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“Come on”     “Shut up”          “Behave”    when one day I burst into flame      when every notebook I held burned up            when dusty soot from attempts at art                                                         just flew away blinded by the pain        it’s difficult to see when every bed is flammable                        it’s difficult to sleep        enough sleep deprivation would                                      drive anyone insane “Don’t play the victim”               “Don’t ask for pity”       “Stop your constant complaints”                       “Don’t give the fire                                      power of mind                                          allow it to grow                                             into its own entity” alive but aflame    hiding with all my might             they kept asking more                                   “Be normal”                                             "Helpful"                             “Smile for ***** sake ”                while every glimpse of real                           gave them a fright when I in desperation sought                         for water                   at any cost    just make the pain stop                   while their words                           created drought in my life   of burning flesh       I kept trying to forget                                 start fresh                 got so good at pretending                              invisible flames             my life slowly ending                  just not aloud     my silence during emergency              made them proud when there was barely any left   turned to dusty soot myself      turned mute         I dropped to my knees                         I begged they didn’t waste any time          before saying                                   “You have to understand,                     everyone gets a little hot sometimes”
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 6:35 PM UTC
On fire
“Come on”     “Shut up”          “Behave”    when one day I burst into flame      when every notebook I held burned up            when dusty soot from attempts at art                                                         just flew away blinded by the pain        it’s difficult to see when every bed is flammable                        it’s difficult to sleep        enough sleep deprivation would                                      drive anyone insane “Don’t play the victim”               “Don’t ask for pity”       “Stop your constant complaints”                       “Don’t give the fire                                      power of mind                                          allow it to grow                                             into its own entity” alive but aflame    hiding with all my might             they kept asking more                                   “Be normal”                                             "Helpful"                             “Smile for ***** sake ”                while every glimpse of real                           gave them a fright when I in desperation sought                         for water                   at any cost    just make the pain stop                   while their words                           created drought in my life   of burning flesh       I kept trying to forget                                 start fresh                 got so good at pretending                              invisible flames             my life slowly ending                  just not aloud     my silence during emergency              made them proud when there was barely any left   turned to dusty soot myself      turned mute         I dropped to my knees                         I begged they didn’t waste any time          before saying                                   “You have to understand,                     everyone gets a little hot sometimes”
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Jan 7, 2025 at 6:35 PM UTC
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