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- Oct 2013
There are times in a young woman's life
Where she has to protect herself
Protect her heart and words
Because nothing ever lasts
Unless you know boundaries
When it comes to love
When it comes to trust
When it comes to honesty
When it comes to security

Girls grow up thinking
''
Growing up sounds fun''
But then, as time goes on
We begin to miss being *young

Being free spirits in terms of youth
In terms of thinking and feeling
And the importance of confidence
As well as being free to have fun
As if life had just begun

Young girls are more confident
Well, in the childhood days
But as they grow and understand
The importance of beauty overshadows them
And as they go through puberty
They realize how much beauty
Is a major factor in happiness
When they become obsessed
With self-appearances
And body types
Make-up
Alcohol
Drugs
*****
© Natali Veronica 2013.

Not sure what the hell I just wrote, hahah.
Just felt really inspired and this is the finished piece.
I don't know if this makes any sense at all, hope it does though.

The title of this poem was inspired by Lana Del Rey's song ''This Is What Makes Us Girls''
- Oct 2013
Alone, she walked the road of despair
Looking for the man of her dreams
But he was nowhere to be found.

Her heart broke into a thousand pieces
Looking for the one who completed hers
She tried so desperately to hold on
To what she believed to be true
Knowing all too well that she
Would lose herself
Trying to find
Him.

Her eyes would be filled to the brink
With tears that flowed like a river
It felt like an anchor
Was making her sink
Into the waters
Of a lost forever.
© Natali Veronica 2013.

Poetic little short story, I guess.
It was something I wrote late in the night.
- Oct 2013
I used to believe that happiness was in
gaining a love, gaining security
gaining hope from within

but the longer I live
the more I lose touch
with what I used to believe
and what I once thought
was the right things in life
the best of them all
but everyone suffers
temporary or permanent
life changing downfalls

and we all grieve
at some point in life
either the loss of ourselves
or the loss of loved ones
we all feel and will feel
endless bouts of pain
sharp pains that can feel
like strangulation
or self-inflicted
times of illusion

misguided thoughts
and moments of weakness
psychotic rages
and times of
confusion

I have felt so much in a short space of time
it is hard to believe that I am somewhat 'fine'
the amount of trauma sustained
from the painful migraines
the way it felt like someone
squeezing and pressuring my head
the way it felt like my brain
was going to explode
at some known time and place
the way it felt like system malfunction
was taking it's course of faith
how it took so much away from my life

people say strong people never feel pain
and that they have no reason
to feel anything but joy
well those people are wrong
because I was once strong

and look what the **** happened
depression took over my soul
and stripped me of my voice
it broke me to the point
of almost shooting myself
in the head with a gun
that's what my dreams
always consisted of
suicide and a loss of pride
a loss of consciousness
felt like someone was
controlling my heart
poking holes
and making me bleed
until I was seeing stars
even if I was behind doors
my mind made me delusional
made me drift away from reality
I'm still not myself at all
not functioning properly

I don't sleep anymore
not even drugs are a cure
not even *** stimulates
my naked body is a disgrace
when I look in the mirror
I can imagine it shatter

my whole sense of view
about everything of me
is honestly the worst
there is no in-between
sometimes I wonder
if life will ever get
as good as it once was

that chapter of my life
is still yet un-explored
but I picture it
in my head
all the time
© Natali Veronica 2013.

Again, super personal poem.
I was trying to write longer than usual,
because my dream is to write a novel,
or a biography of some sort.
I wanted to expand my writing skills.

Your opinions and comments mean a lot to me,
tell me what you think. I need opinions.
- Oct 2013
The thought of seeing your face today
is enough to make me smile with joy
not sure if you even still like me
but your words say the truth
and I know it's going to be
a very beautiful day
to be alive and sane
and to be insane
with lovely hope
and maybe
bittersweet
intense thoughts
of the one I
haven't seen
in all these months
I hope you like me
just as much as I
like your face
© Natali Veronica 2013.
- Oct 2013
sensitive to the slightest touch
everything you give me
sends me to the heavens
and all of the above
you consume my time
you consume my brain
you consume my thoughts
the brewing passion
in my thin veins
never seem to fade
you push my buttons
you drive me insane
still I hear myself
repeating your name
when your body
is pressed against mine
your love is beyond
what I can imagine
maybe this is
my own kind
of heaven
© Natali Veronica 2013.
- Oct 2013
blood runs through my veins
I guess that means I'm alive?
my heart is getting oxygen
I guess life is worth living?

despite all those things
my heart aches for happiness
misery is all I contain
from all the pressure
from all my pain

I am not perfect
I am quite definite
my heart is empty
my mind has plenty
too much emotion
it almost suffocates
and even destroys me

you know my name
not my emotional state
so think of that
the next time
you see my face

take a look in my eyes
do those eyes look happy?
take a look at my mouth
is it speaking of glory?

there is so much
I continue to hide
you haven't seen nothing yet
this is just the beginning of it

my mind is possessed
by negative thoughts
my personal demons
they simply applaud
they applaud
giving applause
to themselves
for destroying
what used to be
my healthy self

my body is thin
partly malnourished
my skin is quite pale
that happy glow
it simply vanished
eating disorder
trying to recover
possibly bipolar
my mood is
so out of order
feels like I'm stuck
on a rollercoaster

nobody knew all this
but since I'm a poet
I might as well express

I also have scars
not sure if you know
that I used to cause
myself physical harm
whenever I needed
to feel calm
I'm sure nobody knew
but now you all do
because I'm
opening my heart
to all of you
This is my most personal poem, ever.
So many on here have been so brave,
in opening up about their lives,
I thought I would too.

© Natali Veronica 2013.
- Oct 2013
I put pen to paper
not knowing
what to expect
if I will be satisfied
with what I write
or if anyone
will like
what I
write

I don't see myself
as a gifted soul
all my words
were dug up
from the dark
and beautiful
parts of me
that were
buried
in soil

my heart speaks
so loudly
even my mind
can hear
the echoing
of my thoughts
as I think of the
memories
which made me
and created
the identity
of the poet
that I became
to be
© Natali Veronica 2013.
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