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Dee Bach Nov 2013
Why is it so hard sometimes
to wear the smile everyone knows
Why is it so hard to talk to people.
Why can’t I seem to do a simple fact in life.
*Live
Dee Bach Oct 2013
The girl behind the picture
isn’t always who you think
The smile is fake, the terrors
of the night, reach out to
Grab her when she is all alone.
Vulnerable. Weak. Scared.
The echoes of her screams
bounce off the walls no one
To hear her. To save her.
Frightened and alone she
listens to the terrors
believing them until its
to late and and all she listens to
is the voice of terror in her head.
Not the voices all around her.
The voice of reason and truth.
of her beauty. her kindness that
shines beyond where she can see
**her true self.
Dee Bach Sep 2013
Run
Are you running to fast?
trying to keep up with the leader?
but the people you want to watch,
are looking the other way?
you glance up to see there
encouraging smiles
but one stairs off into the distance
the other on the phone.
Do you wonder if they see you about
to take first place only to trip and fall
because you looked to see if they
were watching you.

Afterwards they don’t even
ask about the fall.  
they congratulate you,
after you lie to them
saying you got first.
They go back to their business.
You go to your brothers meet
they sand up yelling and screaming
at him to go faster and critique him
at the end of the day
and you wonder do they even see you.
Dee Bach Sep 2013
When you swim no one can
see the tears they just fill
your goggles lap after lap
tell your eyes are dry
nothing left.
It’s your world no one to
ask the questions you don’t want
to answer the things that
creep around and scare you
the things you are running
from inside.  

But what if your tired
or running, with no stop
you want someone to
dive in and find you
and pull you out.
To not be alone in the
world anymore, to have
a hand to hold, someone
to hold you, before the
screams come.
Dee Bach Sep 2013
Sometimes i can feel it,
creeping under my skin
threatening to not let me
breathe.
I fight it pushing it back
everyday growing weaker
against its power it has over
me.
So far it has always won
I try to outsmart it, but
I’m not the only one that’s
smarter.
I don’t feel it as much anymore
until its to late and over my head
pulling myself to the surface trying to
overcome.

I just need to breathe,
Be me,
Learn to be smarter then it,
and overcome my faults.

*breathe, me, smarter, overcome
Dee Bach Aug 2013
the Wall crumbles
Nothing to catch it
no soldier to be brave
to catch One stone
pieces falling in Slow motion
to the Ground
Breaking
Shattering
when all the Dust clears
emerges a Girl
Stronger
Braver
with new Walls
that she Promises herself
will never Break down
as a Pebble tumbles down.
Dee Bach Aug 2013
Now you know
the words the flow
from mind to paper
effortlessly sometimes like wind
to fast
struggling to keep up
the words that i drown in
hoping to catch my breathe
between some not knowing
when they will cease
into the night i write
wondering where
you are and what you feel.
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