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"Be happy." They say.
I can't.
"At least pretend to be."
Why?
"Because no one likes a sad person."
*Oh
 Nov 2014 Jennifer Staples
Emily
depression isn't an excuse to be mean
but one must understand what comes along with a depressed mind
it isn't fun and games
it isn't smiles and laughs
and more times than not it is impossible to forge happiness
you can't expect everything out of someone who can't even get out of bed
you can't expect sanity when one is high off of self inflicted pain
and wasted off of several bottles of alcohol
maybe it is something others can't quite comprehend or understand
maybe it is something not everybody has had the misfortune to experience
but please don't hold it against those who have
please don't assume that they are bad people
because they are good at their core
and they are trying their very hardest to find the light
 Nov 2014 Jennifer Staples
Emily
I'll never forget how you saw your daughter's blood and told her she should have cut deeper

I'll never forget how you became aware of my mental illness and instead of trying to help me, you got angry and left me

I'll never forget the way you looked at me while I was crying, as if I were crazy and out of my mind

Maybe I am, but as my father, as the one who watched me grow, wouldn't you want to help me reach the aspirations you claim to have for me

I'll never forget the way you left and cut me off, the way you acted cheaply and said you would no longer help me

For as long as I live, I'll remember this abandonment and how you made me feel more worthless than I ever have before

And next time I pick up the blade and slide it across my skin, I'll see the blood, the blood we share, and remember your harsh words
Will you love me when I'm 80
When I walk and talk real slow?
Will you love my wrinkles
If I let them show?
Will you hold me every night
And kiss me in the morning light?
And when I see my last sunrise
Will you hold me when I die?
Love bears all things
- or does it?
I don't know how much more I can take
- but I love him.
I'm scared and weak
- I don't know where I stand.
Back to the beginning
- all over again.
Tired of being reassured
- I don't want reassurance.
I want to reverse our love's senescence
- Its death won't procure my compliance.
I have a love for hatred

Since you clipped my wings

I wasn't trying to get away

But now I want to leave

If there's no trust -

How is there love?

How can you judge my dreams?

All I wanted was to be loved by you

Now only hatred is left for me
 Nov 2014 Jennifer Staples
Lunar
love me once,
leave me twice,
the first
i let it go.
school and friends,
compromise,
you told me
"don't do so."

love me once,
leave me twice,
i knew you,
all too well.
promised words;
a broken heart,
down the hole
i fell.

love me once,
leave me twice,
you left me
all alone.
with lack of warmth
and happiness,
without you
was not home.
i don't really have a broken heart anymore, but let's say i enjoy writing sad poetry because i love to empathize and feel how others feel. in other words, i like to write for those people, especially those who don't know how to express themselves.
 Nov 2014 Jennifer Staples
Lunar
there will only be two things that will happen to you:

either you end up in my poems of heartbreak, remorse, and sadness,
or,
you end up beside me with my hand in yours.
You've done something to me.
Life wasn't like this before.
I write poems about love now,
And convince myself that they aren't for you.
I don't know how you feel,
Does it really matter?
You've taken over my mind,
And the butterflies in my stomach...
Wont sleep.
Lets just go our separate ways,
Before its too late.
Because,
Its inevitable.
Please stop...
Please stop.
Before i fall in love.....
I see you before me
and you remind me of the Sea.
Your sweet ocean smell surrounds me.
And I feel there's something between us.
Are you the one?
There was many before you.
But they never lasted to long.
I am curious,
what do you hold?
do you hold the key ...the key to my heart?
Or a spot on the list of exes ?
I am worried
If I stand to close, will you love me..
or another girl.
Will be still be friends
if we broke up.
Or never talk again.
Are you the one?
Are you The one I am looking for?
So i kinda like this guy but, im am not sure about him.
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