Restless nights
days dreary and dour
abandoned in
our darkest hour
treacherous actions
yet unloathable soul
desperately living
off burning out coal

Perfection is such an ugly concept.
Fortunately,
Beauty and flawlessness
are not synonyms.
Society twisted its definition though.
Into something hideous.
Something unattainable.
It's meaning has gotten tangled in the words
and lost in our worlds demented web of lies.
Pretty shouldn't have a size
and I'll be the first admit despite my shame
I'm guilty of thinking that
sometimes
before I catch myself
and remind myself
Beauty is not tangible
or even explainable
Beauty
one of the few words
that are not words
but concepts
and one of the few concepts
that are left undefinable.

I'm silent
But I am screaming
This isn't quiet
The lights are on
But I'm in the dark
This isn't brightness
I'm awake
But still in a nightmare
Not a dream
If only it were
I'm reliving
But this isn't living
I'm close
But not near
I'm distant
I am and I do
But this is what it isn't

I would love to hear interpretations of my poem please please comment!

I won’t let you scream


But I’m screaming inside



I’m the only one who can hear you



But at least you care a little bit



No I don’t, not even a little



Well, I care



You’re not allowed to care about yourself



You’re not allowed to control me



But you let me because you secretly want me to



Why would I want you to?!




Because it’s easier than doing it yourself, you can blame
me when you are trying to remember why you did it




I’m done speaking to you.



You’re never done speaking with me



This time it’s forever



It never really is though, to you forever lasts until you grow weak again. You get lonely without me



Not true. Leave me alone.



You can’t escape me, I’m always there, in your room,
in your home, at your classes, in the darkest alley you walk



This time I’ll just ignore you. I have to before you destroy me. I am strong enough to escape your voice.



It isn’t about strength, it is about possibility, and it is physically impossible for you to escape a part of you



I’m just a voice in your head, but I will NEVER LEAVE.

Repost if you have a voice inside of your head, even if it is only once in a while, when things get really dark
Please comment! I love to read interpretations of my poetry.

I thought it might be fun to do and I enjoy collaborating with others when it comes to poetry. If anyone else enjoys this I would really love to write a poem with you!!

Please comment and message me if you are at all interested!

Icicles break my heart because they                                                      are like frozen teardrops that got
so absolutely freezing cold
They froze as sharp blades of ice
Until they eventually fall
And shatter

Please repost if your teardrops are frozen
Comment I love to read people's interpretations of my work!

I'm
                                             sorry for
                                       when I respond
                                            too quickly
                                              when I
                                               forget
                                                   to
                                                play
                                              it cool
                                         and not act
                                       too over eager
                                        because I get
                                         caught up
                                                in
                                             your
                                         perfection.
                                     Sorry for when
                               I take ages to answer
                            because I can't think of a
                              witty way to respond
                                 that I won't regret
                                      seconds after
                                           clicking
                                             send
                                                 to
                                             match
                                       every clever
                             phrase you type but it
                                seems I do anyway
                                    Sorry for being
                                      too forward
                                       sometimes
                                       I just really
                                         like you
                                          and I'm
                                           so sick
                                               of
                                            playing
                                       mind games                                                                
                              I don't know the rules
                           to so I'm just going to flirt
                            like there is no tomorrow.
                           Sorry for when I complain
                               too much and bag on
                                     myself, I've just
                                          run out of
                                            happy
                                        thoughts to
                                         share with
                                          you since
                                            you are
                                                my
                                              main
                                     sunny moment
                              in my day and I have
                           been too irreparably broken
                       so that the confidence I once had
                       can't make it back in ever again.
                          Sorry for when I keep secrets
                            from you it's just that some
                               crevices are too dark and
                                    deep to be explored.
                                          Some scars are
                                            carved in too
                                                hard to be
                                                  healed
         &nbs