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Elijah Lee Jul 2019
The stars shine bright
In the night

What a beautiful sight
A stunning height

Skies stretch
With brimming elegance

My favorite sight
A starry night
Here's one of the first poems I wrote! Critique?
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
Mama, why you hate me?
Mama, why you leave?

Mama, save me,
Save me, please.

Mama, come back.
Mama, stay.

Mama, what did I do wrong?
Wrong today?

Mama, can't you understand,
That it's not easy, this life at hand?

Mama, what's wrong?
What did I say?

You told me to shut up
The other day.

So, mama, what's wrong?
Tell me please.

So I can be there
When you need.

Mama, come on,
Don't be rude.

I said nothing
Rude to you.

Mama, why don't you care?
Care 'bout me?

I thought you said you'd be there
When I need.

But you left too.
Just differently.

So mama come back,
I plead and plead.

But I guess you're gone,
You decided to leave.

Guess that means
You don't love me.

So mama hear me out,
Before I go.

Why don't you care,
Care about me, yo?

No answer?
No reply?

Guess that's alright,
I'm ready to die.

So watch me stalk away,
Into the shadows.

And never come back,
'Cause I'm dead now, mama.

It's not like you'll care,
You'll move on.

Throughout the day,
You'll never mourn.

A sad thought,
I have to admit,

That my mama didn't care enough,
Enough to commit.

To commit to me,
And to her family.

To commit to her,
And to her life.

Guess I'll leave now,
Finally; goodbye.
Here's this poem! Critique is appreciated!
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
It seems so crippling
Slowly killing

Sometime's it's frustrating
Even debilitating

It's so annoying
Completely terrifying

You cannot escape
It holds you in place

It leaves your breath gone
Hopefully, one day its gone

It's known in society
As anxiety
Critique is appreciated! This was written when I had just got into poetry, heh.
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
We close our eyes,
What do we see?
Our worst nightmares,
Our worst dreams.

No ones happy,
We can't be.
With society's rules
we can't see.

We hold each other
For comfort.
In the worst times,
We all hurt.

But society yanks us down
Into the depths,
The depths of hell
And Hell's a mess.

Just like our heads,
Unorganized as ****,
Because everyday
We have to mark each box.

'Fill the boxes!'
That's what they say,
'Cause when you're done, you'll feel okay!'
But that's not true, don't they know?

Know that we don't feel okay
Because with each box,
Adds more hate.
Hate to ourselves, hate to compete.

We can't be okay,
With our roles.
The roles we were given
By society's eyes rolls.

So we hide our face
In our jacket.
Hide our scars
Under our sleeves.

So they won't know
What's really wrong,
What's actually wrong,
Wrong with me.
Here's another poem of mine.
Elijah Lee Jul 2019
Here's my wish
Of happiness to you

Though it may not be
Anything much

I do wish you a day
Filled with care and love

From all the people
You hold dear

Happy birthday, man
We love you here
This is a poem made for a..... friend. I'll be sending it to him tonight and I'd like opinions.
Elijah Lee Jun 2019
I wish I could explain  
What it is that hurts
When I’m alone  
When I’m on the outskirts

I don’t belong
Next to them
They’re all too good
And I don’t belong next to ‘em

But I smile and stay
Pretend I’m okay
When really I’m
having a bad day

But they can’t see
The pain I hide
The way I’m dying
Slowly inside

And I won’t tell them
Then I would only be a bother
Just like I was
Was to my father

I don’t understand
Why I’m sad
Maybe it’s because  
I’m hiding my mad

I’ll never know
Why they split
I guess its ‘cause
I was a misfit

But I’ll never understand
Why they quit  
It hurt a lot
I’ll admit

But they don’t care  
They never will
They wouldn’t care
If I was killed

But in this group
Where I sit
They say they care
When I want to quit

I don’t know why
They’re here for me
Because all I bring
Is misery

But they’re still here
To show me love
To say they care
No matter how far away I shove

It’s amazing how
They care so much
When we’ve never met
Touch to touch

Maybe one day
I’ll see them really
And then I’ll say
That we’re silly

Because so long  
We’ve shown care
To each other  
Together we’ll stay, I declare

One small thought
Still remains
In my head
It causes pains  

That one thing
Is repeated
All it says “You should be deleted.”
Everyday, it leaves me defeated

Because it means
I do not fit  
In this group
Where I sit  

Today is my last day
Because I quit
In this life
So today I commit

My one last note
Says goodbye
To all my friends
They probably won’t cry  

And that’s okay
I say, but I lie
It’s just a confimation
That I should die

And soon I do
As I visit the bridge
A tear slips past  
As I jump from the ridge

One last thought
plays in my mind  
‘You stupid girl,
They were being kind.’
Elijah Lee Jun 2019
Depression can be spoken,
in simple words around.
Or complicated vows,
that are like devils from the ground.

It's quite a simple word,
that has many meanings.
And when we say them aloud,
they're considered quite demeaning.

There are many ways to say
'I'm not feeling great today.'
And we say them every way,
because we never feel okay.

No one ever does
in this world that we have caused.
Where judgements written down
on every single frown.

So, here I'll sit and stay
to describe depression today.
Because it's simple to say
it's a killed everyday.

I'll explain it once again
for those who don't understand,
it's a word that kills us all,
and causes us to bawl.

We may say we're okay,
I say it everyday.
But we lie when we say,
'I'm fine, go away.'

We say it to their face
hoping that they stay,
and hold our hands close
whispering 'it's gonna be okay.'

But they leave us alone,
to sit in the cold,
with the pain we withhold
to most we have told.

So my suggestion is,
don't let people in.
Because in the end,
you'll be crying again.

— The End —