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  Feb 2019 imperfectstranger
Duzy
No one can know your pain
Not nearly as well as yourself
But the rope won't take it away
It just gives it to someone else
I never understood what
‘writers block’ was, until now:

The complete derailing
of your train of thought
Faith
needs
to be
nurtured
and
cared for
so it
doesn’t
run
away
Everyone thinks she’s perfect
Like everything’s presented to her on a golden tray
But did no one notice
The slits on her wrists the other day?
Covered in white plaster,
With red peeking through
No one sees the demons
Pushing her closer and closer too
And the boulders on her shoulders
Invisible to the world,
Make her a little smaller
Age
If you knew my age
would you turn tail and run away?
Say I'm too young to understand
These feelings and god's greater plan?

Would you say I'm being over-dramatic
or a little bit selfish?
That it's not my right to decide my own feelings and choices?
That I should stop being so negative and start to cherish?
Maybe I should just sit back and listen to the voices

In my ear
Down my neck
In my business
Over my shoulder

Not the ones in my head,
Not my conscience that is me and belongs to me

No, I have to live the way everyone else expects me to...
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