HonestlyEunice: Poems

Aug 2018 · 164

HonestlyEunice Aug 2018

When I go to school, people ask me if I'm fine.
Of course I am. Your just not on my mind.
In my mind you will find
something that will blow your mind
something confusing but fun
and you'll be the only one
to wanna visit

Jun 2018 · 237

I need someone to talk to

HonestlyEunice Jun 2018

I need someone to talk to

I need someone to talk to. Right now I am so broken and now I don't think I can go on any longer. I am in tears and I am hyperventilating. I can't really breathe and I need help. Please help me

May 2018 · 186

Untitled

HonestlyEunice May 2018

Untitled

Isn't sad?
When no one can hear your cries?
When no one can understand you?
When you try to explain why you cry once every hour?
When you wanna tell them to stop hurting you?
But you can't.
You never can.
People tell you your worthless, they call you names, you tell people and they just won't.
The feeling of being alone is already impacting.
But to feel like no one hears your voice hurts.
It's like being underwater.
Its like you can't breathe and you're suffocating.
Is this depression at its worst/best?
Guess I better get used to it. Cause Its my life now

#mylifenow

May 2018 · 204

No Feelings

HonestlyEunice May 2018

No Feelings

I can never have feelings. I really can't. My brothers call me over dramatic when I cry, my mom calls me crazy, and my... I don't even know if I should call them friends. Anyway, they don't like it and I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. And to be honest, I know this isn't a poem; I just need to release somewhere. Its better than self-harm, right?

May 2018 · 206

Hope

HonestlyEunice May 2018

Hope

Everyday, I try to see the world a little more different than I did yesterday.
I always try to see that people can do good.
I have hope that people will change their ways.
And I hope that some will listen to my words and change.
But its all hope.
Hopefully they will change before its too late.
And most of all, I hope people will make peace with each other.

May 2018 · 365

Rose

HonestlyEunice May 2018

Rose

She is like a rose.
She is beautiful as she is broken.
She carries the world on her shoulders and makes it look like a pair of wings.
Her smile gives you butterflies and her voice sounds like the voice of an angel.
Yet she has insecurities of herself.
She carries the world on her shoulders and feels like a million bricks is on her shoulders.
Her smile is a fake one and her voice is broken.
She feels unloved because no one shows it.
And sadly, that girl is me.

Sorry if it *****. One Of my first poems that I wrote.

May 2018 · 174

You

HonestlyEunice May 2018

You

You. Yes you reading this. Don't turn around. I'm talking to you. Now that I have your attention I have something to tell you...

Don't wear heels while drunk.

Just thought I could try being funny or smart. Probably didn't put enough spaces but who cares

May 2018 · 211

I'm Only A Kid

HonestlyEunice May 2018

I'm Only A Kid

When I wake up, there are raindrops against the window pane.
And everywhere I go, there are always expectations pushed onto me.
Be this, be that, wear this not that.
And everyday, I am stressed.
I wish that I could switch my life around
But I am stuck in this rut and I need a ladder of hope to get out of this ditch.
I'm only a kid with dreams to change but no one believes in me.
How do I get them to?
How do I get my classmates to not bully me because I don't have a father?
How do I get my sister to help around the house?
How do I get my grades up for promotion?
I'm only a kid with dreams to change my life and to help my mother.

I can't really rhyme but I can give you stories about my life so a ballad?

May 2018 · 149

Thinking about You

HonestlyEunice May 2018

Thinking about You

I spend every night with you on my mind.
I'm still asking myself if I lied
To you when you asked
But instead I pull out a flask
Of lies so I could have a mask
To cover my fear and tears
Because no one wants me
We are never meant to be
But still I'm thinking about you
But you will never be my boo
And I will never be your baby
But maybe
There could be a chance of us to be together

No. There can never be a chance.
You have her.
And this stuff occur
To make sure we are never together
Yet I am still here, lying in my bed
Staring at the ceiling. And my vision blurs with tears
Never mind. No matter how much I think about you.
We will never be together.

May 2018 · 518

Forever Broken

HonestlyEunice May 2018

Forever Broken

I was never a fixed person. My father left, my mother worked day and night, my sister did drugs, my brother snuck out, and I was left taking care of my siblings. And to make things worse, my innocence was stolen. I will never have a perfect first date, I will never get married in white, and I will always be broken. I will never go to prom with the perfect guy. I will never have the innocence of a bride. I'm forever broken.

This is based off my life. Sorry if its not sunshine and rainbows

#foreverbroken

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