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 Nov 2018 Ke'vin Summerize
jissel
at night,
I used to lay in my bed
crying.
now,
I just lay there
with a blank expression on my face.
I never thought I'd get used the feeling,
well...
the feeling of whatever feeling this is.

                                                                                   but I did.
I wasn't too proud of this poem only because it seemed a little bland to me, but I've had it in my drafts for a while and decided to just go ahead and publish it (:
 Jul 2018 Ke'vin Summerize
Alexis
Each day i walk through the crowd
No one seems to notice me
When i choose to be myself
Everyone laugh, Everyone stares
Judging me, breaking me down
When i ask for help, they keep walking
When i am in pain, they stare
But when i am different
They pushed me around
When i am hurting, they stare.
Each day i walk through the crowd.
Each day i am ignored.
 Jul 2018 Ke'vin Summerize
Alexis
Voices in My head
All i feel is guilt
With shame
Like i don't belong
Just can't seem to be loved
When i die
People will remember me
Not because of who i was
But because of what i did
Suicide prevention poster will start to go on walls
People will finally notice me
"You will be loved, Rest in peace" they'll say
They nice things they would say about me
Why didn't they tell me when i was alive?
People will start to care
If i die, Is it a good thing?
i won't since i have promise to keep.
You may not remember
Me now by name
Or the promise I made
On our wedding day

Through thick and thin
To have and to hold
From this day forward
As we both grow old

Whatever is thrown
Our way my love
It's never enough
To break us up

Even if you
Forget who I am
A promise is a promise
And needs to be kept

Through good and bad times
Till death do us part
Though these bodies may change
Love is still where we are

Though memory may falter
And over time fade
I remember the altar
And the promises made

— The End —