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Amy Childers Feb 24
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broken hearts
broken dreams
broken plates
echoed screams...

no one can help me
not because i wont let them
but because they are not there
for me

it is okay though
i have adapted to the loneliness
Amy Childers Feb 24
"ur poems are such a
                  mood"
  
                                                                          "yay I guess"
                                                                          
                                                                          "some moods are perfect
                                                                          to write during because
                                                                          some people can find the
                                                                          truth during them."

I hope I have helped you, the reader, to see the truth. It does not matter what it
                                     is as long as you acknowledge it.
I am with Tabitha Houska. If you have not read her poems please go and do it. She is a great friend of mine and if not for her I would not be able to share my poems with you lovely people. Thank You!!!
Amy Childers Mar 1
"Yeah"
"Ur not a drama queen"
"Actually ur the kind of
person that doesn't want drama"

                                                                       "yes thank god someone
                                                                        undersatnds!!! I just want to
                                                                        stand up for what I believe in
                                                                        and she just keeps on squishing
                                                                        me down. Well I am not going
                                                                        to take this is any more!"
"Whut r u gonna do"
                                                                        "I am just done being her friend.
                                                                        I thought that she was going to
                                                                        change but she has not so I am
                                                                        done. I dont need this in my
                                                                        life. I am so sick of being
                                                                        drowned in their ignorance. I
                                                                        know that she will not like this
                                                                        but i am going to be selfish for
                                                                        once in my life."
"Ohhh u do whuts right for u amy"
"I'll stand up for u"


                                   That last line melted my heart.
A good friend is all I need during a hard time. Thank you!!!
Amy Childers Feb 8
The cold seeped through the cover of moss
And chilling the fair nymph bathing in the spring.
She sang with my submerged piano
Gently rapping the keys.

Time stood still but she was out of reach
For a poor satyr like me.
#never
Amy Childers Feb 5
A world without you...
Is something destructive and ignorant.

A world without you...
Is monotonous and bleak.

A world without you...
Is **** and confined.

A world without me...
Is something tranquil and unbound.  

A world without us...
Is a non existing scene.
Amy Childers Apr 14
Oh, toenails that are shaped like the moon
How you make me swoon.
Your toes deadly sharp
Can cut through metal and
Can **** a shark.

Oh, toenails that are shaped like the moon
You can change colors if your owner wanted to.
When I stub my toe you never hurt
But you chip like armor in jagged lines.

Oh, toenails shaped like the moon
How I love you.
My mom was making fun of me and told me to right a poem about my toenails. Your welcome!
Amy Childers Feb 22
Have you ever gotten to the point
Where you are so angry that tears
Spill from your eyes.

I am not a parent!!!!
I am a student.
I need to learn not to be slaughtered
Everyday because of your stupidity.

If you want to criticize me on how to raise
Your kids do it yourself.
My dad is really angering me right now. I cam only take so much.
Amy Childers Feb 19
It is the thing with teeth
That wants your treasure
And jewels from within.
It bonds the threads
And rusts even the most blinding stones.

What an Atrocity!!!
Amy Childers Feb 26
The sun never shines
On even the best of days
Because of the house on Sixth Street
Stares at Auntie May.

She screams and cries
But no one hears
The fear her throat is trapping.
Maybe I should lend an ear.

Bumping and thumping
The house goes a rumpling.
I find it rather sparkling
But not my Auntie May.

She screams of the body behind the door
and the blood stains on the bedroom floor.
Poor Auntie May has been screaming for years
Of the monster that whispers in her ears.

Auntie May now sits in a trance.
She is as quiet as a mouse in a trap.
Poor Auntie May was sealed in her tomb.
Then I realized that the house did move.

I looked for it the next day
And found it by my Auntie Mays grave.
Curious I knocked on the door
And inside was horror galore.

Blood was on the floor like
Auntie May did say
But the body was gone
That she screamed about the other day.

On the chair by the door
I saw a figure sitting on the floor
and to my dismay, I looked at the figures face
And found it to be my old Auntie Mays.

The sun never shines
On even the best day
Because the house on Sixth Street
Scares little Olivia May.
I was challenged to write a dark poem in a Dr. Seuss style. I think I did pretty well.
Amy Childers Mar 13
Pressed flowers in books of lore and
Dead poems lying on the floor.
Small journals of what could have been and
Dolls with button eyes and dimpled chins.
Unfulfilled art of the child's grin and
Dusty love and its unjust end.
Just looked through my bookshelf and this is what I found.
Amy Childers Mar 6
He did not see and he did not listen
To my ideas and ambitions
How sad that our love had one commission.

Or would you even call what we had
Love
Or a carnival that had many conditions?
Amy Childers Feb 12
I remember my innocent
Childhood like it was yesterday.
It is to bad that I can not relive just
One day.

Maybe the day
I lost my first tooth.
Or the day my sister was born.
Actual none of those are right.

I would go back to
The day that I first fell in love with you.
I would tell my younger self,
" See him over there? He is going to be the world to you."
Amy Childers Mar 20
I saw no retribution, except for the outcasts and the coyotes.
I received retribution because I belong with them.
I am not an outcast.
So I must be a coyote.

I am not great like my relatives the wolves.
I am not feared because of my small size.
I am a symbol of selfishness, greed, and deceit.
I am small and cowardly because I fear the society we live in today.

Must I be a coyote and must I bear this retribution?

I just want to be wanted and
HUMAN
But I have a coyote soul . . .
Amy Childers Feb 7
Dear Willow by the stream
Why do you whisper of things that have been?
Your secrets old as lore
Legend or actuality
Is the question.

Dear Willow tell me your secrets
Of the past wars.
Whose blood stained your trunk?
Whose initials are scraped from that heart?
Murmur about the skeletons under your roots.  

Dear Willow speak of me
To my kin and their kin and many after.
Tell of my melancholy heart
And my downhearted loneliness.
Speak of me my dear Willow like none before.
Amy Childers Feb 4
We used to live in harmony
But your feelings...
Changed.
Once smooth and pure
Now rough and grimy.
We are both not the people we fell in love with.

Goodbye...
Amy Childers Feb 17
I left you for a reason.
I was done feeding on your lies
And heeding to your calls.
I tried to change for you but,
I just spiraled and nearly landed in the churchyard.

I am a better person now
Since I left you
So leave me alone!
I don't want to see your phantom
Anymore.
Amy Childers Feb 4
I am a single dot in an infinity of
More beautiful and colorful dots.
How can I be more lovely
Than the dots surrounding me?
I am not one in a million
But one submerged in a billion
Of beautiful dots.
Amy Childers Mar 26
There are approximately 2 million species of animals on this planet.
16,306 are endangered and nearly extinct.

There are approximately 34,000 species of fish on this planet.
Almost 1,414 are close to extinction.

There are approximately 10,000 species of birds on this planet.
416 are endangered and nearly extinct.

America produced approximately 254 million tons of trash.
14 billion pounds of garbage is estimated to be dumped in the ocean each year.

There are approximately 7.53 billion people on this Earth . . .
And the universe is 9.3 billion light years.

Look out Universe cause here we come!
Wow. I am really shocked on how much we are destroying our beautiful planet.
People look at me so vicious and mean.
All I  do is show the possibilities.
I am that lonely snake in the tree:
a tree full of apples and no one will eat.
Everyone shunned me until a naive girl
took an apple and I showed her
the truth of the world.
My sister, Emily Childers, came up with this one and we worked on it together.
Amy Childers Mar 3
I am the chained owl
Who will not take flight
Into the moon tonight.

These chains bound
So strong and tight
Break me under the pressure.

With all of my might
I pull the chains
But my little body is brittle

I might as well die under these chains.
No one cared about these scars anyway.
I am the unwise owl who can never take flight
Into the moonlight night.
Amy Childers Feb 8
He ripped her heart out
And placed it in a frame.
He worshiped the framed heart
But his knees began to bleed from the pressure.

He placed the frame in the attic
So it would never be touched.
Over the years he visited the frame
And whispered his dreams and ambitions.

But one day he stopped...

Wilting with the dust
Her heart began to crumble.
It is still up there today
Being forgotten by all...

Except YOU!!!
Amy Childers Mar 11
D a r k . . .
           C o l d . . .
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               Help Me. . .        
                                                      Get Her Free . . .
Dark... Cold... Hanging Tree... Please Help Me... Get Her Free...
Amy Childers Feb 18
Oh, what a delicious day it is
To get my heart locked on the fence.
You can not climb over it
Even if you did I would never let you in.

You can bang,
Batter,
And bruise
But my heart is made out of steel.

I will never upon my gate again
Because your love was too real.
Amy Childers Mar 23
On white walls
           with long halls
                          Hung pictures of nature that
You have
        never been.
                     To me that is just a reminder
That you will
     never travel again.
      When I reached your room and saw
Your corpse
           figure slowly
       Breathing to the rhythm of the
Machine.  
Until
slowly
it
was
gone
.
  .
.
.
.
.
.
Goodbye Great Grandma. You were a great friend and you taught me so much.
Amy Childers Feb 6
Sorrow seeps from thine eyes
Like love weeps from my heart.
My love is an arch-villain.
You should put a caution on my brain.
Once you **** me
You will never love again.
Amy Childers Mar 14
We were connected to each other once.
A red string connected our hearts
and passions.
Your love filled me like a balloon
With helium and I felt so light and boundless.

"Why did you cut the string that brought us together?"

". . . because I love you . . ."
Amy Childers Mar 22
Hello to all that write under the stone cold moon.
Hello to all of the broken hearts and the judged.
Hello to the chubby girls who stare at porcelain dolls.
Hello to the normal boys who dream of being important.

YOU ARE IMPORTANT AND DON'T FORGET IT!

This may sound cliche but it is all about what is in inside that counts.
I am not usually the one to believe in fate our destiny but I do believe that
We are all special and that we should let it shine.

Please let your soul shine and never let anyone extinguish that light.
Amy Childers Mar 1
yeah
I just wish that they would stop pestering me to talk to her.
I said I would talk her out of it
but I don't need this stress on my life.
I take two steps forward and they keep on pulling me three steps back.
I am always one step behind them so
That I can never be better than them.

But if I leave her then she might actually do it.
What should I do?
It is literally breaking my heart in two.
My friend is saying she wants t commit suicide because her boyfriend broke up with her, This is her fifth time saying it and she is just bluffing in order to make me stay with her. What should I do?
Amy Childers Feb 7
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
Or at least that is what people say.

Poor Humpty Dumpty had no friends
So his life never fully began.
He jumped off that wall and was never seen again.
#childhood
Amy Childers Feb 9
I am a prey being cornered by my hunters.
If I reveal my secrets
They will spill my blood
And countless others.
But if I don't they will **** me
And still, find the others.

What should I do?
Amy Childers Feb 9
I harnessed my courage
And kicked those hunters
Were the sun doesn't shine.
Amy Childers Jan 21
I love me a good hypocrite
One minute he is praising and the next he is talking ****.
I love me a good hypocrite
Always making promising that he can not commit.
I love me a good hypocrite
He says he loves his children but he is just a counterfeit.

If you didn’t want children then why even have them
I am sure that someone would have come along and found them
We are not your slaves so just leave us
It would have been sooner or later, there is no more to discuss  
You are just a hypocrite
A small baby misfit, I am done with your skits.

I love me a good hypocrite
Always making people feel like they are the reason why you split.
I love me a good hypocrite
Always saying that we did not love you one bit.
Now you know why I always threw a fit.

You can say whatever you but that won't change me one bit.
Excuse my language... I just wanted to get this off of my chest.
Amy Childers Mar 19
I hate you.

I hate everything about you.

I hate how you think that you can knock me down and threaten me.
I hate how you think that I need you and that I am not resourceful.
I hate how you think that I will not make it on my own.

I am strong. I am smart. I will get through this. Even if I have to leave you and My loved ones behind.
Amy Childers Jan 31
Shattered hearts
Bruised souls
Bleeding knuckles
My mind is a battlefield
And soldiers are yelling
¨ Open fire!!¨

You deserve better
You never need to change
You are who you are
You are beautiful
Just the way you are
You are not the one to blame.

I can not control my feelings right now
I want to scream
I want to be the judge
I want to be the jury
I want to be the guard to his cell
I want to be the last face he sees before he goes to ****.

I can not control my feelings right now
So he better watch out cause here I come.
Amy Childers Mar 14
Screaming faces and walking mannequins.
They are no longer my parents but concrete walls.
-"You told me to work more hours ******!"
-"Why do you always work over. I wanted to spend time with you!"

Murmured words and uttered curses.
I have never seen inanimate objects show so much emotion.
Black and red walls with no portraits has never seemed so appealing.
Escape while you still can they whispered to me.

"How can I leave when I have nowhere to go?"
Amy Childers Mar 6
I write of disastrous loves
And tragic endings.
I write of shattered dreams
And evil beings.

You write of taxable love
And redeemable dreams.
You write of endless stars
And your sinless ambitions.

It is okay to be different
Because my darkness and your enlightenment go hand in hand.
All poets have different styles of writing. Embrace your style and call it your own.
Amy Childers Mar 8
L  M  I  T  S  B  T  C  S  I  C  D  I   I  W    
a   e   n  h  a   y   h  o   o      a   r   n  t   a
y           e   n       e   a           n   i       s  v
                  d            s                f          e
                                t                 t          s

                                 Thank you...
Amy Childers Mar 11
Loss never loses itself in your mind.
More or less it sleeps
Until one day it wakes up
With the most annoying alarm clock in the world.
    Zzz...
                            z...
                z...
                            z...

BLA-RING BLA-RING!!!
...
Amy Childers Feb 7
His eyes burst like an infinity of stars.
How I wish I could hold just one.
However, his stars shine for someone else.
I can tell in his constellations.

His stars are far away
So in this darkness, I will stay.
Amy Childers Mar 11
Memory lane...
What a disastrous place to live.
Some wealthy mansions
And most lonely hobos in cardboard boxes.

Some grass is green
And some grass dried to death.
The lily pond is there
But gone in the same second.

I remember that lily pond...
I fell in it because you pushed me in.
What a beautiful memory right?
Two young kids without a care in the world.

But growing up changes people.
I was never keen on growing up because
That would mean to push away my
Childish soul.

You, dear friend, felt the same way.
Growing up felt like
The imprisonment of what was left of your
Careless ways.

I guess you wanted to be a child at heart
Forever.

I still look at that lily pond and wonder
"How can it be that deep?"
It was deep enough to hold you
And there was still room to hold me.

When you did it...
What did you see?

Did you see me riding my bike alongside you?
Did you see us dancing in the wheat by the farm?
Did you see Mr. Wilder yell at us when we did go in his field?
Did you see the night were you first told me how you felt?

If you are happy...
Then I am happy.
But I miss you old friend.

Memory lane is such a disastrous place to live
Because I can still see us jumping by the lily pond
And you pushing me in...
... goodbye dear friend...
Amy Childers Feb 26
I have seen many common
Misconceptions.
One of my favorites is that he believes that he
Made me the person that I am today.

This statement is clearly false
Unless I am an evil, ill-mannered, arrogant
Human being.
Luckily I am none of these.

I raised myself above the ashes to be a
Courteous, righteous, noble
Student of the universe.
So let me grow in peace
And Patience.
Amy Childers Apr 8
In my own little world fireflies stay in open jars
Flowers paint on their colors for the next day,
And the moon laughs while it walks away.
The trees speak of ancient scars,
The creek brings up lost trinkets from afar,
And the animals cry for freedom,
But freedom is not free.
Amy Childers Mar 12
Fireflies in a jar . . .
                         Camping by the fire . . .
Looking at the stars . . .
                          For all the world to admire . . .

All things found in nature
Are being destroyed for mans greed.
We believe that we own this world
But truly it belongs to me.
Amy Childers Feb 23
My friend asked me what do I dream about.
In reply I said
"I do not dream..."
He replied softly
"That is a concern."

I paused and looked in his ocean eyes.

"I guess when every dream has been broken, dreams begin to fade from sight."
Amy Childers Feb 4
I just want to lay my head down to sleep
And dream of you and me.
We can bask in the afternoon sun
And you can be with me.

But dreams fade.
My phantom will meet its tragic end.
However she will haunt my dreams forevermore.
This nightmare will never end!
Amy Childers Mar 6
Lady Liberty is blind.
Mr. Justice is deaf.
Sir Equality is mute.
Madame Freedom is dead.

What a bittersweet ending to this notion tale.
Amy Childers Feb 22
Darkness is my muse...
The nothing has a nice taste...
It stares coldly at something...
I can picture everything in its shadowed frame.

I fell into it...
That blank face...
You are my oblivion...
I love the ring to that name!
Amy Childers Feb 26
A gazebo in the deep woods
Has been standing for almost 100 years.
Forgotten by society and left to debris.

The gazebo is covered in ivy and one single rose.

What are you going to stare at;
The fallen gazebo
The crawling ivy
Or the single rose?
Please answer. I want to hear your ideas!!! Thank you!
Amy Childers Apr 8
Love is a parasite,
You never know you have it until
It multiplies.
The symptoms of this bug are:
Irregular pulse, sweaty palms, butterflies in your stomach and
The lose of attention for the norms.
Your eyes will only be on your "true love."

But do not threat.
The parasite will pass out of your system
Once you realize the cruel reality
That has been passed down from many of your school mates;
No one will ever love you.
Amy Childers Mar 31
Perfection is a horrid word.
It sets almost impossible standards
And causes more broken hearts then exes and ohs.
It causes starving dolls
And robotic children who conform
To the whispers of the notorious mother culture.

Unfortunately, nothing will change
Because most will never learn this
Universal Truth.
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