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Depression is sad
Awful
Horrible

But if you are attempting
To be positive
I guess you could say
That it has it's pluses

For instance:
I no longer fear death

I can climb to the sky
Walk as close to the end
As I like
I can jump from higher
And do more

For it has been quite awhile
Since I last feared death
Just trying to be positive..... It is kind of nice I guess because if you want to die anyway you can do whatever you want....
I recieved the
"Best attitude award"
For basketball

Everyone cheered
My team congratualated me
I smiled
And looked happy

But really,
I wanted to cry
The coach said I deserved it,
That I came each day
Smiling

Yes,
I do come in smiling
But only so no one sees the pain

That is not
The "best attitude award"
Not for me,

For me,
It is the
"Best liar award"

For I tricked everyone
Into thinking
Even my tears that night
Were tears of joy

I convinced everyone
Oh good job
They thought I was happy

That was when
I realized
Help would never find me

For I recieved
The "best liar award"
Bring colors to my sky
as each spoken syllable
dances off your tongue
past my favorite set of lips.
Darling, you know those
are my favorite four letters.

Ideas of us are the catalyst
of hope, the beacon of light
that shines triumphantly
through the suffocating black
sky. Crests of waves tower over
shallow troughs revealing
the power of your high as
I prepare my veins and
feel your body with me.

Tonight I'll keep thoughts
of love and lust discreet
and stare oceans deeper
into your eyes.
Step1. Competition serves a purpose. You shouldn't be so bitter about your whole [how it is].
2. Yeah? I believe you. Serving a purpose is a good enough reason not to hate a thing. I don't even hate me and I'm pretty sure I serve no purpose.
3. I thought you'd fight me on that.
4. Nah, I'm just not that competitive.
I know it's not a poem. Yet. I just don't want to forget it and I can poem it up later and you probably wouldn't even recognize it.
You just don't have the want,
and I seem to be boring you.
I just can't understand,
why I can't stop adoring you.
I miss you
while you're still around.
I can't get anywhere
without hearing your sounds.
I want nothing else,
all other feelings
have ceased.
I won't let myself stop,
til I feel a release.
You are
the only thing,
I can love anymore.
Though
I should have listened,
What would have changed?
and what for?
I don't want anything,
or anyone else.
This way I feel for you,
is like nothing I've ever felt.
I would give up
all i have
and more.
Just to have you
for one moment,
I'd claw out my core.
I would do anything,
for the girl I adore.
Tonight is one of those nights where
I don't know if
I will never sleep again

Or if
I will soon fall asleep
Forever
All my poems are depressing today sorry
Don't bother to help me
Don't waste your time
I'm a lost cause

Don't even talk to me
Don't try to sympathize
I'm a goner anyway

Don't pretend you care
Don't tell me I matter
I'm long gone already

But most of all,
Don't get close
Don't get attached
Because I'm a lost cause

And I'll leave you far behind
Wrote this awhile ago....
A worry stone
Is what you rub
When you are stressed
Or worried

I use mine
Quite a lot

Do I look okay?
Did she notice?
Do I talk funny?

Rub rub rub

Why did you ask?
Did you mean it?
Why is this happening?

Rub rub rub

I don't understand
I can't do this
I am so dumb

Rub rub rub

I won't make it
This will never work
I am so ugly

Rub rub rub

Now my stone is gone
I rubbed it all away
Now I have nothing
To make the worry go away
 Jun 2015 The naive girl
jessiah
Sleep like when quiet
Monopolized your ears
Except maybe a ting
An occasional ting
Of a wind chime

Sleep like when diligence
Granted you rest
From your day of completions
You were so thorough and
Always on time

Sleep safe
With the noises and clatter
Of all you hold dear
Knowing they are close

Sleep like when exhaustion
Squeezed the last lucid bit out
Made you pay for your excess
With a punishment
Kinder than most

Sleep with innocence
Not only in the night
But when dust swims across
The warm, thick daylight

Sleep in transit
While the bright yellow dash
Unzips dark highways
And your warm forehead
Bounces on the cold window

Sleep like the way
It takes me now
Lords over all
You ever become
Written some time between the dark days of 2008 and 2011
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