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tracietaber88
F/NJ I starting writing during bouts of manic bipolar stages in my life. I’ve kept these poems written down for many years. I’ve often thought about publishing them, but I’ve never gone through with it. They’re dark, dismal, and depressive.
The light to my darkness eludes my weary soul Torment nips at my solace Please take me to a place where my pain will be eased Tears continue to fall The light is always just outside of my reach The dark always comes, and the light continues to fade One day, I continuously say, I will wake to find peace A light will shine, and all the pain will cease
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 10:14 PM UTC
The Light
On my way to hell Got nothing but my soul to sell I know where I’ve been Forgive me for all my sin Bring me down, down to the ground Can you feel the fire It burns deep inside Twisting, turning, like an unforgiving tide She bleeds so pure, as she’s falling to the floor It’s over, it’s done Gone forever more
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 9:52 PM UTC
Bleed
I’ve been around this world Yet I see no end All shall fade to black, again and again This storm has broken me There’s only one way to end The darkness creeps over me The storm has taken me to my darkest depths I have been lost into the black
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 9:49 PM UTC
The Storm
My insensitive recklessness is systematic to my madness. Madness honed from years of an erratic existence. Ruthlessness born from a problematic insane lifestyle. I can’t take away the pain that lies beneath the surface. I wish to perish at times. Just to make the madness stop. For it drives me to seek the reaper.
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 8:16 AM UTC
Madness