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 Dec 2018
Shai
I sit in a lonely corner.
Watching minutes go by.
The world spins around me.
And still no one can explain why.
Why I’m so hurt, in a world full of joy.
Why I’m so dark, in a world full of light.
No one can explain why I’m the only one. Sitting in this corner. While the other kids run
 Dec 2018
Sage
Well, I'm still here
In a room with the lights out
Maybe I will die here
Hopefully not today
 Dec 2018
Kaity
this isn’t going to make sense
cause it’s not supposed to
and if I’m being honest
this isn’t for you
it’s not even for me

I’m stuck
I’m trapped
I’m lost
I’m every other word that describes people who feel at a dead end

I’m typing on a ****** phone
That’s connected to a ****** connection
That could possibly be a metaphor for my life

I’m writing
Because I don’t know what else to do

I’m writing
Cause that’s what they told me to do

But they also told me that what I think isn’t always true
That I’m special and I just don’t see it

But that’s the thing
I don’t see it

And if I don’t see it then why should it matter if anyone else does

And if I’m thinking something why should it matter if it’s true

What matters is that it’s in my head
What matters is that it’s always there

But here I am
Stuck in the same place
Back to square one
No progress made
The same questions, whether true or not

Will I amount to anything?
Do I really help?
Am I really worthwhile?
Do you actually care?

I see these people
When I’m online
They smile and post
They edit and pose

I can’t help but wonder

Do you really smile, or do you just do it to look happy like me?
Do you really feel happy, or are you trying to lie like me?
Do you understand what I feel?

Or is it just me?

I’m not trying to be selfish
I don’t want a lot
I just want to be happy
And I want others to be happy with me
But neither is happening

So instead there’s a poem
That doesn’t even ryhme
That makes no sense
  I’ll try harder
 Dec 2018
Sarah Judith
sometimes
i refuse to
write poetry
because inspiration
only comes from
sad
times

this realization
makes me
even
sadder
it how life goes my dude. nothing we can do about it, my man.
 Nov 2018
V
2AM
All I want to do is cry,
Because all I can think about is wanting to die.
Simple vent.
I hate depression.
I don't know how I am here anymore.
 Nov 2018
Cynthia Montano
We carry ourselves so well to avoid pity
We carry ourselves so well to avoid speaking of our problems
and avoiding to try and find a solution
Because we feel that it'll all go away within time
We carry ourselves well enough that we BELIEVE we're ok
We BELIEVE that if we smile hard enough
It'll change our mood
But the fact of the matter is
We handle our problems so well
Because we WANT to improve
We WANT to be strong
We WANT to be happy
We WANT others to see that NOTHING can stand in our way
 Nov 2018
Makayla Jane
I wanted to know if you'd want a letter
If I were to leave
But I told myself it wouldn't matter;
They wouldn't care

So I stared at your name
And thought about how you'll go to school
But I won't be there

How I won't just be home, sick
I'll be found dead by my mother when she goes to wake up my siblings but asks her boyfriend to open the bathroom door instead
For the door is locked, my shoes and bag are near the front door still, and there's no response

I thought about how you'd find out about my death
If the school would be told and they'd announce it
Maybe you'd stumble upon a newspaper and see my obituary
Or maybe a part of you would just know

I reminded myself of people I love
How I'm scared of what happens after I die
And the thoughts of what hell could be like
I tried to tell myself God would understand
But nobody would care about me;
I deserve to suffer like the ******* I am

I ask myself what my final words should be
But I can't think of anything original and deep to say
So all I can say is I apologize for what I've done
And I hope you forgive me, let go, and move on to have a happy life
Feel free to share revision ideas :)
 Nov 2018
Mohd Arshad
In old age
Everything is old

           Except for dreams
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