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  Nov 2017 Hailey
kyss
Blood
flows from my
wrists
as i sit here
as alone as i can be
contemplating
why
i do this to myself
there doesn't seem to be a reason
not a good one anyway
life is the reason
it gives me control
because i need some relief
from the weight of my world
crashing down on top of me
i'm trying to hold it up
but each day
it slips
a little more
and soon
it will be a pile of rubble
crushing me into the ground
someone please
help me
put my world
back together
before i am crushed
by this mountain of
misery
Hailey Nov 2017
The worst part you ask?
It's the feeling of loneliness deep in my heart,
Or the darkness that surrounds me at the start.
It's the looming pain and the blood stains.
It's knowing that you have completely lost yourself,
not knowing what to do or where to go.
It's when you can't even cry, because you don't care anymore.
It's knowing that no matter what you do,
you don't ever feel like you are good enough.
It's the worst part.
  Nov 2017 Hailey
kyss
there have been many Nights
where i have sat Alone
and Cried
Pills in hand
waiting
ready to Die
But when i close my Eyes
and bring those pills to my lips
I see you
and i can't
i can't do it
so I put the pills Away
maybe take one or two
just to ease the pain
to make the firecrackers
leave my brain
but you are here to stay
please never go away
  Oct 2017 Hailey
Brandon Cotter
You want to know the truth?

I lost a part of me that day
My body shutting down
As the convulsions started
I guess that's what happens Right?
Eighty two capsules of Tylenol
Dissolving rapidly in my stomach

As the seizures started
I broke my little brothers lamp
Crashing to the floor
muscle spasms kept me awake
Just long enough to think...

Think of my mistakes
And the reasons I wanted out
The flashes of your face
And the shades of your smiles

But till this day, I'll never forget
Not once was I afraid
Not once did I regret
I truly believed I was going to die
And I had accepted it

Sometimes I wonder
If a part of me did die that day
Left behind to wither away
Haunting me from time to time
Calling me to come back

And to be honest
I miss you old friend
But I still have things to do
So you'll have to wait a little longer
Before we can hold hands once more
  Oct 2017 Hailey
honey
sun girls:
they’re all bright eyes and warm hands, they’ll kiss you on the cheek. beautiful freckles. glowing skin, sunflowers and paintbrushes gripped tightly in their hand.

moon girls:
dark clothes and a eyes-closed kind of grin, beat up sneakers and an arizona iced tea, hair that shines, they sparkle even in the dark. soft kisses that taste like spearmint.

mercury girls:
smooth talkers, could convince you to do anything. big eyes and round lips, hair ******* or tucked behind their ear. late night walks and quiet conversations.

venus girls:
lipgloss and breathless laughing, soft hands and tummy. kissing their girlfriend randomly. a voice like honey. hypnotizingly lovely. muffled music and strawberry lemonade.

mars girls:
quick winks and subtle smirks. would **** for you. a love deeper than the ocean, strong shoulders and collar bones. ****** knuckles healing over and tight hugs.

neptune girls:
dreamy girls, hazy around the edges. tilting their heads to the side and sleeping soundly. delicate hands and cherry chapstick. hot cups of tea served with knowing eyes.

saturn girls:
sharpened pencils tucked behind their ear. serious eyes with a hint of laughter. tapping their toes and paying attention. books piled high with the pages well loved.

jupiter girls:
moving their hips and applying lipstick. a smile that electrifies you and lips that entrance you. has a hundred admirers but loves the one girl she can’t have. red lights and excitement.

pluto girls:
confidence that carries through the air. tastes like energy drinks and lightning. crooked smile messy hair. continuous movement with no time to talk. gesturing hands and shuffling papers.
  Oct 2017 Hailey
Sierra
My wrists and thighs
Tattooed with white stripes

My mind consumed in darkness

My eyes clouded with nothingness..

My wrists and thighs stained red

My mind fading

My eyes rimmed with lack of sleep

Depression.

s.j.d
This was my first poem.  I hate to be mainstream with depression poems but this was the first one I had ever written.
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