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Sep 2016 · 304
A Mother of Nature
AD Snail Sep 2016
The sun shines down onto her skin,
She can feel the cool breeze go through her hair;
She feels at peace, a small smile makes its way onto her gentle face.

She can just taste the water from the little pond,
That she stands still in front of her.

Her heart is pure and innocent,
She is a lover of peace and spring;
That is the reason for her to be standing right here,
As the world moves in harmony by her side.

The world shines brilliantly,
As she receives kisses from the clouds up above,
She fills the world with peace and harmony,
And no darkness can take over her light.
AD Snail Sep 2016
You’re all the way up there,
You’re high up in the sky among the clouds.

You’re broken and torn, but you’re being fixed,
A smile has reappeared on your beautiful face.

You’re having some trouble,
You’re fighting, and trying to break the code,
You are having some trouble with love,
It confusing you and making you feel weak and depressed.


I’m all the way down on the ground,
I’m among all of the nothingness.

I once could put this fake smile on so easily,
Now my face is emotionless, it holds no feeling.

I’m fighting; I’m trying so hard,
To take back my emotions, I want to feel again,
I’m diving down into the depths of despair for the old me,
But I’m failing miserable.


You’re fighting against your emotions,
And I’m fighting to save mine.
A two side story/poem.
Sep 2016 · 423
Broken Necessities
AD Snail Sep 2016
His hands are useless,
They have no purpose,
He can never do anything right with his hands,
They only do bad when he uses them never good.

She has eye’s that are empty,
They are worthless,
They don’t bring happiness to the world or shine brilliantly,
They are dull and bring the world into darkness.

His mind is broken,
It doesn’t work properly anymore,
He has stop trying to get help,
Because he knows it’s no use, its garbage now.

Her heart is burned and shattered,
It got put into a fire and smashed by his hands,
It worthless, its garbage now
Her heart now is as broken as his mind.
Sep 2016 · 432
Empty Vessel
AD Snail Sep 2016
Heart made of coal,
Is cold and ******,
No emotions ever pump themselves in it.

A heart that is a feather,
Its so light; weightless,
Because there are no emotions, holding it down.

Empty and hollow, on the inside,
No one dares to even try,
To fill it up with something.

Words carved in it of past emotions,
Because there are no longer any emotions,
In this old empty heart.
Sep 2016 · 1.1k
An Incomplete Man
AD Snail Sep 2016
Counting off regret’s,
And crossing off dreams,
As I sit and rot away in this prison of the past.

Just a spec of light shines in through the bars,
As I keep myself hidden in the darkest corner of my cage.

A smile appears once and a while,
On my dull express less face,
And some day’s I’m too tired to try.

As I have isolated myself once again,
I feel incomplete but I will always feel this way,
Because even when I surround myself with good and bad people, I always still feel incomplete.

So I sit in my empty, hollow cell,
And wait for the day when I feel somewhat complete.
Reading all my poems on PoetFreak and finding the one's a kind of liked the best and the one's others liked a lot, so I shall never forget them.
Sep 2016 · 357
Little Old Mad World
AD Snail Sep 2016
I do not wish to get up,
And deal with this mad world,
With its crazy painful realities.

I only wish to stay in bed,
In my safe place were no one can bother me,
I would love to stay in my own little world,
So I do not have to walk outside,
Were the mad world turns.

Stunning pictures that hold lots of beauty,
Sadly the cold mirror's are blocking them,
Showing us what we can't look at for long,
We all believe its better to see the painting pictures.

We don't want to deal with the mad world,
And the painful screams and shouts down stairs,
We are not ready for the big mad world,
That holds our future in the palm of its hand.

We don't want to be part of the puzzles and games,
We just want to stay in our own little worlds,
Were there isn't any challenges that cause us pain sometimes.

I do not wish to deal with the little old mad world,
I would like to stay in this little space and be safe.
Some day's are hard, but do not give up there is always hope and others to be there for you.
AD Snail Sep 2016
I can’t hang on,
I am my own demise,
I have fun with making a wreck out of myself.

I cannot stop myself from making a bunch of mistakes,
I try to fix everything by myself, only to have it blown up in my face.

I’m fighting a battle that I started,
I made without clearly thinking about the consequences,
I’m ****** because I wish to bleed and suffer.

I can no longer hang on,
The lies and the truth are now both the same,
I am no longer able to stand on my own,
So now I let myself fall freely down to my own demise.
When you have been in a dark place in your life.
Sep 2016 · 5.0k
Foolish Little Fox
AD Snail Sep 2016
Foolish little fox,
You truly don't know anything,
Everyone is surprised that your still around.

Foolish little fox,
Stop your whining no one wishes to listen,
No one wants to listen to your pathetic screams,
Don't you see little fox, no one is coming for you?

Save your dying breath little fox,
Because no one wants to hear your voice again,
No one needs to be cursed with your worthless words.

Hush dear foolish little fox,
Your just a spirit of a foolish being,
That just couldn't betray themselves,
And prove others that your not a foolish one.
This Poem has a deeper meaning to it. For me anyways.
AD Snail Sep 2016
My heart was struck with a strange feeling,
I feeling I never felt for no other before,
But here I am stuck in one place just starring right at you.

My mind was swirling around with flooded images of you,
I couldn't stop from my heart beating a mile a minute just for you.
I couldn't comprehend this strange feeling for you,
That has me questioning who I am.

I can help this rush of red to my face,
That makes me feel warm and sweaty,
It makes me shift around and act abnormal around you.

I don't know what I must say to make you look at me,
I want you just to stare at me and not any other.

I have this strange craving for you to be mine and me to be yours,
And I can't help but to notice that you shall never feel the same way.

You'll never get this strange emotions flowing throw you like they are right now,
As I try and take the chance to hold onto your hand in my own,
And sadly drop it back down beside me.
Have Many poems piling up that I have not posted, because I feel like there not the greatest but I wish to at least see others opinions.

Again I am never good at wonderful titles, but I still do try.
Sep 2016 · 284
Happy?
AD Snail Sep 2016
Am I happy,
Or am I someone that holds a fake happiness?

My happiness,
Is rather a mixed drink of other emotions as well.

I am dancing on stones,
Some of those stones are sharp;
There cutting into my skin, leaving scars to prove that they were there.

I keep on dancing on this happiness,
That keeps cutting into me and questioning me.
I am dancing with a old drink called happiness,
And its the one devouring me.
I apologize for the very uninteresting and not very creative title.
Sep 2016 · 654
Friend Please Never Go
AD Snail Sep 2016
Hold me tight and never let go,
Because once you do you shall lose me in the pitch black sea.

My dear friend understand this; I am not perfect.
And I know your not either; that's why I keep on forgiving you.

Friend stay beside me on the coldest of nights,
Because I have gotten lost before.
Confused I am when I am by myself,
And I shall never get any better so please don't get upset just come and stay the night.

I don't ask for much,
All I ask is for a little bit of love and friendship to warm my hollow inside.

My heart was never my own so I gave the pieces away to my friends,
So please never drop me.
Sep 2016 · 298
Lonely Road
AD Snail Sep 2016
Lonely road is my home,
It keep me cold.

It never has let other in,
So I shall never face the hardships;
Like their words,
And actions.

I shall always be safe;
While I travel the Lonely road,
That I shall travel all alone.
Sep 2016 · 357
Simple Words
AD Snail Sep 2016
Those simple words,
They have burned deep into my heart.

Those words of insult seem so small,
But sadly they throw me off track and make me feel helpless.
I am lost and in pain from those words;
They have berried themselves into my everyday thoughts.

Simple words of insult how I keep on analyzing you.

Simple words they seem to hurt me;
They leave a scar that I never wanted from the begin.

Simple words you have killed my self-esteem,
And left me in this dark world that has no positiveness anywhere.
Sep 2016 · 4.0k
Hummingbird
AD Snail Sep 2016
Sweet Hummingbird how you haunt my dreams;
That soon turn into nightmares.

Hummingbird sing me a song,
With bittersweet words that burn the very soul.
The humming is ringing inside of my brain,
My hummingbird please stop your hurting me, can't you see?

You keep on flapping your wings,
Making me scream and fall to my knees;
Wishing and begging you to stop those repeating sounds that echo through my mind.

My sweet hummingbird I do not mean to be rude;
But please just be silent forever.
Sep 2016 · 414
Pain Like a River
AD Snail Sep 2016
My pain becomes a stream upon my face,
Then it turns to waterfalls; while it falls to the ground made up of despair.

Pain is like a river;
It rarely ever ruins dry.

I let the pain flow in waves;
Crashing against my brain,
Then the screams can be heard from the waters.  

Pain is my river;
The river keeps on streaming down my cheeks.

Letting myself sink and drown down in this river.
Sep 2016 · 251
Deep In Thought
AD Snail Sep 2016
I long for some brilliant thoughts,
That will fill my mind with inspiration and positive.
But many say that is a silly dream,
And I simple follow into their talk and agree.

When I fall into those deep thoughts,
I forget about all those nice things and wonderful stories.
And once again I am lost in depressed.

I'm longing for something I shall never receive.

I am deep in thought but my thoughts are like my cage,
And I am a bird never to be free.
Sep 2016 · 449
My Longing For The Sun
AD Snail Sep 2016
The sun does not shine the way it used to;
It does not have that magnificent spark,
No longer that thing that made me smile.

My heart has seemed to faded away with the brilliant light,
And I have lost my way once again.

Sometimes my dear,
I found myself in your arms once again,
But sadly I awaken in my bed and realize my sun is no longer beside me.

My beautiful sun, why?
Why aren't you in my arms when we fall asleep,
We must I sleep in this darkness; all alone without my sunlight?

My dear sun,
Can't you see?
I am lost with out you.
Apr 2016 · 260
Untitled
AD Snail Apr 2016
Inspiration used to burn deeply in the dreams of the living,
Fluttering around in their hearts ready to be let go and be put to work.

The wonderful dreams that came from just looking at something,
Is slowly fading and disappearing into dust.

The love and compassion that used to lay asleep deep inside of every soul;
Waiting to be awakened,
No longer burns deeply in all, now only in some.
Apr 2016 · 836
I hate mirrors
AD Snail Apr 2016
I hate mirrors
I dislike them so much

I can’t look at a mirror
Without feeling
Ugly,
Fat,
Useless,
Unneeded,
Confused,
Angry,
Sad,
Upset­,
Unhappy,
Hatred,

I can’t look at the mirror for too long
Or I’ll start to cry

I wish I didn’t have to look at a mirror
To see the one…
Me
I have never hated myself
Till I looked at myself in a mirror

When I was 7
The mirror
Was my nightmare
My bully
Pointed out
Everything that was wrong with me

I wish I could smash and break
The mirrors I have to look at
But I won’t because
I don’t want to get in trouble and hurt myself from the broken glass

So I guess
I’ll have to deal with them
I’ll just have to try and stay away from them

I really hate mirrors
I dislike them very much.
Apr 2016 · 205
Silence That Kills
AD Snail Apr 2016
The silence that kills you when you try to sleep,
It makes you think, your mind starts to spin; you become light heading.

You wish to speak, to break the silence, but you cannot, your voice has disappeared leaving you in this deathly silence.

You wish for those awful thoughts to go away, and leave you in peace,
But at the same time you do not wish to be left alone in this awfully dark silence.

This silence it kills, you do not wish to die, so the only thing that is keeping you alive,
Is the awful little voices inside of your head, that keep on making you think, making your brain feel fuzzy.
I tried, deeply sorry if it isn't good. Please let me know how I did.
Apr 2016 · 232
Done it Again
AD Snail Apr 2016
She holds her head down in shame,
Her hair is soaking wet, expressing her sorrow.

As her mind starts to clear from all of the alcohol,
And she finally realizes she is against the wall once again,
And her head bowed down in shame.

Memories flow through her mind,
Throughing themselves all at once into her brain,
And regrets start to be built.

She knows that she has done it again,
She’s gotten herself drunk again,
To help with all the pain and forget about all of her troubles,
She’s gone back to old habits that she promised never to go back to.

So now she holds her head down in shame,
As the water from her hair drips down her pale white face.
Apr 2016 · 652
Pain Come Back Another...
AD Snail Apr 2016
Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When the world isn't so ashamed.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can actually get back up on my feet.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can make you go away more easily.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I finally have someone beside me.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I don't have so much on my mind.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I can finally pretend your not there.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I finally can learn how to survive.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I don't have to worry about everything.

Pain Pain go away,
Please come back another day,
When I the world gives me a break, so I have time to deal with you.
Apr 2016 · 262
Questions...
AD Snail Apr 2016
Do hear those voices?
Do think about death?
Do worry about people?
Do you care about others more than yourself?
Does your head hurt from all the thoughts?
Why are you shaking?
Why are you crying?
Why are you so quiet?
Why are you laughing so hard?
Why are you hugging me?
Why do you hate me?
Why are you angry?
Why are you yelling?
Why are ignoring everyone?
Why can’t you stop the yelling?
Why can’t you stop them from fighting?
Do worry about death?
Do you fear driving?
Do you envy others?
Do you hate yourself?
Are you sad?
Are you unhappy?
Do you hate the world?
Do hate life?
Do you hate homework?
Do you fear losing?
Are you afraid of not being someone else?
Do you like yourself?
Do you love me?
Do you care?
Do you want to scream?
Do you want to hate me?
Do you understand?
Do you want others to understand you?
Why are you worrying?
Why are you scared?
Why are you stressed out?
What is the problem?
Are you talking too much?
Did you talk to little?
Why didn’t you raise your voice a little higher?
Also a very old poem. It seems more like questions. Deeply sorry its not the best.
Apr 2016 · 313
My Thoughts and Anxiety
AD Snail Apr 2016
My chest hurts
My chest feels hot and stiff
I’m having a hard time breathing in and out
My head is pounding

I’m worried to think
I’m thinking about so much
I’m thinking so fast that I don’t even know what is going on in my head
I’m worry about so much
I’m scared stiff

I want to cry and at the same time I don’t
I feel like a child again
I child that is lost
And can’t find their way

The tears are coming down so fast
I want to stop
And when I can finally stop crying
Someone comes along and asks “Are you ok?”
Then I start to bawl again

What is wrong with me?
Help someone
I want help
But at the same time I don’t

I’m shaking
My body won’t stop moving
I’m panicking
If I stop moving something bad will happen
I can’t stop moving
I need to move
I need something to play with
I want to run around
I want to scream
I want to dance
But I can’t

Because if I run off someone will worry about me or get angry
Sometimes I don’t want anyone near me
And other times I want someone to be hugging me
All my emotions are messes up
But one of them is sad
I feel sad and unhappy, scared, worried, angry, confused, stressed out
I feel so helpless sometimes
I want to go somewhere one minute but the next I don’t want to move or go anywhere
I want someone to tell me it is ok to cry
Because that is all I can do right now
Is to move around and cry

My breathing is getting faster and faster
I don’t want to be around people

I’m hiding under the table

No please I don’t want to go up and speak
That is not what I meant to say
I want to let it all out
But I’m afraid at the same time
I can tell you all of it without messing up
When I speak
It comes out wrong

When I laugh it comes at the wrong time
When I smile,
I smile at the wrong time
When I do something or someone says something,
That hurts me
I can’t let go of it
It bothers me for so long
I just wish I could stop

My hands shake all the time
I want to know why

I’m afraid of snapping in front of someone
I’m afraid of yelling or getting angry

When I get jealous of someone
I hate myself for getting jealous of them
And I won’t let go of it

I’m the monster under my bed
I like to hate and make me feel bad
I’m my own bully
I’m all the mean voice inside of my head

And I wish it could all just stop
A very old poem, made long ago. So please do not judge it to much, I was young and having a hard time, and wanting to get stuff off of my chest.
Apr 2016 · 471
Where are you confidence?
AD Snail Apr 2016
Hello,
Do you know where my confidence went?
I’ve been looking for it for a long time,
And when I almost find it,
It disappears in my grasp,
And hides once more.

The last time I had my confidence,
Was so long ago
I have lost it because of a person.
That person didn’t think,
She didn’t think,
That what she said and did
Hadn’t have huge impact on my life
But the truth is it did.

Where?
Where did my confidence go?
Someone, please tell me
I don’t know where my confidence has went.
A old poem, I apologize if it isn't that good.
Apr 2016 · 305
I'm Scared
AD Snail Apr 2016
They say don’t be scared,
but it's so hard not to be

I scared of so many things
Does that make me weak?

I’m scared of leaving my school
I’m scared of people leaving me
I’m scared of the world
I’m scared of myself and what I’ll do

Will I hurt someone?
Will I hurt myself?

Why can’t I be brave?
Why am I so weak?
Why can’t I be strong like everyone else?

Someone tell me, why?
Apr 2016 · 3.4k
Someday's
AD Snail Apr 2016
Someday's I’m tired of smiling
Someday's I’m angry at the world and everyone
Someday’s I hate myself
Someday’s I want to die
Someday’s I’m scared of death
Someday's I think about the past
Someday’s I think about the future
Someday’s I’m thinking about to much
Someday’s I’m sad
Someday’s I want to be crying
Someday’s I want to be yelling
Someday’s I’m happy
Someday’s I question myself
Someday’s I’m my own worst nightmare
Someday’s I judge others
Someday’s I get angry with myself for saying mean things to others or judging them
Someday’s I’m broken
Someday’s My heart stops for a second
Someday’s I’m day dreaming, to get away from everything
Someday’s I want to be dancing around like a crazy person
Someday’s I think about what other think about me
Someday’s I’m sick and tired
Someday’s I want to join in the group
Someday’s I don’t think I’m wanted
Someday’s I think everyone hates me
Someday’s I don’t think my opinion doesn’t matter
Someday’s I realize my hands shake a lot
Someday’s I worry about almost everything
Someday’s I’m scared of everything and everyone
Someday's I write poems and quotes to help me out, with all the things I think about, telling myself “This is how I’m going to tell everyone my feelings” because I have a hard time telling them face to face without crying, and running away from them, and the next day saying it was nothing
Please Mind the grammar/miss spelling.

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