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  Aug 2018 Charlie Black
Orange Rose
I wrote a poem when I died...
Another at my birth.
A brand-new sonnet when I cried.
And again when there was mirth.

A song for my confession...
A story for my pain...
A painting for depression...
And nursery rhymes for rain.

My creations live inside my heart.
I keep them there in shame.
Yet you looked around and saw my art,
And smiled all the same.
Charlie Black Aug 2018
In the end
Everyone leaves
And I end up
Alone again
And worse off
Each time.
Why do I care
So much?
What am I doing
That makes
Everyone I know
Leave like it was
The easiest thing
They had ever done?
Why do I even try
Anymore?
Maybe I should just
Finally
Give up.
  Aug 2018 Charlie Black
Mims
You ever look at a message and don't open it
Because you know if you do
You'll have to respond
And you just dont know how to



Right now
He kills me
Charlie Black Aug 2018
You deserve
So much better
Than what you got
They're first thought
Shouldn't have been
That you're a disgrace
Or that you're doing this
To spite them
It should have been
To congradulate you
And help you
Every step of the way
Like they did with your brother
You deserve so much better
And I really wish
I could help you
And be there for you
But i can't
And that makes me feel
Like one the worst
People in the world
Right next to your parents
Who can't accept you
For who you are
Everyone should be able
To be who they are
Without being judged
After all this time
Why can't some people
Learn accptance
My best friend just recently came out to her parent as transgender and they're giving her **** about it. They've gone as far as switching off her wifi for days and they even tried to take her to non trans therapy whatever that is.  She's become so depressed and even tried to attempt suicide. I feel so helpless bc we live in different countries. I just hope other ppl don't have to go through what shes going through.
Everyone has their demons,
but what if you are
your demon?
"Anger, and agony are better than misery." - Pain, By Three Days Grace.
  Aug 2018 Charlie Black
Jack
As my problems begin to multiply
Like knives in my heart, I start to cry
In this moment I look to the sky,
And pray there’s no soul more pained than I.
I wrote this poem a long time ago but only just rediscovered it, I hope you enjoy it. JY x
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