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  Dec 2024 Kaiden
Todd Sommerville
Some hearts they beat alone,
no rhythm to join in.

Lost to wander with no home,
adrift upon the wind.

Riding the wave of life,
a lone surfer on the tide.

A leather clad biker,
on a long and dusty ride.

Blazing toward the sunset,
towards tomorrow,
towards the end.

My heart beats all alone,
no other rhythm to join in.
This poem is also on my you tube channel
search @tsummerspoetry on you tube
Thanks
Kaiden Dec 2024
Hearing your voice
And seeing your face
Traumatizes me more than i'd care to admit
Even though i was supposed to be strong.
Another acrostic (i think that what theyre called) cuz i love them
Kaiden Dec 2024
Have you ever wanted to escape to a place where no one can see you?
Maybe you tried imagining the place by yourself.
The innocent little dreams turned into maladaptive daydreaming.
And suddenly, you're sentenced to being mentally ill

The imaginary world begines to grow,
Consuming you more and more.
Soon, you can't see the difference between the real world and the one
You made up.

You slip into derealization
It drowns you while giving you short breaks for air
To let you stay alive
While still hurting
i dont know much about delusion/derealization but this is how it works for me (at least now) so yeah
Kaiden Dec 2024
In every class,
Every place,
There is a child that's oddly quiet.
As the child grows up, they begin to change,
Growing more and more distant from reality.

They sit there emotionlessly,
Living their dream life in their own universe.
It's quite sad others can't see it.

Sometimes, imagination dissapears along with childhood innocence.
A child that can't play is no longer a child.
Some children are smarter than adults
That's why people belittle them.
They can't stand the thought of someone being superior to them.

Be a child as long as you can.
You'll regret it if you don't.
Wrote this during geography class
Kaiden Dec 2024
I sit alone, with a book in my hand
Ignoring the loudness around me and
The ocassional contact with other human beings
I rarely talk, i'm quiet because my mind is too loud.

I try expressing my thoughts through words and other types of art
But how do i stay intact
If everything is falling apart?
When everything i knew and loved left?
Not in the best mood rn
  Dec 2024 Kaiden
Peter Gerstenmaier
After years of
Constant self-abuse
I've finally reached
My breaking point
And I don't think
Superglue will
Do this time
Congrats Peter, you've done it...
  Dec 2024 Kaiden
Liana
Well,
I may not have many friends,
Pick my skin until it can't stop to bleed
Have a father that makes me want to kick and scream
And have anxiety
But hey,
At least the sky looks pretty!
I was in the car talking to my mom today about life and kind of sad angering topics and then I saw the sky and said "the sky is pretty today" randomly.

(This note was written by the letter z because she feels left out)
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