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Liana Nov 2
The cold bathroom floor
I don't want to cry
I don't want to cry anymore
I can't breathe
My head won't stop shaking
I’m being watched
Why do I want to be watched?
I want be calm
Do I?
Thoughts a million miles a minute
SHUT UP
Too many
WAY too many at once

The air is thick
I just want to kick and kick
I want it run
I don't want to go home
I don't want to feel so alone
Please let me go
Please let me be
This is too much for me
I am only a child
But am I?
Nay
Numbers are numbers
I am not my number
I don't feel that way

I have no frie-
My dad is mentally i-
I’m spending the next 10 days lone-
No thoughts is ends before a new one starts
All overlapping nightmares

Have you ever had a nightmare that you have had before, so you know it's not real?
You don't want to open that door
It leads to your doom
You know it
But, you're not in control
It's a nightmare
Nightmares can be so realistic
I believe that they can also be real

It's 2am
All you can do is write
Write and write
I had a test on this
Nonfiction or fiction?
I aced it
Clearly I didn't learn anything though
I don't know which one if my thoughts are real

I want a warm mug
A mug with something that will soothe the pain
And I really want a hug
A hug that will make it all go away
Yet all I have left are my thoughts
Please go away
Please give me feedback! If your reading this at night in your own panic, remember the feeling passes and you will eventually be okay ❤️
Liana Nov 3
Dear, Someone

I hope you heart will heal
Your soul freed
The life life you want
No longer out of reach
Your ideas set free
And your mind at ease

If these have already happened to you
Which I don't know
How did you do it?
Oh how I would like to know

I hope you respond
In some way or another
In the meantime though
Good morning, afternoon, or night
And I wish you the best
For the rest of your life

From,
A stranger
Liana Nov 3
I feel as though I am being watched
I know I'm not
No one can see through my eyes
No one can see through my head

You might think this scary
But it's not
I want to be watched
I want someone to know
That way
They can believe me
That way they can understand me

And I can stay silent
Liana Nov 5
Yes
There's a monster in my head
He makes me dread
Everything
He makes me fear
Everyone
He comes out
Late at night
He claims he doesn't want to hut me
But he always does
He makes me question myself
And those I love

Yes
There's a monster in my head
He makes me lie for hours in bed
And for some comedic relief
I called him fred
Fred the monster
Living rent-free in my head
Please leave me alone
I don't need you at all
Fred doesn't leave
Liana 4d
I am so mad
And I know anger is other emotions wearing a mask
So here are they:
Sad
Hopeless
Depressed
Frustrated
Scared
And more that don't even have words
Mostly them
Liana 7d
I am not ambidextrous
I am anti-dextrous
Neither of my hands can do anything good

I am not golden brained
I am blue brained
Neither side can tell what it's going to be with you
Mania?
Depression?
Anger?
Who knew?!?

I am not ambipedal
I am anti-pedal
Neither of my feet can run away in time
:):
Liana 17h
When I'm asked
"Are you an introvert of an extrovert?"
I respond
"It depends who I'm with"
Some people are so exhausting to be around
I need time to recover
Some people help me recover
Liana 7d
Because the world is round
the wind is high
And the sky is blue
I cry
Sometimes we cry just because

*Inspired by "Because" by the Beatles
Liana Nov 12
Why is it
That after every social gathering
My thumbs return home
Bleeding?
I have struggled with dermatillomania (skin picking disorder) for years, particularly in my thumbs.
Liana 7d
I see a little crumb in the table
And I know it's weird
But I say hi to it
And I name him Bob
"Hi, Bob! How does it feel to be so small?" I ask
And I imagine him answering
"It's like I'm just a little crumb on a napkin on a table in a giant room of  people. No matter how much I yell, try to make myself seen and loved, and do well, I never grow and I never get noticed."



"Oh"
Liana Nov 5
If only the characters I read about in books
Were actually alive



Oh how much more
Would I love this world
They just seem so much more-----relatable?
Whether this is because we are all the same and I get to see into their mind
Or because the authors are genius and they want me to love the characters
I don't know
I don't care
Bring them alive
Liana Nov 12
The noise
Overwhelming
The mind
Racing
The anxiety
Coursing
The calm
Sinking
The food
Inedible
The people
Loud
The loneliness
Skyrocketing

Cafeteria
Wrote this today at lunch
Liana Nov 4
Life is like candy
You first must open the wrapper
Then get the sweets inside
And when it's all over
All the different layers and phases
You die
Most people get stuck on step 1
And unfortunately then skip to 3
But to get number two
You have to be more than lucky
Open the candy wrapper

Feedback appreciated ❤️❤️
Liana 3d
It means almost nothing to me when it is said someone loves my curly hair
It means almost nothing to me when people say they love my green eyes or anything else


The best compliment I have ever received is
"Liana, you're so weird, but in the very best way!"
What I had no decision in vs what I do
Liana Nov 10
To return home
Alone in your bedroom
Where no one can see you
And to finally let yourself cry
Screaming silently into the night
Liana 16h
I fear you
Everyday
Every moment
You're a silent scream
always taunting me
You're unpredictable
Will I see tomorrow?
Will they see a tomorrow?
Why am I still in bed worrying
When there's a whole world?
I fear the last times
The last times I don’t even know are last times
My head takes me to places no one wants to go
You take them away from us
Anyone has the power to use you
We have to trust each other
But not too much
to avoid you

Dear death,
How dare you?
One of my first poems that I wrote soon after my dog died
Liana 1d
I don't know much about death
Except that it takes your loved ones
It is a big question mark
Taughting me
Constantly

I think
Our brains
Simply can't
Comprehend
That they one day
We won't be there

I don't know much about death
But I know
For some it might be loud
A gunshot the last sound they here
And for some it might be quiet
Alone in world with their last tear

I don't know much about death
But I know
For some it might be at age 6
A very tragic thing indeed
And for some at age 90
Holding the hands of their children
Maybe just as tragic

I don't know much about death
But with great sadness I know
That while some stay until they can't anymore
Some want to go

Death
Holds suspense, grief, and longing
In the palm of his hand
And he boasts it
Liana Nov 7
To live
Is to eventually die

This is temporary
Everything is temporary

They say, "this will be over soon, it doesn't matter" for things sometimes
If that's true
It also applies to life

You will die
And the world will keep on going

Everyone you know
Will die
And the world will keep going

Someone is dying right now
And we keep living

Is it normal
That I feel guilty?
Death is crazy to think about
Liana Nov 4
Do I write too much?
All of these words
Accumulating so fast
Just waiting to be let out
They're getting clasutrapjobic
What can I say?
I wish I would stop
I ask them if I may
They say no
Not in a harsh tone
But just one saying that they need to be let go
"Okay" I tell them
It feels good after all
But do I write too much?
The question still stands tall
Just me?
Feedback appreciated ❤️❤️
Liana Nov 8
You say that you love me more than anything
But if that were true
You wouldn't only think of the present you
You would be the responsible adult I needed you to be
And you would take care of me
You would have a job
And clean the house
And try not to get so mad

You say you love me more than anything
But if that were true
You would think if me too
You would change for me
You would go to therapy
You would get better and become stable

So
Before you say you love me more than anything
Do those things
Because now
I can see that you are lying

Before you say that
Mean it
Those are some powerful words to lie
If you had crossed your heart
You would have died
Liana Nov 3
Don't trust your reflection
The worst man alive might look and be deceived
He might see a hero who's done nothing wrong
An innocent man in and out

Don't trust your reflection
A beautiful girl might look and see a beast
She might see her eyes being crooked
Her body looking too wide yet too thin
An ugly monster outside and in

Don't trust your reflection
It likes to lie
It rips away at your insides
It shows you what you already fear
And makes you feel stupid and weird

Don't trust your reflection
It could break you
It could make you
It could take you to a world where you are better

That evil man will never know all the wrong he did
The girl will never know her beauty

Don't trust your reflection
When you see someone in the mirror
Ask them to define “me”
Then tell them what you see
And do t hide the truth
Don't try to plase especially

Don't trust your reflection
It warps to what the world likes to believe

Don't trust you reflection
Don't even trust me
Feedback appreciated ❤️
Liana 3d
The dread for tomorrow
Is almost
As bad as tomorrow itself
Liana Nov 4
Everything that goes up
Goes down

Everything that begins
Ends

Everything that lives
Dies

So what's the point of anything?
Or
So what's the point of everything!!?
At the very least
That's your choice
Feedback appreciated!
❤️❤️❤️
Liana 2d
I know I am lucky for it
These experiences people my age don't get
Traveling and performing
Playing my instrument
But they don't really know how it is
At home
Scales and metronomes
Haunting me in my sleep
Playing and practicing for my audition
All while crying
Tears rolling down my cheeks as I crescendo
A little sob escapes
During the half rest

I love music
But It shouldn't be this stressful
It's fun when I play with my band
But not alone with my mom
While she's telling me to play that measure again and again
Until I get it right
But I don't really care about that scale
I want to play for fun
Often I have fun though, when I get to solo or play a really cool song and stuff. My mom can really be free with music, it's cool, it's often just not like that with me. Today I was practicing for an audition and crying while doing it. After a while I got fed up and said I wanted to leave, and my mom started arguing with me about it. Eventually I did leave, and went to go hug my cat and write this. I am lucky for it though in many ways, and have learned a lot.

If interested,  her name is "Reut Regev". Her most recent tour was with a band called "Monica Herzig's   Sheroes".
Liana Nov 10
Every time you got better
I would make a mistake
I would think it might last
I would think maybe
Maybe this time it would stick
It was only false hope

Time and time again
The "new you"
Never lasted
In an unexpected instant
You switched back
Just when I thought you changed
False hope

I would rather never hope
Than have my heart crushed every time
This is about my dad. He has BPD (Borderline personality disorder) and it makes him very unpleasant. Constant changing, no stability. It really messed with my head. When he would be in a good period I would always hope that this time it would last. Now I realize it won't and that he is never changing forever and it's better to believe that. I hate false hope.
Liana Nov 5
Fathers
Bizzare creatures they are
For most
They cause pain and suffering
And for the lucky some
They hold your hand in hard times
Sing to you lullabies
Make your mother happy,
Not the reason she cries
They help you with your homework
And they work hard
They can control their anger
Raise their kid
Be responsible
Be kind
Care
Try
Respect that you are adolescents
And most of all
BE YOUR PARENT

Fathers
Bizzare creatures they are
I know that some are good
Which I admit
Gives me jealousy
What did I do to deserve one like mine?
Liana Nov 5
Some fear spiders and snakes
Some, closed spaces, or swimming in deep lakes
Some fear eating too much or talking to people
Some, heights or needles
Then there are those who only fear their own mind
And all of the terrible thoughts and memories inside
And to those people
I wish you prosperity
❤️❤️❤️
Liana 5d
A blue jay perches
Watches the autumn leaves fall--
And stays there alone
I honestly didn't even know what a Haiku was (I knew it was a type of poem but nothing else)before this website. It's my first time trying, and it was really hard! I did my best, though it didn't turn out as good as I hoped. I decided to post it anyway.
Liana Nov 2
Your parent is waking you up
“Five more minutes!” You plead
And now all you want to do is sleep, sleep, sleep
The warmth of the blanket
The peace that comes with the dark
The calmness of your heart
In bed that very last night, none of this you saw
You saw monsters under your bed
Monsters living in your head
The blanket was too warm
Your pillow covers in tears
Only in the morning do you think this would please
In your head all would be solved
Five minutes and all problems
–****, gone!
Then when it's over, you want it again
Liana Nov 7
You think that you are happy by yourself
Until you make wonderful friends
Then you can't stand to be alone again
But to make those friends
Is the tricky part
And it can be a lot more than tricky
So best of luck
I believe you will figure it out in the end
Message me if you please ❤️❤️
I'll truly be happy to talk with you
Liana Nov 5
When I go to the airport
I always wear a funny shirt
Because waiting in line is so dull
And I want to make someone smile
Maybe get a laugh
Maybe make a friend
Maybe make a day
Because why not?
Liana 6d
I just bought a dog toy
For myself
It is a banana
Half my height
And I love it

And now
I have a giant banana
That will live in my room
And whenever I look at it
I know it will help me smile
It doesn't matter as long as it makes you happy
Liana Nov 7
Today
I am going back home
After a month
Of being on road
I really don't want to go
At home I feel so alone
Waiting for me is my nearly empty house
The hundreds of people I see daily that I don't care for
Don't talk to
Make me feel as small as a mouse
Waiting for me is my toddler of father
And the endless hours of work
All of the peace in my mind
Lit up by a torch
Waiting for me are the sleepless nights
Oh how ill miss performing and the people I met
The kindness that often cannot be found in my town in America
I don't want to go home
Context:
For the last month or so I have been touring with my mom and a band she's in. I've been doing this once and awhile for as long as I remember, but now that I'm finnally old enough I can perform with them which is what I did. I love it so much, and I wish to keep going, but it's over and today begins my 22 hour travel experience (at least) back home. If your interested, my mother's name is  Reut Regev. And absolutely not, she is nothing close to famous. She plays jazz.

Thanks for reading!!!
❤️❤️❤️❤️
Liana 2d
I refuse to laugh
Just because that's what they do
I'll just observe leaves
2nd ever Haiku

Instead of pretending to care about what they say, I'll stare out the window and watch the leaves fall. I know, I'm strange.
Liana 5d
Here, ruining each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of his hand
Nobody can, deny that he's not okay

There, manipulating all that he can
Both of us thinking how the other one's crazy
Someone has to be
But he doesn't know what he's doing

I want to be left alone
And he's beside me
I know i'll be choking back tears
But to have him as my father is painful
Knowing that he'll never care
Always believing that he is the victim
Getting hurt all the time
And hoping I'll always be there

I want to be left alone
And he's beside me
I know i'll be choking back tears
But to have him as my father is painful
Knowing that he'll never care
Always getting defensive over every little thing
Except for his mistakes
Hoping I'll stay right there

And it makes me sad to say
I see him there, and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere
I see something that reminds of him in everything

This poem is a big twist on the lyrics of the song "Here, There And Everywhere" by the Beatles
Liana Nov 6
In my head
I have this mantra
For anytime I feel uncomfortable
Or sad
Or just plain bad

I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home

The saddest part
Is that I say it in my own house
I want to feel at home
In my own house
I never have
Is it too much to ask?
How
Liana 3d
How
How can a world of
Hugging good books
Walking and listening to music
Dancing in the rain
Collecting shells at the beach and leaves in autumn
Helping someone get through an anxiety attack
Just smiling when there's nothing to say

Also have

Crying yourself to sleep at night
Sitting alone at lunch
Parents who aren't supportive of who their kids are
Parents that mentally insane and not good to be around
Ones that aren't even there
Homelessness
poverty
And war
Mixed feelings on earth and what we humans are doing with it
Liana Nov 13
How dare I let myself feel sad?

Have you every heard the someone say
"Someone always has it worse"?
They're trying to help you, but it always ends up making me feel terrible
If someone else has it so bad
My problems just seem silly
So how dare I feel sad?

If I'm mad that my dad is crazy
Someone's dad is dead

If school is stressful and I'm freaking out
Some don't get to go because they are working to be able to buy clothes

If I am crying because I can't stop picking my thumb and it hurts
Some people lost their hand in traumatic ways

If I got in to a fight with my mom
Some people would do anything just to see there's again

Someone always has it worse
And that thought is anything but comforting
Now I feel bad for feeling sad
Whenever I feel sad
I also feel guilty
And bad
Because others
See my  difficult problems
And think
Pfft, easy
So how dare I let myself feel sad?
Liana Nov 6
Step one:
Roll up your sleeves so they won't get wet because of you

Step two:
Wash your hands
Hope this makes sense
Hug
Liana Nov 8
Hug
I want to hug my younger self
And I also know I will when I'm older
So I hug myself now
And say it's from the future
Yes, I am aware I might be going insane
Liana Nov 2
I can't sleep
Could it just be that I needed to weep?
I've tried that
It should have worked

I can't sleep
Could it be that I needed to eat?
Ill throw up if I do that
That won't work

I can't sleep
Could it just be that my body hates me?
It won't let me sleep
What can I do to let my mind make it work?

I can't sleep
Could it just be that too much is worrying me?
I can't let myself think that
Others have it worse

I can't sleep
Could it be that I need to run?
I miss the moments of day where I can, but don't
I know there's no way that could work now

I can't sleep
The day will take me
Swallow me whole
Please let it be kind

I can't sleep
I can't even ryme
Let the day give me peace of mind
Please let it work so I won't appear to be blind
Feedback appreciated! Sending love ❤️❤️
Liana 19h
If only everyone
Was a little bit more
Like my cat

Because he sees someone crying
And sits with them to comfort

When I arrive home
He comes to welcome me

No matter how many times
We kick him off the dinner table
He always comes back trying to take
What he believes he deserves
And he eventually he succeeds

He loves
Unconditionally

he's there
Always

And he's absolutely bonkers
But he doesn't care
I didn't edit this
Sorry if it doesn't make sense
Liana Nov 2
I hate the sunset tonight
it shines for the children
for the heroes in all of their might
for the kitten who stares out the window
and for the young lady who cries every night

I hate the sunset tonight because it shines that very same bright for the angry man who does terrible things out of spite
the same bright for ruiners of people's lives
for the person who makes that young lady cry
for the people who believe that some don't deserve rights

I hate it because not everyone deserves to see that light yet it shines just as bright
Thanks for reading! Feedback appreciated ❤️❤️
Liana 7d
I might see something scary
And not know which way to turn
And tomorrow may rain
So today
I'll just follow the sun
*Inspired by "Follow The Sun" by the Beatles
Liana Nov 8
Airports are so interesting
Everyone is going somewhere

But some are going to funerals
Some baby showers

Some to visit their families for a couple days
And some forever

Some waiting for them is only their dog
Some a whole big family just waiting to give them a hug

Some get picked up or dropped off by strangers
Because they have no family left

Some get picked up by their parents
Which some love a lot
Or love less

Probably
Someone will die in their trip

Probably
Someone will have their baby
And maybe they'll be good parents
Or maybe not

Is it just me,
that finds this fascinating?
Back home
Liana Nov 2
I come at unexpected moments
I bring fear and anxiety
I whisper morbid thoughts about your family and society

My favorite times are 3 am and always
My favorite topics are death and pain
I like to make sure that you scream silently in vain

I take you out of reality
Launch you in to space
I planet for the people you may ****
And a star for the ones you won't save

Short and quick
I can ruin your day in the snap of my finger
The what if’s taking over your brain and I promise they will linger

I also serve a purpose which I admit a often fail
To protect from the things that can put you in jail
I know it makes you crazy and so I'm sorry to say
That 's the only thing I know and I'll do it until the end of always.
Feedback heavily appreciated! Thanks for reading ❤️
Liana 5d
I could like whatever I wanted to like

My dad got upset as he always did
Usually something unpleasant for me
Until I decided that it was simply funny
And that I got a kick out of it
And though this was not true
It helped a bit


It was raining and I was walking home from school
Soaked and miserable
Until I decided I liked to walk in the rain
And the rest of the walk went by
---no pain!


I had tripped and fell
Bleeding and trying not to cry
Until I decided that people just decided that pain was a bad thing
So I told myself that I enjoyed it
And it helped a bit
True stories. I really believe that this works, at least to a certain extent.
Liana Nov 3
Focus harder!
If I could I-
Try harder!
If I could I-
Start talking to people more!
If I could I-
Stop crying!
If I could I-
Stop doing that!
If I could I-
Be more productive!
If I could I-
Stop picking your skin
I really wish I could but-
Not my best 😕
Feedback appreciated ❤️
Liana Nov 10
I don't like things to end

Today I met up with some friends
We had a good time
Playing board games and laughing
It was fun
And soon
It was over
It would be another week
Until I'd see them again
But in the meantime
I'd feel like I had no friends
So I left their house
With a heavy heart
Going back in time to when I was a little girl
Begging my mother in tears
"Just five more minutes, please!"
But now I just had to deal
It was over
And that was it
Sadness eating me
I wished I enjoyed it more when it happened
I feel this way every week
Liana 6d
At the store
When I tried on clothes
I felt like I wanted to cry
Not because I really was ugly
(Just a moment ago I was told I was beautiful)
But because
The mirror I looked at
And the lights surrounding it
Made me think that way

You're not ugly
Your mirror is tricking you

You're not stupid
You're a beautiful bird asked to swim in a swamp

You're not unlovable
The people around you are just toxic and don't know how good you are
Don't be so ******* yourself
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