You think that you are happy by yourself Until you make wonderful friends Then you can't stand to be alone again But to make those friends Is the tricky part And it can be a lot more than tricky So best of luck I believe you will figure it out in the end
Message me if you please ❤️❤️ I'll truly be happy to talk with you
The worst thing in the world Is the days where you feel like nothing matters The days where no matter what You can't enjoy what you usually do The days where you feel nothing And everything All at once Like styrofoam covered in gray and blue The days where the sun is out But you feel the rain drops hitting your sleeve. The days where you scrape and stab at your skin just to feel something. To feel anything. Or nothing. ...
Where can I go Anywhere but here Anywhere but here would be safer Anywhere but here would be better Where will I go Somewhere i can meet new people Somewhere i can hide Somewhere i can have new experiences With you by my side Somewhere... Anywhere... Would be better than here.
Life feels like a carousel Spinning and spinning I want to fall off Too much happening Nausea sprouting Anxiety rising More future scars appearing Spinning Spinning Spinning All alone
Hi, sorry this isn't exactly a poem. I'm sorry that I've been dumping all of my ****** poetry and emotions on you, but poetry is my outlet for emotions. With trump winning the elections, I've been left stressed, sad and downright scared. Sorry.
I wonder if you even know How much you affected me I wonder if you even know How hard you made life for me I wonder of you know Why I get panic attacks I wonder if you know That I get panic attacks I wonder if you know Why I hurt myself I wonder if you know... That the cuts you made fun of me for... Were your fault...
Sorry this gets a little intense. This is about my experience with bullies and heartless jerks.