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Into Darkness Feb 2023
Often I find myself revisiting the bridges I built in my youth with best friends, crushes, or even the kids I just ate lunch with.

Tell you the truth,
It's more like visiting patches
Of charred remnants and ashes
Of these bridges that burnt
Down in batches

I attemt to reminisce, but I was remiss
So I repress my part in this
As the arsonist.

The fact is
I never really liked playing with matches.
Into Darkness Jan 2023
Deep in the wilderness
Laid a forest hidden by Earth.
The hills formed its barrier
Trees formed its gate.
The forest's gentle breeze played a ballad
I wish I could have saved.
For when a prodigious storm
Set the wood ablaze.
The trickling drops of rain
Endeavored to quench the flames,
But all that was left of the forest
Was ashes in the rain.
Wrote this my senior year in high school
Into Darkness Jan 2023
It's true I tried to push you away
What can I say I've accepted the blame,
But I tried to change
Can you say the same?
This isn't a game!

You came into my life just to hurt me
Why is everything getting so blurry?
Ah, it's the tears
Can't hold em back now
Tonight I might drown

Tried to stay afloat with some bottles
Turned my brain onto auto
Hit by the tidal wave of pain
What was there to gain?

I'm floating now and the feelings aren't so loud
Even after I let go of the bottle
I've begun to realize I was hollow
Into Darkness Mar 2021
Put it in your mouth if a statement needs to be said, but bring it to the side of your head if you truly want to be dead

When I press this gun to my head is it an act of cowardice or is it courageous? I can't pull the trigger when my mind has gone red; only negative thoughts running through my head.

I didn't even write my letter what would even be
the header?

I'm sorry mom the last one has left the nest,
Just not like the rest.
He couldn't fly with a broken mind he fell and died.
A suicide.

I'm sorry but the truth is, I have always wanted to die
Was very suicidal for a while. Wrote this during a week where I played russian roulette every day.
Still here.
Into Darkness Mar 2018
This head harbors a dreadful beast
Malformed and unsightly, it kills with ease.
These thoughts,
Not my own.
The pistol in my hand,
Out of my control.
The barrel pressed to my head,
Cold.
The beast whispers,
"You're all alone."
The first poem I ever wrote
Into Darkness Dec 2017
Why are you so quiet,
It's fun to be social
won't you just try it?

No.

I don't feel the need
To share in the greed.

So pitiful is the life
That needs
To feed.
Into Darkness Dec 2017
Can you feel it?
The pain,
The suffering.

Or can you hear it?
The lying,
Then the crying.

The boys pressing guns to their heads
While the girls
Are hanging in their closets
instead.
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