Anger/Resentment/Frustration

Dec 2019

Raygan Emma Jane

I’ve got no fear of letting them down
We’re already all sitting cross legged on the ground
And they’re holding me by my ankles
In the distance I see all my dead relatives
And old friends
The ghosts of people who held me by wrists
And I see them reaching out
But I’m not close enough to pull up

Nov 2019

Ley

the irony of pushing people away

stupid girl
soon no one will be left
but it doesn’t really matter anyways
when it felt like no one was there
in the first place

#sad #lonely #life #feel #feelings #thought #pain #lost

Nov 2019

N

hate me

why am i hated
i dont know what i've done
why am i being punished
what reason?—i know of none
a happy life wasted
my pain has just begun
with everything they've said and everything i've read
it really does seem like they're having fun
ruining my life and wishing me dead
I just dont understand what i have done

#hate #pain #alone #mentalhealth

Aug 2019

Dez Blue

Deceased

How does one truly live when on the inside you feel like dying
Crying
Denying
Lying
Stress and struggles multiplying
The need to try but you fail at trying
So here you are.
You feel like dying
But you won't say a thing
You'll just keep on smiling
And when you find a way to put your stress to bed.
You'll be old and gray and you'll wind up dead.

#sad #lonely #depressed

Jul 2019

TK

What's Wrong With Me?

Why the **** can’t I stop playing this same track
Over and over,
Repeating a demonised past of thoughts
That inject my stomach with butterflies,
That scratch at my arms and legs like metal on a chalkboard,
That whoosh hot through my readily pumping blood
That results in nausea and tensed muscles.
A track that brings with it memory of a time
So thick with pain and too, confusion
That brings back memories of you,
Memories of then,
Memories of hurt,
Memories of destruction...

**So why does it feel so good to remember?
And why the **** do I kind of miss it?

Jul 2019

Jack Jenkins

Antiquated Living

Collect washed out colors
To put in my pocket
As a keepsake with no value
Fenced in for safety
Peculiar things that I let in
Thoughts not my own
I resent them like the fireplace
Who's flames took my secrets
But I threw them in
It's the only thing in this house
To have changed in years
Why?
I hold the past for peace
Yet if I forget
There are ghosts that will avenge

//On living in the past//

#past #haunt #stuck #jack #jenkins #poem #poetry

Jun 2019

Swastik mittal

vulture

I am a vulture
flying in the sky
eating up my problems
coming in my mind

I catch up my faults
in claws, I coil
and bury them in ground
to fertile my soil

#vulture