Maxwell Clouse

Maxwell Clouse Feb 2019

I'm drowning. Drowning in the thought of you not being.
Being here with me.
The sadness... taking my mind, body and soul into its grasp.
Silently and effortlessly, taking my life away.
You being all that I had left.
Keeping me here, chained to sanity.
Every silent minute, coming to realization.
That you. Are. My everything.
And someday, everything will be taken away.
Waking up in tears...
It's all a dream. Too real to me.
Too real to let the thought of you slip away.
Into the bottomless pit of my mind.

Feb 2019

Lucas Ennis

Noname

It feels like my wrists are burning
Blood is dripping down my arms
My head keeps screaming
I shouldn't of self-harmed.
My mom is going to be mad.
She's going to hit me again.
Give me another bruise.
Now my scars have some friends.
Just wash off the blood.
Dry off with the towel.
Wrap up your arms.
Go back to your personal bubble.
Isolate yourself for another week little girl.
Take you medicine.
And jump off the hill.

Just a little vent cause I feel icky.

#depression #anxiety #lucaspoems #selfharm #suicide

Maxwell Clouse Jan 2019

Silent Sounds

Tik tok, tik tok,
raindrops,
heart stops

Jan 2019

Kayla Hardy

Personality Poem

INFJ - T

I grow exhausted at the exuberance of crowds.
Not able to ignore that nagging voice that whispers the evils of them
Feelings of fear overpower the simple formula of conversation
Jutting into remind me of my appearance compared to theirs -
Too weak to fight against it.

It’s not easy to speak my mind.
Never daring to even introduce myself
Following a very strict line
Just taking each day step by step -
Thinking someday I’ll be able to explain.

Inside, I judge everything.
New situations make the feelings shake
Fear and turbulence expand within
Jaw clenched and sweaty palms -
Thin skin begins to bruise.

Introverted and intuitive
Nervous, yet calm
From day to day
Just a puppet -
To a never-ending nightmare

#personality #poem #infjt #creative #writing #structure

Jan 2019

Taylor - Sweety

I wish

I wish I had the power to stop the clock when you were in my arms
I wish I had the strength to confess my love for you..
I wish I had the courage to hold your slipping hand when you were saying your final goodbyes

#i #wish

Maxwell Clouse Jan 2019

We as a Whole

We fall... silently,
violently clawing at the particles in the air
that we, human beings, cannot see.
For we are free-falling,
through an underestimated state of mind.
Silently breaking.
We don't see the world around us,
as it evolves from something so small.
Into something beautiful like a lotus.
Everything having many meanings.
But we do not see.
We do not care to see... the evolutions.

Maxwell Clouse Nov 2018

Afraid

Afraid of letting you in...
Seeing my sins...
Seeing me runnin,
down this crazy path.
Something
that I can't let go of.
I try to stay above
the murderous tides
that keep sweeping me in.
But I can't run fast enough.
Everytime leaving internal
cuts and bruises,
that never heal...
I am afraid