By. Lauren

Today I'm feeling done.
I know it's bizarre.
Only one feeling to represent a day not yet done.
Just today I'm feeling done.
Today I can see the end.
I can see the blood drip.
The drain clog.
The finder cry.
Today I'm feeling done.
Not the I want to die done.
Instead the I'm already gone done.
Just done.
The 15 years of trying and 0 achieving done.
Done.
Such a simple word to represent such a strong feeling.
Such a bizarre word for what I mean.
Not unique.
Only simplistic.
4 letters to represent a whole day.
A whole life.
Today I just feel done.

By. Lauren

I feel like I'm watching through someone else's eyes.
A glaze over mine.
This world is yours not mine.
It'll never be mine.
It's so blurry here.
Is it just the air?
My eyes don't feel like they're mine.
Will they ever be mine?
Is it just a lost cause?
Maybe I'm in a game.
A game I can not control.
A game where I'm the pawn.
A game where there is no win.
Only death.
My only outcome is death.
I guess this world really will never be mine.
I'm just a guest with eyes that are not mine.

By. Lauren

It's been a while.
I missed you.
How are you?
It's been so long.
Why didn't you answer my texts?
Let me cling on to you.
You're mine.
No one else will ever love you.
Why won't you let me love you?
You're worthless.
If I can't love you then no one can.
I miss you.
I love you.
If you leave me I'll do it.
I still have the pills you told me to get rid of.
You're mine.
That's all you'll ever be.

By. Lauren

"I thought only sick people took pills."
Oh honey the things the world will tell you.
The things I want to teach you.
Don't believe everything,
It's not all truth.
But honey your eyes will deceive you.
The deepest pains lie innermost where you can not see them.
These pills.
These pills tell a different story.
A tale of two worlds one you can not see.
A world that lies within me.
A world where broken isn't visible.
These pills.
These pills are the only link between my worlds.
The reminder of reality.
The reminder that I too am sick.
Honey what you must know is sick isn't always visible.
Broken isn't always beautiful.
Pills are not only for the sick but the day dreamers too.

By. Lauren

My poetry is a work in progress.
Before I can finish one I'm on to the other.

By. Lauren

You said you where like me.
That you knew my pain.
Why was I naive?
What did you know?
My body is a fortress with crumbling walls
Held up by a foundation that was never strong enough to prevent the settling.
Do you still think you know my pain?
Has your understanding grown?
A weary traveler unable to rest.
Are you really all that much like me?
Do you understand my pain now?

By. Lauren

I know I'm just a teen but I have my needs.
I have my dreams.
The life in a city.
The fun of a day.
Living the life I have always dreamed.
A day with you.
A need of mine.
Without you my life is only the dream of a teen.
What more can I be?