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 May 2017 bryn
allie
Locker room talk.

Yes, it's 'cool.'
Sure, it's was considered 'awesome.'

But have you considered that
Women
Are humans
As well?

Locker room talk.

No, it's not cool.
No, it's not awesome.
No.
It is not what makes you tough.

1 out of 4 women are sexually abused.

And I see you.
I see you.
Your eyes are glazing over.
"What joy. It's* *this talk." You say.
Yes. It is that. talk.

What if,
Though.
It was her.
I think the poem says it all.
 May 2017 bryn
allie
I'm still here.
Patiently waiting.
Tapping my foot.

I'm still here.
Where you left me.
Worrying.

I'm still here.
Wiping my tears.
You aren't coming back.

I think I'll go now.
Turn off into the snow.
Let it over take me.

I'm gone now.
The tree is bare.
The wind has stopped.

I'm long gone now.
The tree has budding leafs.
And I'm gone.

**Gone into the wind.
I've given up on someone. I just can't with his constant needs and the self pity that hands around him. I hope he understands and no longer is an ***.
but one word pounded in my head
echoing in my mind
I have a headache
I feel sick
"No chance... I'm sorry..."
you're not
you don't know
the pain,
heartache..
but one word pounded in my head
echoing in my mind
*"Gone..."
parts of this were taken from the book I am writing in my free time. enjoy!
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
LATE NIGHTER
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
Acid in my eyes
Writing, reading, researching
Leaf in vast ocean
When there are so many books and references out there and you don't know which ones to use...
 May 2017 bryn
allie
wrapping around me like a snake
your words.
i didn't do what i had to do.
now your words
can make me slip
from my narrow perch
above the cliff of insanity
and i will fall d
to the depths      o
and to the bottom      w
to my death                     n
The stress that I have now about homework, school, family, friends. It's crushing me to oblivion. I just need a break, but my life won't allow it.  Can I disappear?
 May 2017 bryn
allie
I always said.
 May 2017 bryn
allie
i always said
i would
never
do it.

i always said
i never
think
about it.

i have,
though.

does it
hurt?
who will
miss me?
what happens
after?

take back
please
to when my
life remained
free
and
blessed

fast forward
it to when
i lay in
sickbed
not knowing
when it is going
to come.

rewind to when
i was fresh,
innocent,
an angel.

and keep me
innocent,
fresh,
an angel.

save me
from the
gaping hole
that sparkles
with
black

because
this disease
has left me
*dead.
I never have spoke of this out loud, but I need to feel this crap, so here we go. I can't keep on being this perfect child; I got into another college after I didn't like my previous one. I had a boyfriend, but I broke up with him. I get good grades. And I don't have it all. I'm not saying I'm depressed because that feeling stays with you, but I am sad. I'm mad at this ****** world.
I'm told,
not to be angry
with myself or others

I am taught,
to live by simple rules
obeying and pursuing

I've learned,*
to live a quiet honest life
filled with laughter and tears

I know,
that one day
I'll escape from this
**** dammed world

and I will be happy..
If you ever feel out of place and alone, repeat this, one day we will all live, and thrive-hopefully away from the wretched world that we must call home.
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