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 Jul 2019 Deanna
sankavi
its so odd
 Jul 2019 Deanna
sankavi
I think it's so odd how we grow up so pure
we don't know what's wrong with the world
how it can be so evil and cruel

I think it's so odd how we grow up thinking we're going to be doctors
and firemen, or maybe a teacher
never thinking about becoming an alcoholic, a druggie, or an addict

I think it's so odd how we grow up thinking about the best futures
not preparing for the worst

it's all just so odd
 Jul 2019 Deanna
Jess Balingit
In a city full of tall buildings and unspeakable views,
breathtaking unknowns and unfamiliar faces,
there are those sitting on window sills
chugging bottles of brew,
leaving cigarette traces

She spends her days in a haze,
sharing little laughs that make her ribs ache,
all in attempt to erase you
It's only then she sees,
an imprint on the
soul is the kind of
stain that can't be
scrubbed
 Jul 2019 Deanna
Vic
Note 106:
 Jul 2019 Deanna
Vic
Life is a sea of emotions,
But I can't swim.
A "poem" every day.
 Jun 2019 Deanna
Marie-Lyne
7:39 pm
 Jun 2019 Deanna
Marie-Lyne
If I keep searching for answers
I’ll lose myself
 Jun 2019 Deanna
b e mccomb
at 4 in the
morning the sun
is never up
but i usually am

i worry
about things
that are out of
my control
even more about
things that are

get up early
when i work
and earlier
when i don’t
the older i get the
more i learn
sometimes you
need to cry it out

alone
at night
into your pillow
the blankets
wrapped all
around you

sometimes you
need to cry
and cry
and cry

until the morning
sun falls across
the tears dried
under your lashes

and the lump
in your throat has
dissolved so you can
breathe with ease

you need to get up
let hot water
wash it away
let the steam rising
from your mug soften
any sorrow left around
your morning eyes
take a deep breath
don’t mention it
to anyone

and
just
keep
going

i will
just
keep
going
copyright 9/7/18 b. e. mccomb
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
mom
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
mom
I know
I know I'm hard to love
I know I'm hard to raise
I know I'm not your perfect daughter you always hoped for

I know
but I don't think you know how hard it is for me
when you tell me to **** myself every time I do something wrong
when you tell me to slit my wrists whenever you're mad
when you tell me its my fault you tried to **** yourself

I know
I know you're mad at the world for who it turned you into
but please don't take that anger out on me
I want to love you
but I don't know how much longer I can
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
he's the ominous boy I barely know
bright blue eyes
messy hair
never smiling
he's always just there

been hurt far too many times to count
does drugs to mask the pain

is it working though?
do you finally feel happy?
is killing your body fixing your soul?
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
I want a fairy tale ending
I want to meet the love of my life
I want to stay with him until the very end
I want to live in a big house with 2 dogs and 3 cats
I want 2 kids a boy and a girl
I want to be a writer
I want to die with all my goals accomplished
I want to die surrounded by the people I love

I haven't had a fairy tale beginning so far
but
I want a fairy tale ending
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
hello to all the girls
who feel unworthy of love
who feel so different for not following the latest social media trends pressed among young teens
who feel too skinny or too fat
who feel out of place for not being able to afford all the clothes the "popular" kids own
who feel unwelcome in their own home
I see you
you're not alone

hello to all the boys
who feel like they have to press all their emotions aside to fit the label of "manly"
who feel being feminine means being "gay", so you put on your tough face and hide who you are
who feel they have to be mean to be popular
I see you
you're not alone

hello to all the people
who feel they have to drink or pop pills to be happy
who feel everything they work for goes toward nothing
who feel like there's no point in living anymore
who feel they're always alone
I see you
please trust me, you're not alone
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
highschool
 May 2019 Deanna
sankavi
"high school"
the best and worst 4 years of your life

you make so many new friends
you lose so many old friends

you make new memories
as the old ones begin to fade

you have fun, go to parties
get  wasted, get grounded

old crushes to new boyfriends

looking back at it you only remember the good days

im only on my first year but i know
high school
will be the best and worst 4 years of my life
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