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7d · 104
Thursday-July 3rd.
Thursday-July 3rd- 2:53-passed away-

I'll always love you--
even though your gone,
I love you to infinity and beyond.
🐕🐶❤️😢
Good afternoon, fellow poets.
I have updates on my new story- “The Sea Blazer”

1st story release- end of July.
2nd story release- end of August.
3rd-and final story release- end of September.

1st story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the battle of Night Jaw.”

2nd story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the battle of the gods.”

3rd story is called….
“The Sea Blazer and the secret of Treasure Cove.”

That’s all for the update! Thanks y’all for your support!
-Olivia :)
Jul 2 · 112
Choices to make
Hit the breaks, no room for mistakes,
feeling like the world's about to quake.
Caught between the choices I've made,
lost in stormy weather on an abandoned lake.

No directions— no clear route to take,
so many choices — afraid which to make.
This literally took my 30 minutes to make…… i am so exhausted today…
Jul 1 · 87
Who I Blame
I am igniting fire--flame.
You tried to test me,
Causing pain.
It is you--who I blame
Based off of "That" day
Hello all poets-writers-readers-etc!!

I have been working on my new short story- “The
Sea Blazer”
I have edited it a lot- created chapters etc.. I WILL be deleting the old story. ADDING ONLY the NEW intro and working to keep up with updates on when the official story is out!
Thanks y’all for supporting me so far—keep checking in for updates-
Love y’all-
Olivia :)
IM SOOOOO EXCITED!!!! 😆
“Sea Blazer”
——————-
They say the sea sinks whoever crosses the waters. But the Sea Blazer? Too bright—too strong—too loved—to sink.
A ship of courage born from the heart of the sea. Not even cannons can sink the Sea Blazer.
Even so—we haven’t seen the Night Jaw in a year. We still keep a lookout as we know there’s always lurking in the night. Wake swears he saw its black sail in the fog last moon. Zen says the Night Jaw isn’t a ship. It’s a “grave with teeth.”
If it ever catches us… the Sea Blazer is strong enough—WE are strong enough.
Sea salt runs in my veins—
From every scar,
Every ****,
Etched into my skin
Like pencil to paper
On a map.
They left me on the docks. Blood dripping from gashes in my body, a broken compass in my hand—rusted, worn from years of use.
The sea took me in—not kindly—but I keep fighting to be free.
I don’t sail the seas alone. Seventeen crewmates call the Sea Blazer home. Each one knows the rhythm of the waves, the boards of the ship, the soul of the sails, and the path of each shore—by heart.
Each one—family. Broken, battered, but loved.
As their captain, I treat them with the respect of sons and daughters. We all have one mission—to find the Night Jaw, **** its crew, and retrieve the Blaze Stone from the Night Jaw’s crew.
The Sea Blazer doesn’t look for treasure, doesn’t sail to ****; it’s after completing this mission. The Blaze Stone—I was attacked in my hometown, left to die by the docks—still with my compass. But they stole the Blaze Stone from my locket and sailed away after torturing my friends—now my crew.
The gem holds the power to control all bodies of water, including the “Ember Sea,” the sea attached to my home. Without the gem, those who travel, live, and enjoy the seas are not safe from the waves, tide, and whirlpools.
Night Jaw’s crew controls the Blaze Stone, raining havoc on all seas—making it impossible to sail, get resources, or live life without fear of flooding from the sea.
To get the Blaze Stone, we need to **** the captors and crew of Night Jaw, retrieve the gem’s orders to protect the seas, and get revenge for the pain of me and my friends.
THIS is OUR mission aboard the Sea Blazer.
On board to complete this mission and secure our waters is…—
Rynn — First Mate
Mack — Anchor Mate
June — Navigator
James — Helmsman
Acker — Gunner
Fate — Lookout
Penny — Quartermaster
Steven — Carpenter
Ollie — Gunner’s Mate
Ivy — Sailmaster
Trick — Ship’s Jester
Calvin — Medic
Veronica — Secret Keeper
Hannah — Deckhand
Wake — Quarterdeck Guard
Quinn — Sail Rigger
Zen — Ship’s Ghost / Survivalist
Olivia (me) — Captain
The ship—A loyal sailor of the seas.
Wooden boards rest solid under our thick leather boots, worn by storms, sweat, and our blood.
Red-orange-yellow sails flail in the soft wind, like flames licking the teal sky.
Each creak—a whispered warning. Broken promises that echo through the worn wood, painful reminders that hum beneath our sturdy, solid deck.
It’s a blazing day to be on the Sea Blazer—to run this ship till my last breath.
My hands—scarred, blistered, pale—but steady—hold the wheel like my life depends on it.
—END OF INTRO— MORE COMING SOON!!!—
WELCOME ABOARD THE “SEA BLAZER”
Your scars,
Deep rivers,
Etched with veins and blood.

Your storm,
A raging fire on your ship,
Screams hidden
Beneath the fiery roar.

It's YOUR fire,
A smoldering core
Of you—
Born from your heart,
Soul,
Experiences,
People you meet.

It's your flame,
A fierce flame,
Licking at your weaknesses,
Boarding your ship
And burning it—
Not giving up the fight.

You're not broken,
Only shaped by your fire—
So is your boat.

You're reborn,
Shaped like molten metal
Through your wildest flame.

Your story is never "soft"—
It's your sword,
Carved from
New-found courage,
Love,
Hate, and strength
After each rebuild.

We all break,
But then we bloom,
Like dandelions
Bursting through
Cracked concrete—
They stay alive no matter
How many times they get crushed.

You can rise
From blood—
The crimson ink
Is now your story.
You shed
It all
As your power
Of writing.

The sky will
Turn blue,
Washing away
Raging waves
Who roar
Like the largest lion.

Cotton ball clouds
Will patch your wounds,
Gently soothing
Your battered heart—
Shattered boat.

We'll all come together,
Helping to build
Your sails back up,
From frayed, worn threads,
Repairing the wooden boards
With boards
Like bones,
Holding strength inside.

Your storm is beautiful,
Just like you.

It's your storm—
We'll be here --always--
To help you fight through.
Poems DON’T bloom—
They rupture.
They ignite,
Like a fire in your soul,
Waiting to explode,
Like gasoline in a burning room.

Poems
Are those
Who land deeper than the largest crevasse—
Those that leave you glaring,
Wide—unblinking eyes.

Waiting for the next punch
To your heart,
Like music crashing into your body
When you have the volume too loud.

Poems are meant to claw,
To rip,
Open your ribcage,
To smear
Your blood—pain—EVERYTHING
In front of you,
To show you it’s okay
For ALL to exist;
To trick
Your heart
To love,
Hate,
To turn fear
Into fate.

There are supposed to drip blood
In words that were NEVER meant to be said.

Every line,
Something I couldn’t bellow,
So I sharpened
My words like a knife,
Till my words bled
Blood—
I could never give back.

I LIVE for blood,
I LIVE for pain.
I LIVE for the world to not
Care
What it’s left for me,
What the world’s done to let me decay.

Each verse of silence,
Each verse of pain,
Each verse of anger,
Of shame,
Or hate,
Of love,
IS YEARS
OF SWALLOWING
MY OWN BLOOD.

YEARS.
OF HATING MYSELF.
YEARS.
OF NOT TRUSTING ANYONE
Who said…
“I’m here,”
“I’ll listen,”
“I’ll help.”

LET THAT BURN.

YEARS.
OF PAIN.
YEARS.
OF SHAME,
FOR WHAT THEY DID,
FOR HOW THE WORLD
TAUGHT ME WRONG.

You call my poems BRAVE!?
…THEIR SURVIVAL.
THEIR BLOOD.
I WAS NEVER
ABLE TO PUT BACK
IN MY BODY.

Poems are my baggage;
Each weighs—
A ton.

What is a poem?
A POEM?
It’s the moment before you scream,
When you realize you can’t say
What’s digging into your mind.
It’s rhyming stanzas
Disguised as hatred.
It’s love
Dressed as rhythm.
It’s pain
Hidden
As syllables,
Each word—my teeth.

Poems are MEANT
To be messy,
MEANT
To be ugly,
MEANT
TO LIVE—

Even when others
Think they shouldn’t have ever
Lived that long,
When you’re told to leave it in your head.

You want a Poem?
SIT in my blood.
I’LL sit in yours.
I’ll comfort you,
If you do the same.
I’ll be there in your brightness,
And in your darkness,
With the faint glow of the candle
To illuminate
Your shattered
Ship.

Writing is a freedom;
It’s everything
Anyone could need.

A poem doesn’t need to be perfect—
…just…let it be you.

THAT’S what a poem is MEANT
To do.
I finally got this out of me…i feel…free…
Jun 28 · 38
Day Turns To Night
Day turns to night
The faint yellow glow
of the streetlamp
Illuminates the-now deserted
Roadway

A quiet hum of birds
Are the only thing filling
The silenced city

The sun now sinks low
Dusk to midnight
All goes mute
The flicker of
house lights
Are only visible
In the soft mist

all goes to sleep
In bed- without a peep

Day to night
Dusk to midnight
Midnight to day
The cycle continues
Waiting to repeat
Another day
Free write :) -- no Grammer fixes for now
I tried to follow the map,
It was a trap.
It soon vanished,
I have a clue.

If it’s who I think it is.
They’re coming back soon.  

Each winding turn,
Every breath burned.
Each demon,

The blood,
Visions.
All flooding.
My brain.

Each turn.
A major mistake.
I wish I could fix,
My head.
I can’t even go to bed.

The hallucinations,
Each time.
My brain is tricking me,
I know it’s true.

How long can I last?
Before I collapse?

There after me,
All day,
Every day,
Im never free.

Struggling-
They silence me,
With words.
Claiming Im trouble,
Claiming I’ll never be enough,
Claiming Im not tough enough.

They stole me map,
A bit ago,
Like a had suspected before.
Im losing my way,
The path,
No longer paved.
The road signs,
Lost in mist.
They programmed,
In place.
Like they ceased to exist.

For now— to stay alive,
I obey.
If I don’t,
They’ll surely come back,
Another day,  
To make sure I decay.
Hi yall,
Remember when I said I was going to camp next week?
   ...well...it is actually the following week..I apologize for this--as i just realized my mistake after my parents mentioned starting to bringing out our suitcases.
  
Thanks yall-- for your understanding and I sincerely apologize for the confusion!
- Olivia
Hello fellow poets,
Welcome if your new—
Hello to friends Ive made.

I thought I’d let you know,
Im going to camp next week.
So I’ll be gone all week.
With NO access to ANY electronics,
So I won’t post next week AT ALL!
I will post AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE.
This rest of the week— into weekend.
Love y’all!!
<3  :)
   -Olivia
Jun 27 · 90
Stay Strong
Sad-sunken eyes,
Large tumor,
Growing fast.
Who knows?
How long he has.

Bulges and bumps,
Along his body.
Cant even sit,
Or stand properly.

I love you Toby,
To infinity and beyond.
You probably only have,
around a week left.
But still—
Stay strong.
I love you Toby— you didn’t even get out of bed today..you only ate twice..only went to the bathroom a couple times… I know your hurting.. I just hope you don’t…pass away…while Im going to camp… I love u…
Jun 27 · 87
Afloat
Hope washes in—
On my new boat.

Brushing against,
The new-strong,
Wooden planks.

Hopefully.
I can stay,
Afloat.
Who knows when I’ll sink again..it’s just a matter of time, before the ship goes down, and I go with it…
Jun 27 · 146
Numb- TW
This spiral im in,
Each wave that comes,
I just need to wait
For the meds—
To make me numb.
Just the waiting game…not ever sure if these meds even work….
Blood is red,
Roses are dying,
Everything hurts.

Pain amping up,
So now—
I’m sitting here,
Crying.
Acid reflux, period cramps, and IBS— mixed together, take a toll on my body. I just never let it show around others.
So many wounds— open scars,
Why didn’t I stand up for myself?
—have them put behind bars?
Based off of the middle school incidents— relating to “that” day
Jun 26 · 69
Never surrender
I'll never surrender,
Not a pretender,
Just a fighter.

Not chasing demons,
They chase me.
I'll keep on fighting.

Day or night,
I fight.
Jun 26 · 49
No Maps
Give me
The step-by-step;
I am losing it.
Roads a blur,
Lanes pitch black.
I chase each road,
Not ever sure
Where it’ll go.

Reaching an end
With trembling hands,
Who knows where
Life will let me land?
The signs
I knew
Now fading within mist.

Do my dreams even exist?
My compass won’t spin.
I need a change in steps.
My life is still running
On no maps.
just free flow writing :)
-ender rhyme:
Surrender, tender, blender, defender, pretender, sender, lender, mender, offender, contender, fender, spender, ender, extender, gender, render, recommender, suspender, transponder, vendor, slender, ******, co-defender.

-at rhyme:
Cat, hat, bat, rat, sat, flat, mat, that, chat, pat, spat, gnat, brat, fat, splat, combat, format, acrobat, diplomat.

-eep rhyme:
Deep, sleep, keep, creep, beep, leap, peep, steep, weep, sheep, cheap, sweep, reap, heap, jeep, asleep, upkeep, oversleep.

-ake rhyme:
Lake, make, take, fake, bake, wake, snake, break, stake, quake, ache, cake, shake, remake, mistake, heartbreak, forsake.

-ight rhyme:
Light, night, sight, might, tight, right, flight, bright, height, kite, write, bite, delight, insight, excite, ignite, recite, rewrite, polite.

-ell rhyme:
Bell, well, tell, fell, sell, smell, shell, spell, yell, dwell, excel, compel, repel, dispel, cartel, farewell.

-own rhyme:
Down, crown, town, frown, brown, gown, noun, clown, renown, drown, shakedown, breakdown, showdown.

-ore rhyme:
More, store, floor, core, door, sore, lore, before, explore, restore, implore, adore, encore, galore, offshore.

-ay rhyme:
Day, say, way, may, play, stay, gray, spray, clay, bay, delay, display, obey, okay, array, hooray, stray, dismay.

-ing rhyme:
Sing, bring, ring, king, wing, thing, string, swing, cling, fling, bling, spring, zing, everything, anything, nothing.

-and rhyme:
Hand, sand, land, band, stand, grand, brand, expand, command, understand, reprimand, demand.

-eed rhyme:
Need, feed, seed, greed, speed, read, lead, deed, bleed, proceed, succeed, agreed, mislead, indeed.

-ime rhyme:
Time, rhyme, crime, prime, climb, chime, dime, slime, sublime, overtime, meantime.

-ear rhyme:
Dear, near, clear, fear, tear, year, cheer, appear, revere, sincere, pioneer, interfere.

-own rhyme:
Crown, town, down, brown, frown, gown, noun, clown, renown, drown, pronoun.

-air rhyme:
Fair, care, dare, share, bear, wear, stair, pair, glare, rare, spare, repair, aware, declare, affair.

-ide rhyme:
Ride, side, tide, wide, pride, glide, hide, slide, inside, outside, collide, divide, abide.

-ool rhyme:
Cool, pool, school, rule, tool, stool, fuel, jewel, drool, ghoul, fool, duel.

-ite rhyme:
Fight, light, right, tight, night, sight, flight, might, white, kite, rewrite, delight.

-all rhyme:
Ball, call, fall, hall, mall, tall, wall, stall, small, install, recall.

-ock rhyme:
Rock, sock, clock, block, knock, mock, shock, dock, flock, unlock, stock.

-ay rhyme (continued):
Fray, delay, relay, essay, repay, midway, subway, ballet, buffet, okay, hooray.

-ush rhyme:
Rush, hush, crush, blush, flush, brush, plush, slush, thrush, gush.

-an rhyme:
Man, pan, fan, tan, plan, scan, clan, began, ran, can, van, span, woman.

-ent rhyme:
Sent, bent, rent, tent, meant, spent, invent, relent, ascent, dissent, percent.

-old rhyme:
Cold, bold, hold, gold, fold, mold, told, sold, rolled, behold, uncontrolled.

ain rhyme:
Rain, pain, gain, train, brain, main, chain, plain, strain, remain, explain, domain, refrain, sustain, complain, attain.

-uck rhyme:
Luck, stuck, truck, duck, muck, pluck, yuck, cluck, struck, tuck, shuck, ****, conduct, construct.

-ash rhyme:
Cash, dash, flash, trash, clash, rash, smash, splash, ****, stash, backlash, rehash.

-ent rhyme:
Lent, bent, sent, rent, tent, meant, spent, cement, relent, event, prevent, dissent.

-est rhyme:
Best, rest, test, nest, west, chest, guest, quest, invest, suggest, attest, contest.

-ick rhyme:
Stick, pick, kick, lick, quick, thick, brick, slick, trick, chick, click, flick, mystic, arithmetic.

-ame rhyme:
Name, game, same, flame, fame, shame, blame, frame, claim, exclaim, became, inflame.

-oon rhyme:
Moon, spoon, soon, tune, balloon, cartoon, cocoon, raccoon, monsoon, harpoon.

-ump rhyme:
Jump, bump, lump, pump, stump, dump, clump, thump, trump, jumpstart.

-ite rhyme (new words):
Bite, site, spite, excite, contrite, incite, unite, invite, finite, rewrite, oversight.

-ean rhyme:
Mean, bean, clean, lean, teen, queen, keen, green, screen, unseen, machine, routine, serene.

-oy rhyme:
Boy, toy, joy, coy, ploy, employ, destroy, enjoy, decoy, alloy.

-ob rhyme:
Job, sob, blob, rob, mob, fob, throb, ****, snob, hobnob.

-ug rhyme:
Bug, rug, hug, mug, tug, snug, plug, drug, shrug, unplug, smug.

-edge rhyme:
Hedge, edge, wedge, dredge, pledge, allege, fledge, knowledge (slant rhyme), sledge.

-ear rhyme (new batch):
Year, ear, clear, spear, sear, smear, appear, engineer, frontier, revere, volunteer.

-ap rhyme:
Map, nap, cap, gap, tap, sap, clap, trap, lap, slap, wrap, mishap.

-ow rhyme:
Now, how, cow, brow, plow, vow, allow, somehow, endow, avow, disallow.

-ean rhyme (continued):
Scene, marine, cuisine, caffeine, vaccine, obscene, unseen, intervene, tambourine.
You can’t just say that…
It’s not how it works.

I am speaking my,
Pain out loud.
So I can get the help I need,
So someone can lead—
Me down the right path.

This is how you talk though.
When I needed help,
All your lies,
“Its a disguise”
“You just want attention”
NO ITS NOT!
It’s REAL!
it HAPPENS!
I’m HURTING!
PLEASE LISTEN!!!

And DONT say these things..
This is what I’ve been told.
DONT make these mistakes,
When someone shares,
The pain,
That life has caused to unfold.
WHY!!! People say these things to people including me not realizing the affect it has in the future….goodness…… it makes me SO mad….
Jun 24 · 54
New Me
I meet a new part of myself
Everyday

I meet a bigger heart
Taking care of those
Even when we’re apart

A smarter brain—
A stronger mind
Who I gain ability’s to tame
Throughout experiences

More powerful body
I grow stronger
To become a new
“Somebody”

Each day
I meet a new part of me
It grows beyond
My own imagination

Sprouting seeds
I learn to take care
of my own needs
I’m starting to finally form
A new me

To wrestle the storm
That used to take control
Over my body
Mind
Heart
And soul
Just another free write— with no grammar edits for my own convenience!  :)

(Tbh…Im probably going to edit my grammar tmrw)
Jun 24 · 57
My Very Best
Long nights
roads are steep
I still fight
Even when I sleep

Even though pain hurts and I groan
I keep fighting
Never standing alone

I keep falling
But I still stand
No matter how rocky things get
On any type of land

Any type of hope
In any place
I still try to keep
A smile on my face

No matter how tough the trail gets
I still try
My very best
Jun 23 · 85
You’re a Star
Waking up,
Is your freedom.
Waking up.
Is your heart.
Waking up,
Is your life.
Keep fighting—
No matter what.
Cause your a star.
Jun 23 · 122
At A Time
One breath,
At a time.
One memory,
At a time.
One word,
At a time.
That all I need—
To keep going.
I just need to try,
For one at a time.
Till I can love myself,
Not leaving myself behind.
Jun 23 · 145
No Matter the Fate
One petal left—
But the rose doesn’t cry.
On petal left—
Yet the rose still try’s.
One petal left—
But color still radiates.
Hope is what powers,
The rose,  
No matter the fate.
Jun 23 · 31
The Boat
The boat
It stays true
—Stays afloat

The long wooden frame
Not daring to break
Not afraid
—completely tame

Neat sails
Holding strong
Soft-velvet
No sign of betrayal

The boat holds many
But keeps to its word
To protect all who boards
No matter where they come from

The boat pushes through any storm
Sings all the songs
This new boat
Free from its dock
Staying strong

A symbol of hope
Is
The
Boat
Jun 23 · 62
Summer Day
The sun bleeds through
The vein-filled leaves.
The wind picks up—
A soft-loving breeze.

The wind knows
And brushes my hair away,

So I can gaze
At the soft
Flowers in the deep,
Crevassed valley

On this bright summer day.
Jun 23 · 37
Bottled up-TW
Bottled up feelings  
In the ocean tide
A little bottle
Riding the oceans
Falls and rises
It’s motions—
Rapid and fierce
Like a lion on the loose
The wave makes moves
Prieces like a knife
In the raging waves
Bottled up inside my Brain
Is all there hang onto everything that hurts
Till the waves knock me out
And I collapseright-then-and-there
Everything is all bottled up
Forever and always
Stuck in that little glass bottle
Stuck in those waves
I'll always be stuck
Left to decay--
In my own world
When I was betrayed
To: my younger self.
From: 2025 self.
…………………….
Stay strong
People will try to hurt you

DON’T stop reporting them
They NEED to learn there lesson
DON’T go to picture day
They WILL take advantage of you

Love yourself
NO MATTER WHAT

Trust your parents
They will ALWAYS be there for you

DONT EVER take no for an answer

DONT believe the “security camera” lie

KEEP writing
And NEVER stop
(You’ll be famous 1 day)

Speak up about your health issues
(You’ll finally get the help you need
EARLIER ON!!!)

Be a child for AS LONG AS POSSIBLE
you WILL lose that eventually

KEEP listening to music
It WILL be your free time
AND your way out of bad situations

DONT listen to
The principal and counselor there
They lie and are hurting you
Even IF you can’t notice in now

be WHOEVER you want to be
DONT let anyone stop you

Smile as much as you WANT to
you don’t need to pretend

Love the color yellow
It will become the color
And symbol of freedom

Come “out” in the pride community
DONT hide it!!!

Speak up when you talk
Let people hear you

Take self care days
You deserve it :).

Lose your friends
(Except for Steph)
They ALL will side with the “others”
And hurt you on “THAT day”

Feel free to cry
Letting it all out
Won’t hurt you

Go outside more
You will LOVE it

Spend more time with Toby
He WONT have long left

BE YOURSELF
LOVE YOURSELF
YOU GOT THIS
YOU ARE STRONG
YOU ARE LOVED
YOU ARE AWESOME
YOU ARE PERFECT—
JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. :)
There will be no grammar fixes— I am just free writing, cause I’m extremely exhausted.    :)
IM DONE
—————-
I’m tired to trusting people,
Who never ran the mile.
Trusting someone,
I had known was sketchy,
Has never been worthwhile.

Im tired,
Of giving someone something,
For them to never return it back.
I’m tired of them walking all over me,
Like a door mat.

I’m tired of people,
taking advantage of my kindness,
And using it to turn me,
Against the people I love.

I’m tired— SICK AND TIRED,
OF THEM RUINING MY LIFE.
I AM STRONGER THAN THAT.
IM CHANGING,
SO I CAN BE HAPPY,
AGAIN.

All those times,
You ran over my kindness.

All those times,
You took advantage of the chances.
I gave.

All those times,
you said you were there for me,
But then YOU LEFT.

YOU LEFT—when I needed you.

YOU LEFT—hurting me more.

All of your lying…
IM DONE!
IM FINALLY—
DONE!
Jun 22 · 90
Sun
Sun
The suns first color is yellow.
Her favorite for sure.
She has others though.
A collection of more.
Oranges bleed to pinks,
Purples seep into red.

Dawn and dusk.
Her best times of day.
No matter the weather,
She always comes back,
She always try’s to stay.
When the sun comes out,
All worry’s wash away,
And brightness,
Fills,
The—once,
Cloudy day.
An older poem!!! (I found my old poem book from 5 years ago!!!).   :)
Jun 21 · 84
The Room
White brick,
Metal chains.
Locked In,
So afraid.

Metal clinking,
against concrete.
No escape.
Locked in,
It’s fate.

A small cot,
Made of wood.
In the corner,
White concrete floor,
I shuffle my feet,
Towards the door.

I gave up screaming,
long ago.
I gave up because—
No one could hear me,
Yell.
So now I sink low—
To the concrete,
And look out,
But all I see,
Is more white walls,
So know I doubt myself.

The metal chain,
Weighing me down,
Like a brick.

A chain of—
Regret.
Shame.
Pain.
Sadness.
Fear.
Anxiety.
Anger.

I’m stuck in this,
walled concrete cell.
With thick metal-
Bars
Metal chains,
Weighing me down,
Forming deep scars.
From those already there.

This room,
I’m trapped.
It has always lasted,
I’m stuck here,
Always tested.

I hope one day.
I’ll break the chains.
But Im still stuck,
Attached to this wall,
In this cage,
In this room,
Debating if I can ever change.
Jun 21 · 53
They warned me
They warned me,
Life was unforgivable.

They warned me,
Life hurts.

They warned me,
I shouldn’t expect perfection.

They warned me,
I have to be stronger,
Than others actions or words.

They warned,
and warned me some more,
Everyday.
THAT day i decayed,
In silence.

I NEVER expected,
the world could hurt,
As much as I was told.
Those warnings,
Are so much more.
My limits were tested,
Far out of the shore.  

It’s most Important to head,
Warnings when they come.
Now Im on the run,
From life’s worst nightmares,
That send boulders,
tumbling down my path.

Im forever lost in regret,
Low self esteem,
Health conditions,
cluelessness,
Mixed with dreams.

I hope one day,
I’ll be someone great,
But Im lost for-now.

Even though,
They warned me,
Life would hurt.

I didn’t follow,
What they warned me.
Begin with a question no one wants answered.
Write as if gravity stopped working for one day.
Describe a home you’ve never lived in but still miss.
Begin in the middle of an argument and don’t explain it.
Write from the perspective of a falling star.
Describe love using only mechanical imagery.
Begin with the line “Everyone disappeared at once.”
Imagine you are the last memory someone will ever have.
Write a poem using only instructions (e.g., “step one…”).
Describe what lives between seconds.
Write as if the earth is writing a diary.
Imagine the scent of grief and describe it.
Begin with “This is the part I never talk about…”
Write from the perspective of something melting.
Describe what hides in silence.
Imagine you woke up in someone else’s past.
Write about a map with no destination.
Begin with a riddle and unravel it as a poem.
Write a poem as if your body could talk.
Describe a fear that grows roots.
Write as if you're trapped in a moment forever.
Begin with a sound that doesn’t exist.
Write about a name you’ve forgotten but feel deeply.
Describe betrayal without using words of anger.
Imagine your dreams were someone else’s reality.
Write from the perspective of a message in a bottle.
Begin with “They warned me, but…”
Describe what remains after joy leaves.
Imagine your voice got lost — where did it go?
Write a poem about the space between letters.
Describe a day that repeats endlessly.
Write as if you’re becoming someone else mid-sentence.
Begin with an echo that won't stop.
Describe the sound of forgetting.
Write from the point of view of a shadow left behind.
Imagine a clock that runs on emotion instead of time.
Begin with “The sky cracked open…”
Write about a song that only you can hear.
Describe a truth you found by accident.
Write a poem as if the seasons refused to change.
Imagine color could bleed — what would it stain?
Begin with “I borrowed this from a stranger…”
Write from the perspective of the wind carrying news.
Describe the weight of silence between two people.
Write a poem in the form of a confession to nature.
Imagine a street that leads to nowhere — and stays there.
Begin with a warning etched in glass.
Describe a memory that never belonged to you.
Write about an emotion that escaped its name.
Begin with “This place doesn’t forgive easily…”
Describe a sky that reflects your regrets.
Imagine your breath could leave messages.
Write a poem about a scar that speaks.
Begin with a lullaby that disturbs instead of comforts.
Write from the perspective of the first lie ever told.
Describe a garden that grows only at night.
Imagine snow that burns instead of cools.
Begin with “The truth wore a disguise…”
Write about a language made only of touch.
Describe a poem that writes itself when you sleep.
Write as if light were a person chasing you.
Begin in the middle of someone else’s dream.
Write about something that disappears when named.
Imagine you can hear the thoughts of objects.
Begin with a knock that comes from inside you.
Write from the voice of something artificial discovering beauty.
Describe a season that doesn’t exist.
Imagine you're made of glass — what cracks first?
Begin with “It wasn’t supposed to end like this…”
Write a poem shaped like a question mark — metaphorically.
Describe an echo that lies.
Write as if you’re searching for a missing feeling.
Begin with the sentence “I never saw their face.”
Describe the morning after everything changed.
Write from the perspective of a candle remembering fire.
Imagine a world where people wear their memories.
Begin with the words “Some things refuse to be buried…”
Describe grief as if it were a house.
Write as if a storm wrote you a letter.
Imagine your spine holds stories — tell one.
Begin with a whisper no one hears but you.
Write about a promise that changed shape.
Describe joy as a place you can visit.
Imagine your name was a password to another life.
Write from the perspective of forgotten laughter.
Begin with a voice that doesn’t match the speaker.
Write a poem that feels like an unfinished sentence.
Describe the last word spoken by a dying star.
Imagine time collapses into one single second — describe it.
Write a poem about the smell of memory.
Begin with “I waited too long to…”
Write from the perspective of a heartbeat outside the body.
Describe a moment that never began but still ended.
Imagine you can only speak in colors — write the conversation.
Write a poem where gravity slowly fades away.
Begin with the phrase “This is where I disappear.”
Describe a thunderstorm as a character.
Write as if each word is a footstep away from truth.
Imagine a poem told through broken mirrors.
Begin with “I met myself yesterday…”
ALSO FROM CHATGPT!!! BUT YALL LOVED THE LAST ONES, SO I THOUGHT ID GO FOR SOME MORE!!  :)
Jun 20 · 36
Sleep goes
I fight the nightmares,
Each night.
Sleep comes and goes,
Like a streetlight.

Writing is my true escape,
Once a lightbulb goes off,
I chase these thoughts in my head,
When I can't seem,
to go to bed.

Late nights,
Faint yellow glow,
Of my nightlight,
On my little wooden table.  
Soft Grey pj's,
Seeming to sink,
In my weight.
All these thoughts,
They link,
Making these poems,
Late at night,
I have no fright.

For--
Once I write,
I feel free.
Finally light enough,
To breath.

Finally free enough,
To fly.
Not scared.
Not anxious.
Not sad.
Not mad.
All things let loose.

the faint glow,
Turns dark.
The noise,
Slows.
And sleep comes,
And then it repeats,
As night turns to day,
sleep goes.
Jun 18 · 63
Setting in
All this dread is setting in,
Anxiety rattling,
Attention gathering.

All it is-is catastrophic,
Running the mile,
Exhaustion,
Fighting pain.
My fault to blame?
Who knows,
Full shame,
I think I’m going insane.

My head Is spinning bout,
Brain so foggy,
Im feeling really groggy.
attention full steam,
All this stuff settling,
Appearing in a whole new setting.

Fear.
Confusion.
I’m losing,
The battle.
Attention?
Please.
I’m fighting,
I don’t need a medal.
Just listen,
To me,
I beg,
PLEASE.
I’m on my knees,
I’m fighting the stinging,
Of wasps and bees.

Plunging my stomach,
Sinking into my brain.
I think I need help.

All this dread,
All this shame,
Putting on the blame,
So many mistakes.

All uprising,
Head to the clouds.
I’m falling down,
No parachute,
And I smack the ground.
Pain radiating,
Like noise in a crowd.

Am I losing my mind,
I need to take my time.
Finding who I am,
Finding ways to take control,
Thoughts.
Clouds.
Pain.
Shame.
Dread.
Hate.
Love.
faith.

Am I enough?
Am I worthy?
Can I be someone great?
Did I make too many mistakes?

I’m HURTING.
my brain,
Is fumbling,
I’m losing a battle.

But I keep on fighting.
I got plans,
And I’m making changes,
I’m making demands.

“Its all attention seeking”
“Your asking for it”
“You act like your the only one in this world”
“How can you be someone great, if you can’t even take care of yourself”

This is what people have said to me.
It’s all setting in.
And I’m NOT going,
To stop fighting.
Write a poem about a memory you wish you could erase
Describe the moment the world stood still for you
Write from the perspective of a forgotten object
Begin with a lie that becomes the truth
Write a love letter from one season to another
Imagine the ocean is trying to tell you something
Write a poem where time runs backward
Describe a place that only exists in dreams
Write about a silence that says everything
Use only questions to explore a difficult choice
Write a poem that begins with an apology
Write as if the moon is writing to the sun
Describe an emotion as if it were a person
Write a poem about something that never happened
Imagine a conversation between you and your past self
Write about a secret no one would believe
Describe a color without naming it
Write a poem set entirely in a single moment
Start with a knock at the door
Write a poem about forgetting someone on purpose
Describe your shadow’s side of the story
Write from the point of view of a mirror
Tell the story of your life using only metaphors
Write a poem that takes place in total darkness
Describe a relationship using only weather imagery
Write about what grows in the ruins
Use a single sound as the thread through the entire poem
Imagine you could speak to your fear — what would you say?
Write a poem as if it were the last thing you'll ever say
Describe a heartbreak without using the word "heart"
Write about something beautiful that scares you
Tell a story in reverse, ending with the beginning
Write a poem made entirely of overheard conversations
Write a letter to someone who will never read it
Imagine a world where no one can speak — only write
Write a poem set in a city that doesn't exist
Describe a wound that won’t heal — metaphorical or real
Write a poem in the form of a spell
Write from the point of view of your future self
Describe a dream that felt more real than life
Write about a door that never opens
Begin with “I remember the sound…”
Write a poem inspired by your favorite scent
Describe a character who cannot stop walking
Write a poem about an ending that came too late
Write about two things that can never meet
Create a poem using only colors as descriptions
Write about an ordinary object with extraordinary importance
Imagine the stars are speaking to you — what do they say?
Describe a farewell with no words
Write a poem based on an overheard rumor
Write about a place that doesn't want to be found
Begin with “No one told me…”
Write a poem from the perspective of an old photograph
Imagine the wind has a message for you
Describe the last time something felt truly new
Write a poem where each stanza is a different season
Start with “I never told you…”
Write about something lost in translation
Describe what it feels like to wait
Write a poem set in a forgotten town
Write as if you're waking up as someone else
Imagine your reflection has a life of its own
Write about something you’ve never admitted
Start with a color and let it take over
Describe a goodbye that felt like a beginning
Write a poem without using any punctuation
Begin with “If I could rewrite yesterday…”
Describe a place you’ve never been, but feel connected to
Write from the perspective of a book no one reads
Imagine your name had a secret meaning
Describe something that keeps returning
Write about love using only images from nature
Start with the phrase “This was not the plan”
Write a poem in the form of a conversation with an animal
Write a poem about an impossible choice
Describe a dream that someone else had
Write as if you’re writing from the bottom of the ocean
Start with “Before I knew your name…”
Write about a future you’re afraid of
Describe joy without using the word “happy”
Write a poem set in a single room
Create a poem that begins and ends with the same line
Describe a tradition that doesn’t exist
Write a poem about an imaginary friend who never left
Write from the point of view of a forgotten god
Start with “I was not ready…”
Describe what it means to be alone in a crowd
Write a poem about an object passed down through generations
Imagine a world where memories are bought and sold
Write a poem set in a language you don’t understand
Describe the moment you stopped believing in something
Start with “I keep dreaming of…”
Write about something invisible
Describe a journey without leaving your room
Imagine the sky is falling — what falls with it?
Write from the perspective of the last tree on Earth
Create a poem about transformation
Write about the first thing you ever lost
Start with “I buried it because…”
Write a poem where the weather mirrors your thoughts
Describe a world without sound
Write a poem as if time has paused
NOTE- I STOLE THIS FROM CHATGPT- BUT THIS HAS HELPED ME ALOT!!!! ENJOY :).   <3
Jun 17 · 83
Death
I’m not afraid.
I know I’ll decay,
Time runs out,
And we all fall away.

Each life is a blessing,
I already had 2.
Both my other lives,
Were tragic.
Cursed by life’s ways,
—magic.  
And I hope this one,
Won’t be too.

I keep on fighting,
It’s in my blood.
Coursing my veins—
Is strength,
Tightening strong.
My other lives,
I gave up.

I was only little,
I messed up.
My other life I passed away.
Cancer took my life away.
Now Im here,
Each day I still fight,
No matter what pain,
My life,
Spites.

Death.
Is not something,
Im afraid of.
I’ll just be reborn again,
Sure I’ll be sad,
To leave this life behind.
When my time comes.
But Im not afraid,
Of death,
The way.
Most people are.

Death is natural,
I am still a fighting star.
I won’t give up,
I plan to live as long as possible.
And won’t let life,
Take me up.
Jun 17
To Bed
It’s midnight.
My pale yellow walls,
Illuminated by a faint,
Yellow glow.
My bed feels,
Like a wired rug.
Digging into my back,
Like a shovel dug to dirt.
Each fraction of movement,
Sends groans through its frame.
My pillow won’t,
Sit my head right.
My blanket is too much.
I’m worried,
it’s too late in the night.
My thoughts race like a car,
Too much to tame.
I fear the voices in my head,
Are making me go insane.
It’s midnight.
It’s late.
The world is quiet.
Except for my head.
I JUST WANT
TO GO TO BED! :(
Jun 16 · 68
My limits
My heads in the clouds.
Fears raining down.
Hearts so heavy,
Lost my strength-holding crown.

Heads so full.
so lost in a maze,
I think I'm losing it,
Like how I lost my faith.

So much pain.
So much fear.
My body is failing,
And I can only stand here.

And wait.
My heads in the clouds,
I fly up tall then i smash the ground,
Like a stone falling in.
Free fall,
I'm not okay.
I'm not fine.

But I'll keep pushing,
Even though I still decline.
I gotta stay strong,
I have another visit,
If I communicate then,
I'm stronger my wrongs.
And I can push,
past my limits.
Jun 16 · 334
My type of fun
Hope.
Strength.
Love.
faith.
All intertwined,
In our daily lives.
Bravery.
Pain.
Hate.
Shame.
All connected,
For you to find  
So don't,
look at this blind.
Control.
Friendships.
Safety.
All things we look for,
In our world.
So keep fighting,
Each will come.
It might take it’s time,
So well your waiting,
Hang out here!
And chat and write,
It’s also my type of fun! :)
Jun 16 · 98
Holding on tight
Holding on
Holding tight
On a rollercoaster ride
Of life

Handle bars
Cranking shut
Seatbelt fastened
Taunt
Hands fly up in the air
Ups and downs
Crying— frowns
Laughing and giggles

Begs for freedom
Yet Im holding on SO tight
Hoping for some control
I WILL keep fighting
I AM enough
I AM worthy
I AM loved
I CAN do this
I CAN be anything

On this rollercoaster
There is no limits
Except for your restraint
Whitch is your border
Of dying and life
As long as your on it
Your free to fly

You can build ups and downs
Change frowns to smiles
Do twists at ever corner
Hook them into it
No matter what your going thorough
Keep fighting

And DONT be afraid
To hold on tight
Because
Everyone gets afraid
It’s a part of life
You can take me word
You can follow your path

Choices you make
Will have and impact and last
I wish you luck
On your adventures
Brave soul
If you ever need me

I’m holding on tight too
So DONT be afraid
If you need someone to hang on too
:) I’ll always be here! We can struggle together!!! :).     <3
Jun 16 · 129
"You’re perfect"
No I'm not.
I'm human,
I made mistakes,
So don't tell me I'm "perfect"
When I have,
Told lies,
Spread gossip,
Held onto darkness.
And am taking responsibility
For it.
Then trying to spread positivity.
Jun 15 · 106
I know what comes- TW
I'm givin a gift.
I'm givin,
A story.
I'm givin,
Fun.
But I've been hurt before,
And I know all good things,
Turn bad.
whatever I'm given--
Never stays good.
I guess I realize,
That I know what comes.
From good to bad,
In a split Second,
Like the flip of a switch,
I know what comes.
Jun 15 · 66
Overstimulation- TW
Crying.
Shouting.
Laughing
Talking.

All things chanting,
All this tapping.
All the buzzing.
The beeping,
The music,
The breeze.

All things overstimulating,
In my Brain.
jumbled thoughts,
Yelling voices,
Seeing things,
That aren't there.

all things come together,
Things intertwined.
Like a out of tune harmony,
Now I'm stuck listening,
Seeing.
feeling.
It all is so--
overstimulating.
Thanks Kathy (my family friend) for the idea, when I *** in writers block :)
I was forced,
To give my heart.
I was forced,
To give my soul.
I was forced,
to give my thoughts.
I was forced to,
To give all of me,
As a whole.
They didn’t show no mercy.
Each attack.
They didn’t get karma,
I didn’t get revenge.
They served my life,
On a ******,
Platter.
They used me,
To there full extent.
Know I’m left wondering,
If I’ll ever come back.
To my childhood,
I dreamed of.
That I thought was perfect.
But those 2 years,
In school.
THAT day.
a physical scar,
That life,
Is a force,
That can rip your,
Life away in a second.
I still think why I let this happen.
The answer,
Is the threats.
I will forever live,
That what happened,
wasn’t true.
But I can’t help but wonder…
What would have changed—
If I had spoken up more?
If I had told them right away?
If I had fought?
But,
I was forced.
now I worry,
That even now,
I’m left here to decay.
THAT day in those first two years of middle school was home to all I knew…
Pain. The SEVERE bullying…the assaults…the concussion(s) I endured
They never got reprimanded— and I never got revenge. So know Im hurting with regret— for not trying harder. But here I am.
Hello y’all!
My name is Olivia Williams,
And if you are just meeting me or seeing my page..

WELCOME!!
I want to do a quick vote in the comments of YOUR favorite poem (pick ONLY 1 PLS :))
AND  do a vote as well if you WOULD LIKE to see previews of my future BOOKS on my page as well!?
It would be greatly appreciated if I could get some Input so I know what y’all are into writing-wise!
Thanks to those who have supported me so far, and welcome to all newcomers!
-your writer:
Olivia Williams :)
Any and all votes are greatly appreciated in the comments! Thanks :) <3
Jun 15 · 109
My goal- NOT A POEM
my goals :)
-take breaks when needed
-spill EVERYTHING out on paper
And read it before hitting “send”
-post AT LEAST 1 a day (if I’m not taking a break)
- take care of myself
- write something happy at least 2 times a month
Can you help me stay on top of those goals!? I’ll promise to let y’all know if I’m taking a break :)
its NOT an imaginary friend.
It’s not a dream.
It’s not fake,
It’s a REAL thing.
It’s a voice in your head,
It’s visions you get.
It’s real pain you endure,
Whether those know it or not,
It’s true,
It real.
DONT call this a bluff,
I have had ENOUGH.
people TELLING ME,
to “get over it”.
Or Im “faking it for attention”.
DO YOU THINK I WANT THIS!?
DO YOU THINK I WANT TO BE HAUNTED!?
BY THE VOICES IN MY HEAD!?
24/7,
Day and night.
Alone or in public.
In a bathroom or in a mall,
It’s always there— taunting me.
Hoping I trip and fall.
The blood…
The eyes,
It’s all a disguise.
Only meant for my eyes.
So DONT YOU DARE!?
Tell me it’s fake.
Because I’m fighting,
Voices.
who GIVE NO grace.
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