
I have these words swirling around
Instead of writing, I bury them in the ground
Pain and bliss
I give them a kiss
They help me write
When I want to give up my fight
Writing is my safe space
When I want to end the race
My writing is a skill
One I'll never ****
Some poems come out gracefully
Others come out disgracefully
Words flowing like a river
Or words like a punch to the liver
Rhyming or not
My words won't come from a bot
Poetry is human and real
AI can't feel
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 1:57 PM UTC
I've always been sort of vitriolic
not very open to forgiving
people preach at me to forgive others
to feel better about yourself
but I've felt just fine by loathing others
I feel peace without forgiving people
some people deserve to be unforgiven
maybe I feel this way because the people who wronged me
didn't steal from me or insult me
they beat me and put me down
until I tried to end my life
I don't feel misery from not forgiving them
they're out of my life and that's good enough for me
I've always been sort of vitriolic
and that's fine by me
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 5:18 PM UTC
I wish to be filled with equanimity
to be calm during times of distress
however, that isn't the case
at the slightest sign of pressure
I cave and tears spill out of my eyes
equanimity isn't something to describe me
no matter how many deep breaths I take
I cry so easily
I'm struggling with math?
I cry
I'm confronting someone?
I cry
I'm trying to explain how I need help with something?
I cry
I wish I could be calm and composed
but I suppose it isn't in the cards for me
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 5:04 PM UTC
I spend my days aimlessly scrolling on my phone
switching from app to app
boredom seeping into my skin
as I lollygag
I yearn to be useful
to do something
something other than being on my phone
but my efforts are thwarted every time
I ask my parents constantly for chores
and they rarely have something to offer
crazy I know to be craving housework
but my phone isn't curing my boredome
I yearn to be useful
to do something
but alas; everything is done before I can do it
so I'm sentenced to lollygag endlessly
at least until classes start up again
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 7:55 PM UTC
"I wish I could be like the cool kids"
I used to yearn for when I was younger
desperate to fit in and be liked
but it never worked
I was always the outcast
the loner
the ******
it took some time
but eventually
I don't want to be like the cool kids
I am myself
and that's the best thing I can be
I express myself in my attire
and accessories
and makeup
I am afraid of being judged for how I looked
but I pretend otherwise
and keep on being authentically me
and I will always be me
no matter what people say
because that is the path to happiness
Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 8:39 PM UTC
lethargy seeps into my bones
weighing me down
laying in my bed
mindlessly scrolling on my phone
no energy to do anything else
my eyelids heavy start to droop
bundled in blankets
my cat asleep on my pillow
maybe I'll give in to the slumber cues
even though it's early
but sleep is calling my name
lethargy covering me in warmth
as my eyes flicker shut
and I doze off
into dreamland
Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 8:24 PM UTC
you fed me sweet poison
and whispered curses disguised
as love
treated me nicely and were perfect
little by little you showed your talons
your "slip ups" were labeled as mistakes
but unknown to me, they were your true colors
I was bleeding to death
before I realized how toxic you were
I nearly died to come to terms with your perniciousness
your poison was slow to show
it invaded me until I found the strength to leave
and to leave forever
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 7:30 PM UTC
I sit in my room all by my lonesome
maybe I would have more friends
if only I would talk to others
but I have no clue where to start
so sometimes it's easier to be lonely
than to make an effort and it fall flat
I've tried before
and we don't talk
so I'll be lonely
and I'll be okay with that
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 7:18 PM UTC