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wanderlustwriter
wanderlustwriter
20/F/texas
aside from shame, i think fear is the worst feeling there is it’s one of the ones that physically affects you it causes intense pounding in the chest, but not from your heart beating no it more like someone banging on the inside your chest cavity as if it’s filling up with water and they’re drowning it makes you weak at the knees, and fingertips your whole body is jumbled with muscle jerks and trembles and my gosh your mind imagine being stabbed in the skull in eight different spots all at once over and over and over and you go mute unable to express any of this outwardly you just look odd but your body is in flight or fight mode and you’re just choosing to sit and that’s what you do you sit in it let it eat you up in every way terrified out of your ******* mind
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
physically afraid
i hate the way my stomach feels when it’s literally caving into itself, you know? like when you got suppppper close to your first kiss at church camp the year before your grandma died? and then it felt the same way the year she did die and you let that 22 year old feel you up on your first kiss even though you were only 12. sort of like the time you had your first true heart break, you know when he showed you what it was like to not be taken advantage of, and then time that he did take advantage of you? or the time he cheated? or how the night your soul broke because of it and your mom and sisters literally held you down and wept the whole time, begging you to not do this to yourself. you know the build up and drop you get doing a new drug for the first time, and then the 1000th? yeah it honestly makes me sick, and it’s not just my stomach that’s affected.
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:45 AM UTC
stomach aches
today i woke up and felt somehow smaller smaller in the sense that the warmth from the flame inside my belly has gone lukewarm smaller like my voice, just yesterday, was booming and running at a million miles an hour, and today i’ve cleared my throat 32 times so far because it keeps coming out as a whisper and getting stuck behind my teeth i mean smaller because food is nonexistent today, only lithium touches my tongue the only thing that hasn’t retracted at all are my thoughts no those have stayed loud and clear and plenty at that but everything else just seems sort of small
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:44 AM UTC
where did she go?
i waited for you to come back and you never did and i know you didn’t do that to hurt me but my chest is tight and my eyes are wet and i can’t stop these thoughts thoughts of not being enough of a reason for you to come back up the stairs and hold me thoughts of being a little girl and waking up and walking thru the house to find no one you can’t fake that kind of empty you can’t fake that kind of fear thoughts of how because of this, i hate myself i hate myself for allowing this meaningless act to make or break my entire day i hate myself for letting irrational fears of the little girl inside me dictate my self worth i hate that now that you’re back my butterflies have been replaced with razor blades i hate that now i can’t look you in your eyes because i’m scared that perhaps maybe my thoughts are right, and your eyes will confirm it and in all honesty i’d rather look at the ground and i hate myself, than to ever meet your eyes and have them hate me
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:38 PM UTC
enough of a reason
my first thought when i look at you is oh my gosh, he’s so beautiful my first thought when you look at me is oh my gosh, he doesn’t get to experience that same thought and instantly i’m filled with both guilt and pure sympathy because how dare i not be enough for him and how dare he not be able to have someone that is enough for him (looking in her eyes) he gazed upon the inner galaxy, that sets within her. wdym What does he do? does he kiss her? tell her she’s beautiful? by then she says “I love you” and you say it too. Words, Actions, Art, or Poetry.. can’t express the feelings given, and the feelings received. she’s the world, the beginning of the family tree in which you’ll protect and care for. just like how you cared for her in the very beginning...yet again, your mind has thoughts like these constantly, all because of a simple glance in her eyes. the galaxy that makes you who you are, but most importantly what you want to be.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC
conversations thru glances
you can’t tell me that i don’t hate myself when i’m upset and the only image in my mind is that of hurting myself when the constant thought running through my head is me dragging a razor blade over every surface of my body i feel as though peace will come once i’m covered in a thick dark sticky layer of red
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
don’t give in though
the joy that had risen in me is abruptly deflated the rise of emotion had my body electrified for hours, and still my bones feel as though they are shaking, buzzing, reverberating with the left over ghosts that represent my happy and it hurts i’m so good at preparing for the worst it could be years away, and i’ll get a hint of defeat, and ill be ****** if i wait for my demise no, i’ll make it known the second it crosses my ****** up mind
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:29 PM UTC
deflation
shattered starlight is seeping from the holes i made it is a sure sign of my defeat im here with a blank face unable to process the hurricane of emotions wrecking my insides not a single thought is one i’m able to capture so here i lay in a puddle of pulverized universes dimming ever so slowly
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
nothing but pulverized universes
what the **** am i supposed to do i feel so empty the thought of trying to pick up the pieces i’ve scattered around me makes me sick my stomach aches with self hatred and guilt and not anything that i can think of can make it go away in all honesty i would be better off killing myself. that sounds like a better option than getting high or getting help or getting ****** than any of it. maybe tonight that’s what i’m supposed to do. end it all.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
tonight.. tonight..
my hands look thinner i guess you could say i’ve been working out working out how many days i can go without without nurturing myself properly i just hate eating, and i just love looking great.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 11:14 PM UTC
my hands