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May 2019 · 419
Note 69: Do we even?
Vic May 2019
A picture paints a thousand words,
A novel tells a hundred stories.
A poem shares a million thoughts,
But what do we?
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 261
Note 68: English class
Vic May 2019
The teacher said:
"Today we're going to write poetry."
And my brain did:
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what is wrong with me
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 887
Note 67: You'll fall
Vic May 2019
It will grant you mistakes
And hurtful blisters
But it will make you wiser
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 230
Note 66: Always
Vic May 2019
Does always exist?
Or do we mean
As long as I love you?
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 261
Note 65: Gone
Vic May 2019
The evil in your life will only go,
Once all the good has left.
A poem every day.
Vic May 2019
I don't think there's something like life after death.
Isn't life and death just a lightswitch? It'll take a little time to install the lightswitch and then your body is here. When you turn on the light your soul is here and when you die the lightswitch goes off. And Only your body is left, the extinguished lightbulb.


-


It's 2AM, get some sleep.
~ Note to self

If you want to talk about this "theory" or anything else feel free to mail me on hellopoetry.
May 2019 · 645
Note 64: Songs
Vic May 2019
Do you have certain songs,
That reming you of certain people?
Just a normal song,
And suddenly you cry.
You are the song stuck in my head,
And it's a **** sad song baby.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 378
Note 63: Thank you people.
Vic May 2019
I just wanted to say a quick thank you,
To all the people out here.
For their support,
And loving poetry.
And for their understanding.
I'm really glad I can say,
That I'm a part of this "community."
I'm really grateful.
Stay Safe,
Take care,
And I'll see you all
Back there.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 2.6k
Roses, drugs and cigarettes
Vic May 2019
You can call it an aeshetic,
Or call it a ruin-my-life.
But you can't take
Who I was away.
Sometimes I wish
I hadn't changed back then.
And that I'd still have
The past in my hands.
May 2019 · 50
Still the girl you loved
Vic May 2019
I might have changed,
And I might be who I was again,
But I'm still me.
I'm still the girl you loved.
It's for you,
May 2019 · 285
Note 62: Teachers
Vic May 2019
Do the teachers
Dislike me as much,
As I dislike them?
It would explain their face...
; l
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 193
Wake me up
Vic May 2019
Wake me up
At the cracks of dawn
Because you had
A nightmare

Wake me up
In the middle of the night
Because you need a hug
And you want some cuddles

Wake me up
When I'm not asleep
From the daily nightmare
That's called me

Wake me up
When you're thirsty
And need someone to walk you down the stairs
Because you're scared alone in the dark

Wake me up
Whenever you need me
4 AM, 6 PM
I'll always be there

Wake me up
And make me
Stand up with tangles in my hair
To dance with you at midnight

Wake me up
Before you leave to work
So I can wake up next to you
Like we've always wanted

Wake me up
To make love
I wish you would want me
To be your passion
Will you ever?
May 2019 · 712
Note 61: Fine
Vic May 2019
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Repeat
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 147
Sorry
Vic May 2019
For tearing you apart,
And not comming back to stick you together.
For betraying you endless times.
For lying and running.
And telling the truth and hurting.
For scaring you and pushing you away.
And letting the monster inside of me go.
No apologies will be enough,
I really ****** it up.
I'm not the worst person in this story.
But I'm still the bad guy.
And I'm really, really sorry.
For not staying away.
I love you
You know it's for you.
May 2019 · 267
Note 60: In, Out
Vic May 2019
Breathe
In
Out
You'll be okay

-

In
Out
Feeling fine

-

In
Out
Yes, I'm happy

-

In
Out
I'm not suicidal

-

In Out
We're not going faster

-

In Out
Not cutting myself tonight

-

In Out
Don't be anxious

-

Inout
Get away that knife

-

Out
Never in
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 234
Note 59: Yup
Vic May 2019
59 days of depression.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 220
Note 58: Self-pity
Vic May 2019
Is having self-pity
So much different than lying?
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 392
Note 57: Happy
Vic May 2019
Hey, You wrote a happy poem!
Oh wait, nevermind.

~ You



(Credits to porpor for saying this
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 763
Note 56: twilight
Vic May 2019
From sunrise until twilight,
My love for you is red like your blood.
From sundown until morning light,
My love for you is black, like the leaves dried
From the rose I wanted to give you
But never did.
Oh darling,
Isn't it lovely to be in so much pain?
A poem every day
May 2019 · 297
Note 55: Leave
Vic May 2019
You asked me to leave
So I did
I'll never get to know
If you noticed
That I left
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 259
Note 54: Kill me
May 2019 · 215
Never really me
Vic May 2019
A poem always reminds you of something,
Doesn't matter what it is.
But when I show you my writings,
Give me your opinion,
Instead of telling me whatever it reminds you of.
The poems I write,
In your eyes are something I could truly never be.
But if I show you something,
The way how I feel,
Why can it never be really me?
Yup
May 2019 · 248
Note 53: Scary
Vic May 2019
I can be scary if I want to.
Chase you in your nightmares,
Or hide under your bed.
I can cut your throat or slide your wrists,
I can summon a demon or
I could set you on fire.
But if I really want to torture you,
I'll love you,
Until we meet again...

~~

Say hi to Satan from me
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 315
Adventure
Vic May 2019
Life is but the blink of an eye,
Death is the real adventure
May 2019 · 346
Note 52: Think
Vic May 2019
I think about you so much,
You don't even know.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 232
Solution
Vic May 2019
Just smile through the pain I caused myself,
And we will all be fine.
May 2019 · 265
Notice
Vic May 2019
Lucky me,
No one seems to notice.
That I'm becomming who I was again.
So if they don't see it now,
Would they have if I'd just shut up?
Would they have noticed the struggle?
Would they have noticed the pain?
Would they have seen what I was becomming,
Would they have seen the bad guy in me?
May 2019 · 243
Note 51: Alone
Vic May 2019
And I'm here again,
Standing alone in the hallway.
Is my company not enough for you?
Are my laughs not pure enough for you?
Am I worthless to you when I'm alone?
Do I not fulfill your expectations?
Can you please tell me what's going on?
I'll feel alone with a reason.
A poem every day
May 2019 · 486
Note 50: Please don't
Vic May 2019
Please don't spoil endgame...
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 200
Note 49: Clean.
Vic May 2019
I thought I was clean,
After 5 months no drugs and alcohol.
I thought I was safe,
After six months of not hurting myself.
Guess I was wrong.
Whatever.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 232
Beautiful words.
Vic May 2019
To be the one to speak her name as mine.
The ghost of her past.
Glistering water.
Ocean eyes.
Soft satin lips.
Dead roses.
Crumbled in the dust.
My blood on the purple flowers.
Blossom flowers.
Trees in morning dew.
The sound of pen on paper.
Diamond rain drops.
Tears rolling siltently down her face.
Scars on my skin.
Knife covering my wrists.
The end of the world.
The blood swirling in my veins, soon to be poured out.
These words just sound beautiful to me, not really a reason?
May 2019 · 208
Note 48: Purple
Vic May 2019
I have a thing with the colour purple,
It always has something to do with the bad things in my life.
The person with the profile picture,
The purple LGBTQ+ flag.
The purple walls of your room,
The purple flowers with my blood on them.
Not like anyone notices,
It's probably just my imagination.
I 'aint ever going back to that dark place tho.
A poem every day.
May 2019 · 227
Note 47: Yeah, Cool
Vic May 2019
I don't have a choice anyways.
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 382
No good
Vic Apr 2019
I really am
No good for you.
Want to stop you leaving
When I push you away.
But nothing is better sometimes
I'm used to losing you
I'll only hurt you
When you finally let me
I am no good in general
Been telling you all along
And now I like it like that
When you realise I'm the bad guy
Apr 2019 · 329
Note 46: Oops
Vic Apr 2019
I did it again...
A poem everyday.
Apr 2019 · 219
Note 45: Sorry
Vic Apr 2019
Not so sorry
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 183
No
Vic Apr 2019
No
No
No
#no
Apr 2019 · 272
Note 44: Twisted
Vic Apr 2019
What I think and feel in my head is very clear.
It's the truth.
But when I say it, it always comes twisted out of my mouth.
It always comes out als lies.
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 215
Note 43: Piramid
Vic Apr 2019
My
Feelings
Are stacked
Up like a huge
Piramid of emotions
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 283
Note 42: Fingerprints
Vic Apr 2019
You left fingerprints
In my heart.
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 295
Note 41: Our anniversary
Vic Apr 2019
Six months of delusion
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 348
Note 40: I hate you,
Vic Apr 2019
That's the good thing.
A poem every day.
Vic Apr 2019
But I can't figure out what it is.
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 220
Where Are
Apr 2019 · 347
Note 38: Scared
Vic Apr 2019
I'm not scared of death,
I'm afraid of what happens after.
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 203
Note 37: Love
Vic Apr 2019
Why do we always run away from love,
And then wonder why we're so dark inside?
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 212
Heaven or Hell?
Vic Apr 2019
When I die,
Will you go to hell with me,
Or will you wait paitiently for Heaven?
Wich one?
Apr 2019 · 943
Note 36: Laughter
Vic Apr 2019
Your laugh is one of the prettiest sounds I ever heard
A poem every day.
Apr 2019 · 134
The words of a stranger
Vic Apr 2019
I realize how fruitless any words of mine, a stranger on the internet, must be to you. though I am not able to say that I know what you're going through, I am able to say that I understand, and that, maybe, one day, in the forseeable future, you're gonna look back at all of your poems and smile a smile of relief and joy.
Thank you so much.
Apr 2019 · 217
Note 34: My muse
Vic Apr 2019
"I'm a poet, and you'll be my muse." He said.
"Only if I can spend an eternity with you." She said.
But she didn't know the blossom flowers could die
A poem every day.
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