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Dec 2016 · 272
Untitled
Nicole Dec 2016
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.
Dec 2016 · 343
Untitled
Nicole Dec 2016
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.
Jun 2015 · 729
Untitled
Nicole Jun 2015
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.
Jun 2015 · 949
Bad Dream
Nicole Jun 2015
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.
May 2015 · 389
Won't Do
Nicole May 2015
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.
May 2015 · 2.0k
Dreamt and Crashed
Nicole May 2015
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.
May 2015 · 2.0k
I wonder
Nicole May 2015
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?
May 2015 · 469
I wish
Nicole May 2015
I wish nothing more
than to feel something,
anything, really.
Whether it be sorrow,
sinking in my stomach.
Or anger and rage,
my blood boiling.
Perhaps nervousness,
shaky hands and sweaty palms.
Even fear,
my heart beating rapidly.
Why not disgust,
how wrong and twisted.
Surprise me,
oh how unexpected.
Anticipation,
I really cannot wait.
Maybe even joy,
though I doubt such happiness
will fall upon me.
May 2015 · 3.7k
Identity- The Songbird
Nicole May 2015
Something different
Something full of potential
Something unlike anything other
Something determined
Something strong

Flying through the sky,
Singing a soulless song.

Above the doubt of the world
Above the worries and pain
No more sadness and sorrow
That will wait for another day

Voice ringing,
Painting a tune,
Upon a azure sky.

Alone
Considering life
Had I followed the flock
Yet I regret nothing
I stand alone

Shining
I shine among the stars
Among the planets
Among the sun, the moon
I shine

Rising
Above the others
To a better future
To a better life
Rising above all the stars in the sky
*I rise

— The End —