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 Oct 2015
irsorai
Living with anxiety
And depression,
It's feeling too much
And nothing at all.
Which means feeling
Like you can never win.

But you can.
And you will.
**You're not alone!
Copyright © irsorai
16/10/2015
 Oct 2015
Nicole Dawn
Where I used to see bright white snow
And playful afternoons
I now see everything dying
And cold dark days

Where I used to see beautiful colors
And big joyful leaf piles
I now see more chores
And death surrounding me

Where I used to see bright happy days
And hours in the sun
I now see stressful times
And sunburns

Where I used to see new life
And hope all around
I now see the world being happy
While I sit here alone

Where I used to be happy
I now sit and cry
This is about the different seasons
I hate growing up
 Oct 2015
GaryFairy
this road is weathered
but where one road ends, another starts
crossroads are measured
by the sign posts of wrong turn hearts

caution lights
the stop signs
bridge out
bumps ahead
highways divided
it's gridlock

another dead end street
and there's no u-turns

that street was better
until it came time for us to merge
a do not enter
detours where two hearts converge
 Oct 2015
NvrMnd
...
Sky of Orange Soft Pastel,
A fire that burnt
A misty-eyed.

Fiery sunset
Yet gentle color hush
Warmth a cold dying soul.

Suddenly sway in rush,
Grey cloud storm
Overruled.

Orange soft pastel burning
Died.. along with the
Cold dying soul.

...
I've seen how
Moments do shift
.
.
Like feelings,
Like Love.
 Oct 2015
epictails
I've never fit in,
I never belonged anywhere
except to myself.
 Oct 2015
Mon
I was supposed to study
right at this hour
But here I am,
making poems about you.

I was supposed to solve
the math problems that was given to me
But here I am,
thinking about which words would suit you the best.

I was supposed to leave
and forget about you
But here I am,
hurting myself even more with the memories we made, we had.

What have you done to me?
 Oct 2015
A Lopez
I swore I heard you today
In the sound of my heart beat
It would beat bump, bump, stab!
That's sad.
 Oct 2015
Lily
There was this girl who likes to write dark, lonely poems
Until this unnamed guy came along.


Leigh Herondale  *September 2015
Just when I thought i'd never see him again, I saw him :) :) :)
 Oct 2015
Lily
Death is constant
Death is inevitable
Death takes away the pain and misery
Death is the most certain thing
We can ever expect from life
At some point
Love and happiness may fail
But death will always succeed


Leigh Herondale  *September 2015
I may speak about death but i'm not suicidal, nope, not yet.
 Oct 2015
Lily
Sometimes I wonder how blissful and magical it is
To look at that someone who'd make me feel complete


©Leigh
 Oct 2015
Lily
When I try to be social
I miserably fail
I act like a butterfly
But all to no avail
So then I decided
To just hate them instead
Cause people don't give a ****
Unless you're pretty or dead
Now this pretty butterfly
Was really just a worm
Who learned the hard way
Of picking rose with its torn
Now she's digging into the Earth
Getting ready for her slumber
And if one day she succeed
She might just sleep forever


© Leigh Herondale  *September 2015
Idk really
 Oct 2015
Darlene Chavez
Sitting in the dark
Make up running down my face
Crying so hard
My mind is a haze

Why do I do this
To myself
I think I'm crazy
I need some help

My hand is numb
And my body shakes
My wrist is ******
My wrist aches

I'm sorry
I know I promised
But I couldn't help it.....
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