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Tori Schall Oct 2017
Nothing’s what it seems
Our dreams are turned into ash
Father’s love won’t last

Once so kind, now cruel
As he leaves us and now you
Father’s love won’t last

He leaves us to dream
About what his love could mean
Father’s love won’t last
A haiku about how I feel towards my father, who left when I was very little.
Tori Schall Oct 2017
Watching the tears
Roll down your face
I can't help but think
This was all a waste

Why does this happen?
Why do I care
After all
You were never there

I don’t want to hurt you
But I guess I did
Even though
I’m the one who’s broken

My face is a mask
Full of pain and despair
But obviously
You don’t know it’s there.

You scream at me
I didn’t do a thing
But yet you still stand here
Crying in front of me

I close my eyes
Feeling the wetness
Haring my hoarse voice scream
As I gaze into the mirror
a free verse Poem that I wrote for school poetry unit. Learning a lot, so I hope I you guys can see an improvement in my writing!
Tori Schall Oct 2017
The cars racing fast
Don’t notice until the crash
Stops them in their tracks

A crowd gathers fast
The whistle of a car horn
Nothing good can last

A life ended soon
Too much was lost, gone by noon
As car tires squeal
a haiku poem I wrote for our school Poetry unit
Tori Schall Oct 2017
The tears returned
I don't want to stay
It's gonna be alright
Reach for the sky
Please, a moment later
a cold touch...
Don't say a word
Blackout poem from one of the pages of the book "Don't Say A word"
Tori Schall Oct 2017
Lights flickered
Danced
I screamed
my head spinning
What did it take?
You can't hurt me
You can't stop me
What remained of me?
It was finally over
Black Out poem I made for class rescently
Tori Schall Oct 2017
A  failure,
He was made
with our failure to listen
and was released
by our faults
This was a blackout poem I had made a few days ago from a police reports page.
Tori Schall Oct 2017
As the noise increases
I feel the tension rising
I need an outlet,
I need saving

I feel like I'm drowning,
trapped in a box
with a vice grip against my chest
and I can't escape it at all

My chest is tightening by the second
I take a deep breath, just breathe
Nothing helps but music,
something I'm in dire need

I've never been to the doctor
so I don't know if these are 'attacks'
but that's what I've started to call them
because that's what it feels like to me
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