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Turned lonely into solitary confinement and apathy into a ******* contest.
#lonely #solitary #contest
I can hear this silence,
talk with my shadow
and when I fall asleep,
I can breath peacefully
I don't want to wake up
I don't want people hear my cries
hidden for the tragedy
I still wait for the moment
when things will be changed forever
and the sky will be colored with red paint
I'm an anxiety driven teen ****-up.
I let my fears drag me on a leash.
I make the wrong choices in every situation
And I can never really sleep.

My meals consist of nothing.
I feel overweight and unclean.
I feel mostly suicidal
But I can't **** myself
I'm afraid of the unseen.

I am a walking paradox.
Tired but won't sleep.
Hungry but won't eat.
I am the embodiment of stupid
But isn't that every teen?

I'm an anxiety driven teen ****-up.
Just give up on me and leave.
Tear me up into pieces,
And run from the crime scene.
Something I wrote while in class about an hour ago. I think it needs work but I'm not sure on how to fix it...
 Oct 2015 Colin Makgill
sheridan
We've all seen brighter days
When the sun is out and the rain goes away,
When the person we love, loves us too.
When the person that's dying, finally pulls through
But bright days can't stay bright forever,
And the person we love doesn't want us to be together anymore
And the person that's dying is at death's door.
We've all seen brighter days
When the bad days are gone,
But in order to get through them
We must carry on.
There's an uncontrollable feeling inside me
That desperatly want's to make a change
In this boring prison
I call everyday
The rose petals from the divine garden filled the room in a bloom of beauty.
The sweet air from the world's forest consumed me and soothed my bones.
A pounding heart that floods my ears in an edgy euphoria.
Falling backwards infinitely relaxed with a smile of relief.

You turn me inside out.
© All Rights Reserved Jack Thompson 2015
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