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tiredkoalahugs Jan 2020
My mind is a jumble of thoughts
My heart is a tangle of knots
tiredkoalahugs May 2020
Why do all the bad things,
The self harm, denial, and everything else,
End up helping the most?
Edit: Ah Im almost crying becuase of how much love this poem has gotten and all of that in one day and this has never happened and thank you to everyonr.
tiredkoalahugs Jan 2020
Goodbye my friend,
For winters den,
Has turned the nights a sorrow.

The clouds cry,
Birds don't fly,
And she left, for new tomorrow.

At the bottom of the hill,
With the bare white trees,
At the lands fallow.
You sit there,
Wondering throughout,
The nights sorrow.

But don't fear my friend,
For in one seasons day,
There will be tomorrow,
With the blue-birds singing,
And church bells ringing,
As I wait at the hallow.
Please read, this is just one I wrote and Im reallly proud of it.
tiredkoalahugs Apr 2020
I am the girl, I say with bright shinny eyes
The girl who "loves" to dance in the rain
I am the girl, I think as I drift away
The girl who uses the night to cover the pain
I am the girl, I smile as I walk by.
The girl who's "happiness" is the brightest light.
I am the girl, I write in the journal I try to hide.
The girl who feels like she is losing the fight.
I am the girl,
Who is tired of being.
The "Happy" Girl.
I actually love this and I know it probably wont go far, but i really hope it does, if you are reading this please share it, that would be very kind.
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
The sky and I
Just sit by
And watch time fly.
We watch as people come
And as people go
We watch as it starts to snow
We watch as the sun comes out
We watch as children dance around
We watch as children fall
Only to rise after all
That is us
The sky and I
Just sitting by
Watching time fly.
tiredkoalahugs Feb 2020
My thoughts are covered in a velvet coat of darkness from the sky,
And a silk blanket of sorrow from the storm.
tiredkoalahugs Jan 2020
Im tired
and my heart is broken
I want more time
But my time is stolen.
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
I see to much
I hear to much
But worst of all
I feel to much
tiredkoalahugs May 2020
What’s a life,
If you’re going to throw it away,
With yourself down the bottle.
Is it worth the 9 months,
Just to see,
The baby carried away with cold feet?
Because YOU couldn’t stop drowning your sorrows,
Bottle By Bottle.
Now you may get a living one,
But what is to be of he/she,
Will they not be able to talk,
Or just an addict meant to be.
Now the first sip of alcohol
Will be the last first goodbye,
To the baby you never gave a chance,
To have a normal life.
So will you just put down the bottle,
To save the unborns life?
Or will you drink away your sorrows,
Thinking everything will turn out right?
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
Why dont we wave goodbye to the past
Why dont we make good times last
Why do we go so fast
Why is this void so vast
Stop going so fast
Make the goodtimes last
Wave goodbye to the past
tiredkoalahugs Apr 2020
We are the shinning flower in the light
But we are the one star who hides at night
We are/know/am series part 2
tiredkoalahugs Apr 2020
We know that people come and go,
And it hurts so much but that wont show.
This may become a series of poems at some point
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
Are we all seen and never heard?
Or are we all heard and never seen?
Are we lost with the wind
or are we flying free?
Why
tiredkoalahugs Jan 2020
Why
Why do I always tell the lie Im fine?
Because, after a while, I may start to convince myself too...
Why
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
Why
Why did you leave me in the night
With nothing but a flashlight
Why did you not say goodbye
Why do you want me to die
Why did you say that lie
Why did you make me cry
You make me not like this life
So now I'm saying goodbye.
tiredkoalahugs Apr 2020
Why does love have to be temporary,
And heartbreak be forever?
Why does happiness last a second,
While sorrow lasts a year?
Why is life the beginning and middle,
But death the very end?
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
You should't worry,
When I care to much.
You should worry,
When I stop caring.
tiredkoalahugs Nov 2019
You know what *****
When you give it your all
And your still not enough.

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