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Brooke Mar 2019
I just want to make you proud
Proud of who I am
Proud of how far I've come, and how far I'll go

I just want to make you proud
Proud of the little things I do, that drain my soul
Proud that I made it out of my small hole

I just want to make you proud
Proud that I do well in life
Proud of the relationships I've built

I just want to make you proud
But you make it so hard
Is making you proud even worth it?

I just want to make you proud
Proud, even just a little, just enough
To acknowledge that I exist
Brooke Mar 2019
Be the one to believe
When everyone else has lost faith
Be the one to love
When everyone else hates
Be the one to speak life
When everyone else screams death
Be the one to bring hope
Into a darkened world
Brooke Mar 2019
When I write
I write with all of me
Because when I write
My writing shows me
What I always fail to see
It reveals hopes and fears
It reveals dreams and tears
It reveals the things that I can never say
Brooke Mar 2019
If you catch me in the halls
Or pass me in the streets
And you happen to see
That I am wearing red
Please know
It is not because I love it
I don't even like it
I wear red, because to me
The color red is a reminder
A reminder that I don't have to make myself bleed
To keep on living
Brooke Mar 2019
When I speak
There are things I can not say
Feelings I can not express
But with you, I don't need to
One look into my eyes
And you already know
Everything I dare not breath into life
Brooke Mar 2019
She fights for her life
Every moment she is breathing
Every second her heart is beating
A war is waging within her
Her skin is the field where armies will fight
The battle lines being drawn with a knife
The bullets made of tears
The cannon ***** of fears
Echoing inside her chaotic mind
Shrapnel thoughts tear her apart
Until finally her hopes and dreams become casualties
forgotten in this war
But still, she fights
She fights her war
Knowing one day she will be able to say
I am victorious
  Mar 2019 Brooke
Madison
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting an eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious p poem but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're queer" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****
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