Nicole

Nicole Dec 2016

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Someone's in my head.
But it's not me.
They whisper sweet words that pierce my soul
and shatter my self-confidence.
I hate them, but I need them to stay.
They push me down when I'm already on the ground
and they spit in my face.
It hurts, but the pain is a familiar sensation.
They look the other way like I'm not even there
and I don't blame them.
I wouldn't want to be seen with me either.

Nicole Dec 2016

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Hate it.
Hate it.
Please make it all go away.
Thoughts make my head pound
like a hammer to a nail.
Make it stop.
Make it stop.
Please.
One moment of quiet.
That's all I ask.
But my head still aches.
Help me.
Help me.
Please,
please,
just make it stop.

#please #quiet #help

Nicole Jun 2015

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He fought the demons,
but he lost.
He found his way,
into the darkness.
He feared the outcome,
trying to get help.
He was pulled back,
into the dangerous world.
He lay still,
a fatal accident.

My uncle, age thirty, died of an accidental drug overdose. This was a little over a year ago, but I felt like I should share this. It's not my greatest poem, but it explains it. He started drugs at a very young age, he went to rehab but was pulled back in. Then he died from an accidental drug overdose. So if you really think drugs are 'harmless', please, think again.

#death #drugs #overdose

Nicole Jun 2015

Bad Dream

Heart pounding,
sweat drips down your face.

Screams ring,
filling your ears.

Footsteps pound,
against the cold sidewalk.

A knife,
shines in the moonlight.

Blood pours,
as you gasp for air.

You awake,
for it was only a bad dream.

Nicole May 2015

Won't Do

I wake up and look in the mirror,
To see the real me.

But that simply won't do for today,
So I plaster a fake smile onto my face.

Nicole May 2015

Dreamt and Crashed

He walked
With his head in the clouds,
Living in a fantasy,
Dreaming of flying.

He fell,
Back on the ground,
In real life,
Crashing into reality.

#dream #reality #fly #crash

Nicole May 2015

I wonder

I wonder,
Why had he cared
When I hadn't eaten my food?

I wonder,
Why had he cared
When others made fun of me?

I wonder,
Why had he cared
When I was unusually quiet?

I wonder,
Why had he cared
When no one else had bothered to listen?

I wonder,
Why had he cared
When I cried?

I wonder,
Why had he been the only boy
To truly understand?

#why #boy #wonder #idk #care