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 Jan 2018 Lin
Megan B
I hope when they tell you I'm pretty
you tell them about my kindness,
about how I donated my birthday money when I was ten
and refuse to listen to anyone's negative self-talk.

I hope when they tell you I'm pretty
you tell them about my passion,
about how I put my entire heart into everything I do
and my eyes light up when talking about something I love.

I hope when they tell you I'm pretty
you tell them about my intelligence,
about how I could discuss neurological models all day
and see each academic challenge as a puzzle to be solved.

I hope when they tell you I'm pretty
you tell them how perfect we are for each other,
about how we both think that morning is when you wake up, regardless of time,
and fully accept each other for who we are.

I hope when they tell you I'm pretty
you tell them, "Oh, but she is so much more."
 Jan 2018 Lin
Thicket of Thoughts
If my love were a light,
there would be no dark
                                                            ­                           Until infinity ends
If my love were a wall,
it would be unbroken, unmovable,
and forever standing
                                                        ­                            From heaven to hell
If my love were a history,
it would be unknowable & beyond
understanding
                                            ­                                   To the moon and back
If my love were a song,
it would be a perfect masterpiece,
only played for you
                                                            B­ecause nothing else matters    
And it's all about us.


Y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶r̶o̶t̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶p̶o̶e̶m̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶s̶o̶ ̶l̶o̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶g̶o̶ ̶I̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶g̶o̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶e̶v̶e̶n̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶i̶t̶.̶ ̶R̶e̶a̶d̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶i̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶r̶e̶m̶i̶n̶d̶s̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶o̶o̶d̶ ̶t̶i̶m̶e̶s̶ ̶w̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶ ̶t̶o̶g̶e̶t̶h̶e̶r̶.̶ ̶I̶'̶m̶ ̶s̶o̶r̶r̶y̶ ̶d̶e̶a̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶m̶o̶r̶e̶.̶ ̶B̶u̶t̶ ̶n̶o̶w̶ ̶m̶a̶y̶b̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶n̶e̶w̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶a̶y̶s̶ ̶I̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶n̶'̶t̶.̶
A poem written for the girl I used to be, one who loved a boy more than she loved herself.
 Jan 2018 Lin
Thicket of Thoughts
I want to run away
From all my problems
I want to give up
I want to curl up into myself
And cry until it doesn't hurt anymore
When you decided you didn't want me
It hurt and still does but
I can get over you
When I left him I still loved him
And I think I always will
That's why this hurts so much
I need someone to hold me
And tell me that eventually
Someone won't break my heart
That I will love someone
Who actually wants to be loved
I don't think I can take
This pain any longer
My chest hurts
I can't breathe
I feel like lying in bed
Till the world ends
Because my depression
Is telling me thats all
That I can do
So maybe
I'll just
Give up
 Jan 2018 Lin
Wanderer
His Smile
 Jan 2018 Lin
Wanderer
It's more beautiful than sunsets
Brighter than a summer day
I crave it in every way
But it isn't given away
to passing strangers
or poorly thought out jokes
It is rare
He saves it for special moments
That's what makes it so precious
There is nothing better than the feeling I get when I can put a smile on his face

Connor
 Jan 2018 Lin
Thicket of Thoughts
We were messed up kids
With messed up families
Who desperately needed someone who cared
We were addicts
Just as bad as the people who raised us
But we were addicted to each other
The attention, the need
We loved each other
But hated ourselves
That's why it worked so well

We had a secret club houses
Deep in the woods
Where no one would find us
Make believe worlds
Held together with shoe strings and branches
Curfew was something we never listened to
Because being together was way better than
Being home.

I miss being a little kid
Running threw those woods
Holding on to sweaty hands
Going to get snacks with food stamps
Never wanting to be home
I miss my life as it was
Gardens growing out of plastic blue bins
Little sisters being annoying
Best friends who never left my side
Friends I never thought I’d lose.

I’m happy that I have these memories
Because life couldn’t continue the way it was
12 years olds out till 1 am
Parents who didn’t care
Self harm and depression that increased daily
Relationships broken and people lost.

I’m older now and life goes on
Even now that I have none of them at my side
I still love them and wish for the days that felt
Like they’d never end.
 Jan 2018 Lin
a
1.8.18
 Jan 2018 Lin
a
my heart
it pounds
so vigorously
suddenly
i cant breathe
everything starts to shift
panic takes over
i'm suddenly overwhelmed
trapped
i feel myself breaking faster than my body can handle
i cry for help
but all i can do
is stare blankly
and not say a thing
i am having a panic attack. i hate school so much. someone please come and **** me. I swear i might try tonight if it comes to it. i hope some of you find peace with this piece. I also hope that i helped you to understand your feelings. Poetry is a great coping mechanism. It is a way to put your feelings into words.
 Jan 2018 Lin
No Name
Silent Voice
 Jan 2018 Lin
No Name
Within us, is a                                                          voice
that no one ever heard off.
A sound wanted to go                                          out
Yet its forbidden
and not allowed


For we are always ask                                         don't
Don't speak your mind.
It's what they always say
now you're silent
and you cant                                                                 be
someone you are destined to become

Still we continued to be silent
For we are                                                                     afraid,
Scared of what it can do
that's what on our mind

The little voice inside us
only wanted to be heard
Now we want  it to                                                       drown
into the abyss of nothingness
and stay in that void
for we are afraid of what others think.


Not knowing  its potential
it stayed there
stuck with all the other                                                    noises
Noises that always rendered
and deemed it as useless
Those noises kept you chained                                   with
the guilt of voicing it out.
Dragging you further down.


Creativity and all of                                                  your
wonderful imaginations
cant come out for its locked up
for you are                                                                   SILENT
and always afraid of what others think,
always waits for the approval of others.

Now you kept it all in
You will never learn to fly
because you wrapped your                                              VOICE
with fear and guilt.
Be strong always , its hard to voice out and its always a risk but its a risk worth taking.
 Jan 2018 Lin
No Name
Its Safe
 Jan 2018 Lin
No Name
Don't run away
It's safe here.
It's safe from anxiety
It's safe from pain
It's safe from prejudice
It's safe from suffering
It's safe from trouble

Stay and continue to write
your words are special
no matter where you are
or who you are.

Stay and Write
Write and give hope
For yourself and for others!
Write and give hope!
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