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vanessa-w
vanessa-w
American I'm 15 and going through a rough time. Poetry is how I express myself, especially when I can't find my words for the people who I need to say them to the most. Though the ones who need to read these words the most, are the ones who never will.
Everyone was outside They wouldn't notice if we were missing You pushed me into the empty room and quietly shut the door click The door locked And there was no getting out
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Jul 10, 2012
Jul 10, 2012 at 10:05 PM UTC
You're Still Innocent
I'm the rock At the edge of the water Who sits there Relentlessly While the waves crash over me Changing me Wearing me Breaking me Until I am no more Then I'm carried out to sea Lost and gone forever
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Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 3:00 PM UTC
The Weathering of a Soul
I like to trace the outlines of the cuts I like to stare at what I've done Not in awe Not because I'm proud of it (and trust me, I'm not) But because it seems so surreal When you've become dead inside It's the last thing that lets you know You're still human You're not completely numb There is still hope You just have to keep trying You will find it (But I can tell you it won't be in the blood you spill)
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May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
The Eye of the Storm
The first time I didn't mean to make the cut I heard dad's bedroom door open I had the razor blade halfway apart He couldn't see So I fumbled I was already shaking and it slipped scrape across my thumb The blood poured out, and I panicked I couldn't feel anything though It was numb And after he left Watching the blood pool out was.... satisfactory I thought of everything that's gone wrong lately And I brought up those dark feelings After the blood ran dry I picked up the blade And began to hack away at my thigh Each bit with a stinging pain But satisfaction all the same Relief like no other A secret almost as dark as the one that bides me to do this I didn't mean to fall this deep But the blade wants more... And I'm not one to stop it
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May 27, 2012
May 27, 2012 at 3:44 AM UTC
A Deadly Secret
I like to lay in the dark Until I remember it terrifies me I like to think of you Until I remember that you're gone And I like to go back to the places we used to go Stand in the same exact places Relive our old conversations in my mind Until I remember you Won't be there And you never will be again Oh how I messed up
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May 16, 2012
May 16, 2012 at 9:19 PM UTC
Fears That Cut Me Short
I'm growing desperate I'm reaching out You're my last hope Don't give up on me now
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May 12, 2012
May 12, 2012 at 11:09 AM UTC
But No One Will Listen
Know that what You did is impossible to forgive, even though I still Love you, have you Ever thought of the pain you caused? Or the destruction you left in your wake?
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
Your Name Still Haunts Me
It may have meant nothing to you But those were the moments I lived for And to see you forget them To see you act like they never happened Kills me Did I really make it that easy to be just another pretty little face in your life?
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 9:34 PM UTC
The Feeling of Being Forgotten
I remember a conversation we once had Where you told me this bit of advice 'Deep down inside, Nessa, Everyone just wants to be loved and accepted' Can't you just accept that I love you?
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Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 12:22 PM UTC
The Bitter Sting of the Past
You continue to say you love me But you and I both know the truth You don't love me You just love the things I do for you If you truly 'still loved me' like you always claim you do We'd still be together But here I am Without you
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Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 12:06 PM UTC
The Repetition of a Lie