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32.8k · Feb 2018
unseen
Daisy Rae Feb 2018
You don’t make me sad
It’s those monsters in my head
That tell me hurtful rumors
About what one girl said

I listen and I wonder
How could someone say those things
When not a one is true
Yet look at the pain it brings

You don’t make me hate myself
It’s those words on that screen
The ones that say I’m *****
When I couldn’t be more clean

Cyber bullying is not a joke
Yet no one does a thing
They let it happen constantly
And I feel the pain that stings

You don’t make me give up on life
It’s the fists that give my bruises
I’m not strong enough for this life
My pain it bleeds and oozes

I tried to be brave
But this life just isn’t for me
I gave up on this life
And there’s no place I’d rather be

She was a lovely girl
Who cared so much for others
But the ones she cared for most
Are the ones that watched her suffer

Her bruises are visible
Her heart is broken in two
But no one did a thing
Because there was nothing we could do

Now the rumors are dead
The words are deleted from the screen
Her bruises are heeled up
And now she’s forever unseen
Rumors, cyber bullying, and physical harm can cause a person to have low self-esteem. Think before you speak and act. You never know the affect it will have on someone. Suicide is real and it’s hurting our society.
5.7k · Jun 2017
overdose
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
lessons are learned
and hatred hurts
but i'll slip away from your grip
just to feel the burn
on my lips
down my throat
in my lungs
overdose
i might not live
my body could reject this poison
boys &
***** &
smoke filled rooms
where'd you go my girl?
overdose
don't get too close
recovery only lasts for a time
but then times up &
it's back to the bottle &
drunken kisses &
rolled up death notes
overdose
no one knows
i can't help it
relapse many times in a row
third times a charm  
that's how life goes
you get real high &
then down you go
*overdose
2.6k · Aug 2017
she's
Daisy Rae Aug 2017
She's a champagne princess
          She's a little 4:20 hunny
                    A splash of class and sass
               All mixed up in a whiskey glass
       She has a heart of gold
  A life that's young &
           A soul that's old.
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
We tend to focus on the wrong things, forgetting what's important
When I was six years old I thought that life was always happy
But as I grew up my mind got contorted
Into what people whispered under their breath
And the word 'love' being thrown around like it was nothing
When I reached the age of seventeen my view of life was death
I now understand that love isn't always true
And that some men can't own up to their mistakes
For the longest time my parents didn't think I knew
But it's very hard to hide fake love in front of a teen
Because school did teach me at least one thing
It was that adults aren't always truthful to young kids like me
Because they don't want to mess up the family 'dynamic'
But what they didn't realize is that it had been ******* up for years
Yeah, I've downed a couple beers
If I keep things from them, of course they're keeping secrets from me
Mom, you don't have to lie to me
I've seen worse things
I just wish you would tell me the truth
Is there a reason you're sleeping in a different room?
Dad, please stop disappearing
I don't know where you go but mom would like to know
You don't answer your phone
You act as if you're not apart of our family
Your cover is blown
You eat at the dinner table absently
You never have time for us
Check your watch it's almost seven
You should be home by now
You would have thought you'd learn your lesson
I can't do this
Watch my family fall apart
It's been going on long enough
It breaks my ******* heart
Please stop this
I didn't ask for a separated family
When I was young we were so great
What happened to that fantasy
I grew up
That's what happened
I started to realize through my grown up eyes
That life isn't what it looks like on the outside
You have to look deep within to notice all the lies
The husband is a cheater
The mother is a forgiver
The son has been gone
But the daughter was like a river
She cried all night
Asking God why is this happening?
My family has been falling apart
And you sit back as it's unraveling
Help her!
She's my mother and I love her
She's hurting and she's trying
But she never gets anything in return
Help him!
He's my father and I love him
He's disappearing and he's blind
And he doesn't see what's right in front of him
A family who loves him
But he's been looking for other things
We try to give him all his needs
But we fail to do so
And the darkness proceeds
I get jealous of these other kids
With the families that are together
They care for one another
And they play games every night
They go out to eat on the weekends
And I'm stuck here despite
All the stories I have about our wonderful past
Too bad that we couldn't last
We had so many more adventures to go on
I wish I was six years old again
But I guess we can't all win
So I'll sit back on the sidelines
And watch my family slip by
This is the year my family fell apart
Not together in distance and never in heart.
2.3k · Jul 2017
Angel Kisses
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
My mom once told me that freckles were angel kisses
Because around age seven other kids would ask me why I had dots on my face
As I grew older I soon realized that freckles were not actually angel kisses
I found out the cause of my freckles was from the lack of melanin I had in my skin
Every time I went under the sun, the rays would dot my face with brown pigmented circles
I used to absolutely hate my freckles
They covered my nose, my cheeks, my forehead, my arms and legs
I hated when people would compliment me on them because I didn't want that to be the only thing they noticed
After a long time of hating these brown specks scattered throughout my entire body
I finally looked at myself a little closer in the mirror
I noticed how they made my face pop and my arms look like a masterpiece
For the first time in my life I didn't see my freckles as an ugly connect-the-dots page
I saw my freckles as artwork
Unique paint droppings made by the sunlight
I no longer cared about the people who thought they made me look ugly
Because I started to think what if they're just jealous
Jealous that they have too much melanin so all they do is tan
Jealous that they cannot have this piece of artwork painted on their skin
Jealous that I have angel kisses and they don't
My mom still tells me to this day that my freckles are angel kisses
And I believe her.
1.4k · Jun 2017
like the stars
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
darling,
       you're beautiful.
                      but not in the way most
                             people see
                      in the way your eyes blend
                             from brown to green
                and the way your freckles scatter
                             along your face
             and how more beautiful can you be
                      when your eyes light up
                                your smile appears
                                        & laughter springs
                                            out of your chest
                                   what a beauty you are
                             special, like the stars
1.3k · Sep 2018
Addict
Daisy Rae Sep 2018
I haven’t always been an addict
I remember a time when I judged those who clung to bad habits like their life depended on it
I used to think why can’t they just stop?
I used to wonder why people would risk their lives just to feed that desire
If my 14 year old self knew me now she’d be ashamed
I wish I could go back and tell her that those friends are going to get you addicted
They’ll introduce you to things that you’ve always wanted to try
And eventually they’ll become things you can’t turn down
She probably wouldn’t believe me, she’s always been naive and stubborn  
I wish I could tell her that drinking only makes you forget for a little while
And that blurriness you feel only lets you escape for one night
And when you wake up the next morning the only thing you’ll look forward to is getting drunk again
you’re wrong she would say
I wish I could tell her that blunt won’t fix the loneliness in your heart
And that good feeling you feel right now is only temporary
And you’ll find yourself craving that again when your high is gone
You’ll blow your money that mom gave you on grams instead of what you told her it was for
you’re wrong she would say
I wish I slap that cigarette out of her mouth and tell her how addictive and deadly it is
And how mom would be so disappointed in her if she knew
And how stupid she was for allowing herself to succumb to all these things
It’s not that bad she would say
I wish I could tell her about the time she drank so much that she passed out in a strangers home and didn’t know where she was the next day
I wish I could tell her that she almost ran into a ditch and died because she was high while driving
I wish I could tell her how she couldn’t go a day without smoking at least 3 cigarettes and mom found out about it
you were right she would say when it was too late
Hooked on *****, drugs, and cigarettes
Crying alone in her room at 1 am, knowing that she couldn’t keep doing this
But not knowing how to stop
I wish I could tell her not to judge those people stuck on bad habits
Because one day that will be you too
And you still haven’t fully recovered
I can’t just stop she would say
And she still says to this day.
If I only could have warned my younger self
1.2k · Jul 2017
waste
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
you're the book he never reads
but he keeps you on his nightstand
anyways.
love hurts
1.2k · Mar 2018
chronic acne
Daisy Rae Mar 2018
they cover my face from forehead to chin
they rest in the most uncomfortable creases
they are red as a rash
and big enough as a bug bite
they stick out, they lie under my skin
they hurt and they sting when I try to scrub them clean
i’ve tried washes, creams, pills,
special oils, face masks, lotions,
the works
i don’t like the mirror because it makes me look at
these things that take up half my face
i don’t like to take pictures when my face isn’t clear
and makeup just makes it worse
i don’t like to go out
because I know others are watching
and wonder how someone could be so ugly
these pimples just don’t go away
no matter what I do
so please, if you meet me
and want to give some advice
i’d much rather you not
because, you see
i’ve already tried it all
and please do not utter that phrase
for I surely will blow up in flames
”oh stop acting like it’s such a big deal”
try living as me for a day
and you will see
that this feeling of dread
about the bumps on your face
never goes away
and you will surely see
that you look like this
and they look like that
and I promise you wouldn’t want to be me
Chronic acne is something I struggle with and what a lot of people also struggle with. A lot of uneducated people will assume that we aren’t trying hard enough. Dealing with chronic acne is not a walk in the park and needs a lot of work to be able to control it. Educate yourself before giving us your advice, we don’t need it.
972 · Aug 2017
quiet
Daisy Rae Aug 2017
when she's happy, she can't stop talking, but when she's sad, she doesn't say a word.
858 · Jun 2017
An apple
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Thigh gaps
Twenty laps
Too many naps
I look at an apple & see
60 calories
Help me please
Get me out of this hell hole
I hate playing the "skinny role"
I lost count for today
The calculator in my brain
It's overloaded
I have to stay focused
It can't keep up with me
Maybe I should just stop eating
My hip bones gut out
Unnaturally
My cheek bones are hollow
Deadly
"Looks like you lost weight"
"You're unhealthy"
I'm glad you noticed
But the scale is my worst enemy
And the mirror tells me lies
But I continue to go by
Like a zombie
It's not a game
It's no longer a hobby
It's something very real
And this time it got me
It's dragging me down
Please, somebody stop me!
When my body arches
My backbone protrudes
You can count my ribs
As if they might go through
They're right when they say all I am is
Skin & bones
You should have seen my chart
All my body fat was gone
It dipped down to the lowest line
108 to 82
All those pounds that I had to lose
Just to have the perfect body
But to lose myself in the process
It wasn't worth the upset
That I brought to every one around me
So for this reason they had to stop me
I used to think that doctors were the devil
But I learned that they were saviors
And without them I'd be six feet under
It was hard at first
But eventually the calculator in my head died
And the scale no longer mattered to me
And the mirrors didn't seem to scream at me
My thighs are healthy and exuberant
I no longer run because I have to but for the fun of it
I finally have energy and naps are a thing of the past
Please God I hope this time
It lasts
Because now when I look at an apple
I just see
*an apple
When I was 14 years old I was diagnosed with anorexia nervosa, an eating disorder. In the US, 20 million women and 10 million men suffer from an eating disorder at some time in there life. These include anorexia nervosa, bulimia nervosa, binge eating disorder (BED), and other unspecified eating disorders. For various reasons, some cases are not reported, so the number could be higher. Every 62 minutes at least one person dies from some form of eating disorder. And it currently has the highest mortality rate of any mental illness.
You can make it out of this, this will not control you. Please get help if you suffer from an eating disorder. You are absolutely wonderful just the way you are.
~ANAD (National Association of Anorexia Nervosa and Associated Disorders)
849 · Jan 2017
Forgotten Girl
Daisy Rae Jan 2017
It's a strange feeling to see someone like who you usted to be. You see that forgotten girl in her hollow face. The way her cheekbones dip in a sulking way. It's like a permanent stain of sadness etched into her expression. The bags under her eyes show her sleep deprivation due to stress and anxiety brought on by thoughts created by her own demons inside of her own head. Her hair is very thin because very few locks remain. Her suffering hides in the lining of her collarbone. She feels it as if it is a sculpture, rubbing all of her worries away. She is comforted by her hip bones, the way they bulge out like mountain peaks. Her stomach craves for nutrition, for a taste of happiness. Although her body demands the continents of her kitchen, her mind screams No! You can see the lining of her stomach and wonder if that was really you way back then. The way she struggles to breath as she runs, forcing herself to endure more pain that she already experiences. She can feel her chest burning, little does she know it's acid eating away at her, killing her slowly. Her thighs no longer touch, they breach a gap so wide, you wonder how her legs can withstand such a faulty structure. Her lips are a lavender hue and you wonder if she ate something purple, but no. You know deep down it's the cold that fills her body constantly. Even in the summer she wears long sleeves and jeans because the shivers that go up and down her spine are so strong that she may convulse if she were not protected by her warm clothes. Her fingers are slim and seem to be those of a creature that's non-human. Her body is so frail and so weak. But it's become a safe haven for her. The constant glances in the mirror. Examining her body for any flaws that might have surfaced. The constant fight between body and mind whether to starve or to survive the day. I'm hungry, says the body. You're weak, says the mind. As I look at this stranger I see myself. My forgotten self. That forgotten girl long ago who saw her life dwindling before her eyes. Those broken pieces still surface now and then. And that forgotten girl will never truly be forgotten. Because she used to be a part of me. My best friend, yet my true enemy. My anorexia.
Anerexia is a disease in which you starve yourself. Not just from food, but from life itself. It can happen at any age, to any gender, at any given moment. Sometimes it's unexplainable, sometimes it makes sense. But what we need to realize is that it's real and it's happening to people all over. What these victims don't realize is that their mind is their enemy and it tells you lies. A truth is this, you are beautiful just the way you are. Your body is not your beauty. But what's inside.
791 · Aug 2017
granted
Daisy Rae Aug 2017
every time you take her for granted,
you're just teaching her how to live
without you.
no matter how much she loves you, she will eventually get tired of being an option.
776 · Jul 2017
cracked pavement
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
your beauty lasted many years
newly set, your color shined
nothing made you hurt
you sure were tough
but over time that changed
we watched as you started to crack
we glued you when you needed it
but something was very wrong
you were falling apart
and pieces of you went missing
after awhile we forgot about you
and stopped watching out for cracks
present day and you're all scarred up
as i walked down to get the mail today
i noticed how bad you had gotten
cracks went all the way up and down your spine
your sides were shattered
you looked like you took yourself apart
and tried to glue yourself together again
i studied your scars and pieces
and wondered how we had forgotten
that you were hurting and breaking
i understood that you had went through a lot
as people came and went
you slowly lost your muster
but you weren't any less beautiful than before
you carried your scars like a champ
your dim color meant you had experience
i looked at you in a different light
your pieces were mosaics
and your color reminded me of thunderstorms
stormy, yet beautiful after it was over
this cracked pavement was overlooked
i now go get the mail more often
764 · Oct 2018
Autumn
Daisy Rae Oct 2018
Today is a good day
        The air is crisp
           The smell of brewed coffee is in the air
     Autumn brings its new beginnings
Life is starting to finally make sense.
My favorite season.
715 · Jun 2017
lover of the sea
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
i am a lover of the sea
as the stillness extends past the horizon
as creatures make their way beneath the surface
it is home to many kinds
wild sinners run free
secrets sink their way to the bottom
where they hide their history for eternity
people mistake the ocean for being clear blue
but beneath the surface is a rainbow
that bounces through the sun rays
mermaid tails
dolphin calls
and fish that swim together
the ocean is just like our world
there's good things
bad things
there's beautiful things
ugly things
there's a whole world living in the ocean that we sink our feet into
we neglect the fact that we invade their home
when we throw a hook or ride a boat
we harm their lives and make fish float
the net that sits in the sea
captures many lives and hurts many families
the beauty that it beholds
is being damaged by our own hands
our own materials
our own harmful ways
i am a lover of the sea
and i believe that we should let it be free.
710 · Jun 2017
Baby don't cry
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Baby don't cry*
You don't have any worries
You haven't seen the world through my eyes
You haven't ventured out into the crowd of people who will judge you
You haven't yet seen the darkness overtaking the light
You can't hear the cursing and the angry tones down the street or across the room
You haven't yet experienced a broken heart from a cruel boy
You don't have jealous girls spreading lies behind your back
You don't have fake friends that turn on you the second you walk away
You haven't yet known what it's like to hate your body  
You're safe in my arms
You don't have to worry
Baby don't cry
Life isn't hard for you yet
Happiness is all you know
Sometimes I don't want you to grow up
Because in this great big world
There's a lot of messy things
Messier than your face gets when you eat strawberries
Messier than your shoes get at the park
Messier than your hair gets in the morning when I wake you up
Messier than your words get when you try to speak  
Baby don't cry
Momma's got you
Let's take it as it comes  
And deal with the world another day.
To my Autumn Rose.
657 · Jun 2017
Her ~ pt. 4
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Her messy ******* hair shows her hard work
Not in the gym, but in the classroom
Late nights and lots of energy drinks
She has goals, not dreams
Because she believes if she puts her mind to it
She can do anything
Her accomplishments are earned
And that should be worth something
She is hard-working.
644 · Jul 2017
Her ~ pt. 7
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
Fear is not in her dictionary
And yes, if you said jump, she would
She is not afraid of heights
Or animals with sharp teeth
Or the water when it gets too deep
Or the sound of thunder during the night
Her heart does not skip a beat when the door squeaks
Her eyes do not see the consequence of jumping without a parachute
Her mind does not play tricks on her in the dark
Her dare-devil reality is no longer a fantasy
She grew up with make-believe stories
But no one ever told her that it wasn't real
So now that she's grown
She will still watch the sky
And imagine herself flying
No fear will ever find her
There's nothing scary about dying
She is fearless.
592 · Jun 2017
Her ~ pt. 3
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Her love spreads like wildfire
Even though lies do the same
The world has many things to say to her
Kind words never came
But her love continues to shine
Even in the darkest days
Her light will never be put out
There's too much love in her gaze
She is love.
545 · Jan 2018
pain
Daisy Rae Jan 2018
who knew your words
could hurt me that much
worse than when
I scraped my knee
that night I was drunk
trying to forget about
those words you said
544 · Jun 2017
Her ~ pt. 1
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Her walk is like a shot of whiskey
Neat & strong & full of purpose
And so many underestimate her
*punch
She is strong.
515 · Feb 2018
Inner truth pt. 1
Daisy Rae Feb 2018
We want to succeed
So we triump when others fail
512 · Aug 2018
Eventually
Daisy Rae Aug 2018
I have a tendency to find good people with bad intentions
Those that I believe to have a good heart but use others to their advantage  
Those that don’t think before they act
Those that say things they don’t actually feel
They exaggerate meanings of words and phrases that give me life
They take advantage of the love I so freely give
They leave once they’ve gotten you hooked - like a fish who was too naive to ignore the bait
They don’t mean to hurt you
They don’t realize that their actions will eventually break you
They apologize but the pain never goes away
Our fragile hearts break with every false word we realize they told us
The lies they fed to our hungry hearts
The things they did behind our backs
We break as they move along
We feel everything as they feel nothing
Good people with bad intentions are good pretenders
Their eyes light up when they’re around you
Their smiles spread from one ear to the other
Their words bring joy to your longing heart
But after awhile they become distant
They let the phone ring and complain of exhaustion
They rarely reply to your unending messages
The spark flitters away and their smile turns into a grimace
They drag you along until you’re fully dependent on their love
They leave you stranded with a used heart and broken soul
I keep telling myself these are good people who have bad intentions
But maybe these are just bad people
Maybe I still haven’t made myself believe that these people who intentionally hurt me aren’t good
They may seem good on the outside but they play a very believable game
One where you are the pawn and they push you whichever way they please
And they do so because you are a good person who has good intentions
You are rare as they come
Not many are good and not many have good intentions
Protect what you have and never let bad people with bad intentions rip away your goodness
You’ll find others like yourself, eventually
509 · Aug 2017
cigarettes
Daisy Rae Aug 2017
My grandfather cares for me and my mother
Since dad left we haven't had much
I never hear much from my older bother
I crave just to feel a loving touch
Bullies drove me away from school
So now I do it secluded in my home
One time a boy told me that I was a tool
And he'd use me however he wanted
I used to draw on my wrists with sharp objects
It made me forget about the pain in the dark
To the boys who smiled and said I was beautiful
I wish I had never let you give me marks
God says my body is a temple
Yet I starve and scratch it all up
***** and cigarettes have always been my escape

Drowning in Hennessy and blowing away my worries in smoke
I've always worried about my shape
I've never been anything but broke
I love when my grandfather visits me
He leaves behind a trace of his smell
He smokes a pipe and tries to hide it's fragrance
It reminds me that we all have our little bit of hell.
507 · Aug 2018
Fear
Daisy Rae Aug 2018
I do not fear falling in love. I am in love with many things. My family, friends, animals, sunsets, the ocean, the sky. I love these things easily and never fear loving them with my whole heart. What I do fear is falling so deeply in love with someone and investing my life into theirs only to discover that they do not feel the same way about me. To me, that is how you die while still breathing. You can never recover from that no matter how hard you try. The scariest part about it is that you’re never going to know if you’re falling for the wrong person. That is what I fear.
506 · May 2019
tell me why
Daisy Rae May 2019
he died today.

he left a long message for his wife and his son.
i wonder what was racing through his mind as he typed those words.
was his hands shaking.
was his heart beating so loud that he couldn’t hear his own thoughts.
i wonder if he ever considered stopping.
did he hesitate.
did he think that maybe this isn’t the right answer.
did a voice above tell him to put it down.
i wonder if he was scared.
was he afraid to die or did he find peace.
did he question where he would end up or was he certain he’d see the pearly gates.

i wonder why he did it.
why it was so bad that he had to leave his wife who loved him and son who adored him.
tell me why.

why is there a young widow in her 20s and why is there a 3 year old boy who won’t ever see his dad again.
tell me why.

i hear these stories often and it makes me sad for awhile and then i forget about it.
but i can’t stop thinking about it.

i weep for a man I didn’t even know and a mother and child who have lost someone dear to them.
i weep for the people that make the decision to end their lives.
all the pain bottles up into this big ball and consumes them.
there is no other answer, solution, or choice to be made because this is the only decision that makes the pain go away for good.
tell me why.

he killed himself today.
yet the world continues on.
tell me why.
495 · Aug 2018
floating
Daisy Rae Aug 2018
some people float
they float like boats over the reoccurring waves in the silent ocean
they float like burning paper when it escapes the fire and the wind carries it into the night sky
i love that view
if you’ve downed a few bottles it almost looks like it’s dancing
a fiery flame that whips and dips and twirls
i could follow it until it burned to ash
floating, disappearing

i do not drink to forget
i drink to float
i love the feeling of being lost in a blurry night sky that’s glowing with fire light
the warmth of the heat
the smell of the fire and ***** and nature all mixed into one
the taste of the drinks as they get unrecognizable with each sip
the feeling of being there but also being elsewhere
floating
i need that escape when things become overwhelming
floating
laughing, watching, disappearing
f        l
                    o
                             a
                                        t         i
                                                             n
                                                                      g.
it’s okay to float sometimes
487 · May 2018
fire & fury
Daisy Rae May 2018
It’s difficult to go from being dependent on someone to being independent. It wasn’t gradual, it was sudden. Like the way you are engulfed by fire, all of a sudden you are consumed. There’s nothing gradual, there’s no warning, it just happens and you’re left with nothing except fire and fury.
486 · Sep 2017
By His Grace
Daisy Rae Sep 2017
By His grace,
            I have lived a life full of contentment.
By His grace,
            I have climbed the steepest mountains.
By His grace,
            I have learned what eternal love is.
I have felt the sun and its warmth,
I have felt the rain and its ice cold pain,
But by His grace,
            I made it through.
483 · Oct 2018
Empty Love
Daisy Rae Oct 2018
We had commitment
Lacked intimacy and passion
We lost that feeling, that connection
But I guess what happens, happens
I thought we’d be in it for the long run
Thought you were my only one
But sometimes strong love deteriorates
Turning into empty love
We didn’t cheat, only argued
The commitment was there
But we lost that attachment
That closeness
I should have noticed
The detachment
You were absent
I didn’t know it would happen like this
If only I could rewind
But sadly I just sit here and reminisce
Why did I have to be so **** blind
Our love turned into empty love
Our love dwindled and died.
470 · Jun 2017
Her ~ pt. 5
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Her heart pounds when you scream at her
Her eyes drip and she covers her face
She didn't mean to cause a stir
Now she feels like a disgrace
She whimpers as you thrash out your violent words
You don't understand that your words hurt
She cries a river that covers her t-shirt
She stops and doesn't say a word
For fear that you might go berserk
Her eyes are red and her heart is heavy
She gently whispers out *"I'm sorry".
She is sensitive.
465 · Jun 2017
Her ~ pt. 2
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Her laugh is contagious
Her words are magical
But she doesn't laugh often
And doesn't speak much
Because her laugh is ridiculed
And her words don't make sense to most
So she stays quite
And you never hear her wonderful noise
She is magic.
463 · Mar 2019
No Longer
Daisy Rae Mar 2019
I feel pain everyday
A mental collapse inside my brain
My mind just isn’t the same

I’ve become a sad version of myself
I no longer enjoy the things
That used to bring me joy everyday

I no longer have a reason to wake in the morning from my slumber
Sometimes I wish before I drift off to sleep
That I may not wake in the morning

My wishes go unanswered...

I continue to rise into each day
Succumbing at the very end and praying that I wouldn’t have to start over again the next day
And so I do

I wake only to wish for the night again
I contemplate the purpose of continuing it
What is stopping me from stopping me?
Only the what ifs

What if it gets better
What if one day I no longer cry
What if I no longer crave the pain to cease
And it simply isn’t there
What if one day I no longer want to stop breathing
Or stop my heart from beating
Or contemplate ceasing

What if I want to live

My thoughts are plagued by neverending hopelessness of an even worse tomorrow
I tell myself that it doesn’t get better
So it mustn’t

My hope died a long time ago
Along with my carefree soul
And passionate heart
It ceased

So I must cease along with it
I must become forgotten
I must be no longer.
My current mental state
460 · Jun 2017
no one
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
her body is a lock
but no one has the key
her heart is gold
that no one could ever buy
her mind is a masterpiece
that no one could ever paint
her past is darkness
that no one has ever seen
her faith is a rock
that no one is strong enough to break
her life is a puzzle
that isn't quite filled
but she won't give up until all her pieces are put together
each person has a piece
and if yours doesn't fit quite right
she'll notice
and she doesn't need your piece
you'll just make her lose focus
she's a maze
that you will never find your way out of
but she's the creator of her own life
she can find a way to get you to the exit
and no matter how hard you try
you'll never find your way back in
she's beauty
that no one ever saw
she's an original
that no one can ever copy.
457 · Aug 2017
child's play
Daisy Rae Aug 2017
In life we'll be forced to do things
          
              things that hurt us
  
        that tear us apart,
                
                                that make us feel empty.

We will be placed in an environment

          where we hate ourselves
  
      where we will be put down,

                                    harassed.

Life doesn't give us lemons
      
                        it gives us hateful words
  
           that we sculpt inside out head
  
                   and spit out onto people like
  
             dirt.

It's true when they say life isn't fair

                it takes us for a nice ride

then while we're sleeping in the backseat,
        
                          not paying attention

it goes over a road bump without warning us

                  and we're jolted out of place

         put out of our space  

               as our world comes crashing down

and you wonder why you were never warned.

Tell me how you can stand there and tease a kid

                                      for wearing glasses

                or liking superman

      or not exactly 'fitting in' with a certain

  group or clic.

In life we will be forced to do things

                like move over in the hallway

because the cool kids take up it's entirety

          or keep our mouth shut about bullies

    because the teachers call it 'child's play'

In life we will all scurry around

                           on hands and knees

          and no one will offer a hand

                   they would much rather tease.

I'm not exaggerating when I say

         this life isn't for me.
life *****, guess I gotta **** it up.
451 · Jun 2017
handle with care
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
she's the girl who blushes every time you stare at her a little too long.
she's the girl whose laugh is contagious & whose hair is always a little tangled.
she's the girl with a real smile & freckles that fill her cheeks & nose.
she's the girl who cries at night wondering why her life is so messy.
she's the girl who counts the stars & makes wishes on shooting comets.
she's the girl who loves too much & forgives too easily.
she's the girl who always gets hurt & yet continues on like a soldier.
she's the girl you'll find reading a book until 3 am.
she's the girl whose heart is broken into pieces & stitched up by her own hands.
she's the girl who will leave your clothes smelling sweet.
she's the girl who will love you with every inch of her body.

she's the kind of girl who will give you her heart, so please handle with care.
446 · Jul 2017
Little princess
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
She loves glitter
And if you try and take away ZuZu, her blue tiger
She will scream and cry
She loves to color, and not just on paper
Sometimes random objects find their way into her hands
She's sneaky and quick
She might not walk yet but she can crawl super fast
She loves wearing skirts and bows in her hair
She's really goofy
Her favorite food is ice cream
She loves to make me laugh
She's a pro at hiding her shoes so she doesn't have to wear them
She's my little princess
And I couldn't imagine a life without her
440 · Jul 2017
my hero
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
She takes care
Of a house that is too big
Cleaning every inch
It became her new gig
'Manly things that men do'
She picked up real quick
Outside hard work she became a pro at
I will look out the window as she picks up loads of yard sticks
Food is always on the table
My bed is always made
She never misses a beat
All these things she does herself, she doesn't even get paid
The grass is always cut
If something is broken she'll do all she can to fix it
She doesn't ask for help
It's amazing I do admit
She provides for all my needs
I'm so blessed to have her
My mother is my hero
And if something bad were to occur
I couldn't keep up with the responsibility
I'd give up before I even started
But my mother was a different woman
She made beauty out of the broken-hearted
438 · May 2018
Patience
Daisy Rae May 2018
He’s gone now
Not gone forever but gone for awhile
He’ll be busy
And won’t have the time for me
But I still
Sit by the phone and wait

Hopefully it rings...
437 · Apr 2017
our YoUtH
Daisy Rae Apr 2017
let me sip this wine
and go back in time
          to when we were young & free.
running wild
          not much on our minds
wondering
         where we could get the next dime
hovering
         over each other's bodies
covering
         so they wouldn't see the bruises
"honey
         there's more on your mind than drugs
what is this side of you?"
        
         "it's the side that no one knew
cause life is a blessing
         and we're wasting our youth."
424 · Jun 2017
He says
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
Inspired by Devan Ducasse, fellow HP writer*

"You're upset, I can tell,
You know I'll never hurt you, right?
Just stop crying."
He says

And I stopped crying.

"I hate always fighting with you,
It's my fault babe,
Why don't you just apologize."
He says

And I apologized.

"We need to stop having ***,
I want to focus on you,
Take off your clothes, bad girl."
He says

And I let him take off my clothes.

"We spend too much time on our phones,
I'm sorry I don't make you a priority,
It's nothing babe, get off my case."
He says

And I believed him.

"I need to do more for you,
Would you like red or pink roses,
Go buy your own **** flowers."
He says

And I did.

"I'm going out with the guys,
I promise to stay out of trouble,
I'm not drunk, *****."
He says

And I didn't say a word.

"I should compliment you more,
You're the most beautiful girl in the world,
Wow, that chick has to be a model."
He says

And I didn't state my opinion.

"I can be your shoulder to cry on,
What's wrong with my baby girl,
I swear I'm listening."
He says

But I know he isn't.

"I love you for your heart,
Your personality is what caught my eye,
Your body is mine."
He says

And I didn't disagree.

"I want to give you the world,
You do so much for me darling,
You're so selfish."
He says

And I tried harder.

"I hate my family,
You're the only one who understands me,
I will never let you help me."
He says

And he never did.

"You never give up on me,
I know I'm really ******* you,
How could you just stop trying."
He says

But I never did stop.

"Please don't ever leave me,
I couldn't do life without you,
Just leave."
He says.

And so I did.

"I made a huge mistake,
I need you in my life,
If you love me, come back."
He says

And so I walked away.
Got this idea from Devan Ducasse, go follow her!
419 · Aug 2018
No longer
Daisy Rae Aug 2018
I walked for miles afterwards
After I got the news that broke me
Instead of shriveling up like a prune
I walked
I couldn’t stay still otherwise I’d think
And I couldn’t think
I would crumble
I’d fall into an unending abyss of what ifs and whys and how could yous...
I walked
And the night air made my tears dry up
I was hoping it would dry up my pain
Dry up the thought of you with her
The thought of every lie you ever told me
The thought of being alone
I stopped walking
I realized at that point in time, I didn’t need you
I never did
You are no longer the air that I breath
I have my own lungs
You are no longer my hopes and dreams
I dream of other things
You are no longer the love that brings me life
I give myself life
You are no longer my forever and always
I have a new beginning
I walked back home
And I breathed with my own lungs
And I realized I didn’t need you.
413 · Feb 2018
you, me
Daisy Rae Feb 2018
All I want is to hear your voice
But no words have you to say

All I need is to make you laugh
But instead you frown at me

All I see is your exterior
Cold and hard and closed
How I wish to see your inner workings
Where it’s warm and soft and cozy
lets be closer
409 · May 2018
Caught in the Rain
Daisy Rae May 2018
You left
It was not subtle
The way a storm accumulates in the distance
It was all at once
The way rain comes unexpectedly on a sunny day
It pours down
Getting caught in the rain

You left and he came
He came swiftly and with purpose
Giving me more love and comfort than you were ever capable of giving
He made me seem worth the time and effort
He gave me hope of better tomorrows and joyful todays
He never let me go to sleep thinking I was a waste of space
You always let me go to sleep
You never tried to make my heart happy
You were always worried about your own needs

You haven’t left me but you left me
You’re still there but you’re not
This lost and distant entity has gone unspoken
Maybe you’ll realize what has happened when I no longer answer your dwindling calls
When I take trips to the beach with my friends without telling you
When I smile in pictures that contain him
Maybe you’ll realize what you’ve lost
Maybe then you’ll know that it’s over
You might try to get me back, but that will be far too late
You may beg me for another chance but by then you will have ran out of them

You left me but then I left you
And that is when you will notice
To you, it will come all at once
Like the way rain comes unexpectedly on a sunny day
It pours down
And this time, you are caught in the rain.
Doors close to allow new ones to open. Let them in.
408 · Jul 2017
Her ~ pt.8
Daisy Rae Jul 2017
Her mind is numb
Her colors are dim
Her lungs are filled
She can't swim
Drowning in *****
She can't float to the surface
She's lost in this big ocean
Slowly losing her
                                      *p   u    r   p   o   s   e
She is unstable.
408 · Apr 2019
What if
Daisy Rae Apr 2019
What if one day the things I cannot wait for now
I stop waiting for later.

What if I stop wanting a lover
And simply want my own company
With a few cats and a book.

What if secluding myself becomes my oasis
And the presence of others makes me sick.

What if I no longer wish to be a mother to many children
Or any at all.

What if the only friends I hold near and dear
Are the ones inside my head
And I push everyone else away.

What if I stop trying to by happy
And I merely exist.

What if I get so tired of trying
And fighting
And suffering
That I just give up on my dreams and hopes for the future.

What if I’ve already gotten there
And I don’t know my way back.
403 · Jun 2017
Memories Made
Daisy Rae Jun 2017
I love when you hold my hand and run your fingers through my hair but I can't help but think about forgetting your touch.
It's makes me smile to hear you tell me all these wonderful things about my mind, soul, and body but what if I lose your voice.
Nothing can beat kissing your lips but I wonder what it would be like to not taste you.
I long for the days when we go on an adventure and run through the pouring rain in our clothes and go on a road trip in your blue mustang but I think about my memories of us fading, just like the sun does at the end of the day.
I love to think about us together, growing old each day with kids that grow with us and pets that come and go and picture frames filled with grins and a grocery list stuck on the refrigerator and laughter exchanged in our two story house at the end of the street with the swingset that's been used by our four kids and our grandkids and pretty flowers on the front porch to make it look as happy as it does on the inside and layers and layers of dust built up over the years on the junk in the attic we never brought back down since the day we moved in.
I'm ready for this life with you but I can't help but wonder what will happen if we never get that life. What's going to happen to those memories that haven't been made but need to be made.
If it's meant to be I hope we get to experience those things we talked about under the stars.
I hope those promises we made to each other as young kids in love come true
because you have to understand that this is what my life has been built on over the years.
This has gotten me through every bad day I've ever had and for that to be taken away from me would take away my foundation.
And if my foundation gets taken away, like the foundation of a tree, my branches will slowly rot away and I will no longer produce leaves that look pretty enough to keep and I won't be as tall as all the houses on the block. I'll lose my shape and my color and my reason for living will be gone because my roots got ripped out and my whole life all I've wanted was to make you proud and to grow with you.
But you were the one that held me up when it stormed outside and you replinished me when I got broken and you caught my tears when the rain came.
And without you my life no longer exists.
So when you promise me, it's a promise that, if broken, could break the rest of my life.
Remember this.
400 · Dec 2017
scenarios
Daisy Rae Dec 2017
i will no longer let
the worries of my mind
become real
the things people worry about most are the things they make up in their head
396 · Jul 2018
Grow
Daisy Rae Jul 2018
I remember your kisses
And the feeling of your hand in mine,
Heartbreak is a war inside ourselves
But we must continue to shine.
It is not the end, only a new beginning
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