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Rae Jul 2015
"if you would have spent half the time you spend hating yourself on loving me then maybe things would have been different' finally I see why it is impossible for someone to love you if you don't love yourself
Rae Jul 2015
Can anyone see me?
Does anyone care?
This life is so unfair...
I give all the love I have leaving myself with nothing but anger and guilt to fill myself
I break and I wait for the saviour I think about what I would do if I saw someone in so much pain and I realise that I am completely alone...
People don't see the world as a place to love and norish they see it as a feeding ground
The worst part that is once upon a time maybe they were like me maybe they loved to much and got hurt to much... How many times can a heart harden before it becomes stone... I am turning into what I hate and I don't even think I care anymore.
Again not a poem and this time not even close to poetic but let's be honest here poetry is just a pretty way of venting and pretty is ******* over rated
Rae Jun 2015
I try
Everyday I try.
I reach for the goals that society has set upon the dammed, I reach for them like a lost child reaching up to a stranger hoping for a warm embrace but no warmth will ever come.
I will reach until I am grey and old trying to find some form of comfort and in the end if I have succeeded in the eyes of my piers, I will die with money in my wallet, a house for the next dammed to live in and only a pocket full of regrets. LIFE.
Rae Jun 2015
NOTHING WORKS, I CANT CRY, I CANT SCREAM ALL PASSION IS LOST
A CRY FOR HELP THROUGH A PICTURE OR MAYBE A SUBTEL HINT IN A POEM LONG FORGOTTEN
I GASP BUT NO AIR FILLS THESE DRIDED HUSKS NOT ONE MOMENT OF RELIEF NOTHING TO END THIS SUFFOCATION CONSTANTLY ON THE EDGE OF DEATH YET TO MY BITTER BELIEF MY HEART CONTINUES TO MOVE, HOW?!! HOW CAN YOU STILL BE BEATING THE KNIVES PROTRUDING THROUGH YOU AND OUT MY BACK STILL OZE A REDISH GOOP THE WALKING TRACK ACROSS YOU MORE BEATEN THAN A TENDERISED STEAK, THE BLACK HATRED SEEPING FROM YOUR CORE CORRODING EVERY SURFACE IT TOUCHES
EVERY HAPPY FEELING YOU ENCOUNTER LIKE SOME HELLISH ACID EATING AWAY AT ANY INCH OF HUMANITY REMAINING .... AND YET YOU STILL BEAT.
Rae Sep 2014
Dear heart, please listen unto the
Let me love I plea
He loves us can't you see!?
Just let this be
His love could set us free!
Please listen oh just listen to me!

Can't you see him crying?
Each day parcialy dying
He loves us, I'm not lying!

I know I've led us wrong before
I'm sorry & I know your sore
But I promise his worth fighting for!
Can't you see how he adores?
Loves you despite your many flaws?
Rae Sep 2014
The birds singing outside, the smell of mums cinnamon porridge drifting from the kitchen mixed with the crisp cold morning air
The sun, she kisses my face as I lay in my bed waking from a peaceful slumber I hear the innocent giggles of my siblings playing outside
In this moment life is perfect & I feel total bliss & an unconditional love from the earth & those on it
In this moment life is perfect
A thought from the previous day passes my mind, my father standing over my sister with his belt in hand, he lashes out & she screams I cringe & hide further into the corner he pulls the belt back & strikes again " I told her not to hide ******* in the closet"
Another shriek of pain sounds traveling straight through my core
He leaves & my sister lays there weeping I go to her & hold her close she cries into my chest & pulls in closer
I whisper to her of our future & the leaving this place, I see the light return to her eyes
In this moment thing are perfect
Years later & I am a full grown woman my fiancé & I are expecting our daughter in one day I awake at 3am feeling terrified like a lost child in a shopping mall
I awake my partner & tell him something's wrong he reassures me till I drift off to sleep in his arms  
The morning comes with a gloomy feel & I rush into hospital
My mother & I throw jokes whilst waiting for the ultra sound & I feel safe again into the room onto the hard cold steel bed & we begin, I can't look my heart is racing & I look at my mother her face tells me my answer before the doctor slips out one word
The earth falls from beneath me & my dreams & hopes all come undone
After 24hours of excruciating pain I hold her body, limp & life less I wipe the blood from her nose & kiss her forehead before they take her away
My partner holds my hand as we weep for our child he tells me we can make it through this
In this moment life is perfect
A year goes by, she would have been one today my fiancé left for his previous lover & I sought comfort in a gentle caring soul who I am to broken to return love to
I crave to hold my daughter to hear her laugh & watch her blow out her candles
She is gone & I lay here wide awake sobbing into my pillow but it the morning I will sing her her song & the birds will sing & the sun will once again kiss my face as she sends her love down upon me
And in that moment ... Life will be perfect.
It's not about what you don't have, it's about being grateful for what you do have, life is a series of perfect moments you just have to look a bit harder for them sometimes.
No this isn't a poem but I find I'm not having luck finding the words lately...
Like this or not I hope it sends the message I was trying to achieve, be grateful it's the only way to achieve true happiness.
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