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Helpful Anon Dec 2010
Although it may be Christmas,
One thought reseeds,
Which will be chosen,
Which is your need,

It's one or the other,
Because both doesn't work,
So make your pick,
Choose your path in this fork,

I just want an outcome,
To these never ending thoughts,
That I fear so much,
That I've fought and fought.

So please choose one,
If its not me whatever,
I'm just losing my patience,
Underneath this weather,

My patience is thin,
I've waited so long,
Give me an answer,
Because neither one is wrong,

One final thought,
Is that I've tried so hard,
Some things may seem scary,
But this decision is my shard,

So please make your choice,
Make it quick,
Because I can only hold out so long,
Before this glue no longer sticks.
I'm actually in a really good mood, just being poetic with my thoughts. Really hope I can get this to stop.
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
With great celebrations,
With grand gifts,
With everyone's loud cheers,
The echo like the cliffs,

Emotional disturbances,
Even on this day of joy,
But have no fear,
We all have our toys,

We'll jump
And we'll sing,
We'll pray,
and we'll fling,

These thoughts will rollover,
Till after Christmas that is,
No need to ruin something good,
When your mind is running a quiz,

So relax and enjoy,
What you have for this day,
Because once it's all over,
These thoughts will begin to weigh.


Merry Christmas From the Helpful Anon
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
Goodbye to my sanctum,
That was once my mind,
All scrambled and jumbled,
What was once defined,

My world is caving,
Seeing all this break,
Why is it suddenly,
Everything seems fake,

Maybe its a dream,
Maybe an alternate thought,
Maybe its everything subtle,
To everything I'm not,

Leave, just go,
Don't let anyone see you,
Leave the real you behind,
Show what they want soon.
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
What is pain,
But something once defined,
By someone in need,
Or someone defied,

Like the pain in my chest,
Each and every day,
The longer that I wait,
Is the more that it will stay,

My special little pain,
Is the heart that beats so fast,
Every time I'm around you,
It feels like a blast,

But this heart it bleeds,
It beats and it breaks,
For no apparent reasons,
Will it end it's little ache,

But for now I try to stop it,
Stop that stupid little pain,
From being here in the first place,
Or for ever entering again.
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
The more that this flows,
Deep beneath my brain,
The more this will keep going,
And soon drive me insane,

I feel no fear,
I feel no pain,
The numbness has set in,
There's no breaking this chain,

Why the feeling of sorrow?
Why not something grand,
Why have lots go wrong,
That you can't easily understand,

Talk with your voice,
And make sure you show no fear,
Cuz as long as your behind something,
No one will see your tears.

-Helpful Anon
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
So many emotions,
Bundled up into one,
Not one straight feeling,
Seeing as nothing can be done,

You feel so much,
But believe in so little,
When so many things are broken,
And you begin to be a title,

Something you don't want,
Something you don't need,
Something everyones wanted,
But never succeeds,

I guess this can be better,
And mend why I'm like this,
I forgive that which angers me,
And lead all other thoughts into the Abyss.

-Helpful Anon
Helpful Anon Dec 2010
Although this may not be a poem, I feel it helps to read.

Want happiness? Secret I've used for years is very simple...Be happy

Cute friend not interested? Be happy. Something go wrong? Be happy. No matter what happens, tell yourself that. Be happy be happy be happy. Smile as you spend another night alone, when you see the one person who might have made you happy in someone else's arms. Against their lips. Smile.

The Mind is quite a powerful thing. If you keep this up long enough you will truly convince yourself you're happy. You can go to and from school or anywhere, and no matter what happened that day, you'll still be happy. Only in the early hours of the morning will the reality hit, and sink in, but you can ignore this. Whos going to be around to see you at 2 in the morning. Noone, because god forbid someone sees you sad.

You can go about your day and be genuinely happy, with this new cheery demeanor you can have friends again, maybe there'll even be a person who starts to show interest. You're actually happy. Until you are home of course, at 2 in the morning, with noone around, no cutie to be with you, and your mind is upon itself.

This is when you are most sad, and you have time to think about everything that should be wrong. But of course, the next morning causes several distractions and you can be happy again.
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