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  Jun 2014 Smudged Ink
Suhani Maui
TDY
there's a place that i go to
when i think of you
it has no address
but i know the view
the familiar face
that it belongs to
i can't replace
        Or separate
        Or numb this ache
that's caused by you
this heartache, bellyache, my headache
it's all for you
i had it in my mind
that i wouldn't fall for you
the miles between us
keep me far from you
but im there in my head
in the arms of you
i've tried to to abandon
the love that i feel
the dreams that i've had
the nights you've made me laugh
the thoughts that i think
trying to drive you from my thoughts
trying to sleep
but thoughts of you
won't let me
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
i can't change
no matter how hard i try
someone is always there
pushing me down

i am trying to get better
and all you're doing is making it worse

i am stuck
between better and worse

how do i know which way to turn
better is not an option
and the one thing i do know is
i don't want to get worse
  Jun 2014 Smudged Ink
ac
I'm always the strong one,
The positive one,
The funny one.
But strong ones don't mark their skin is secret,
Positive ones don't think about suicide everytime they close their eyes,
And funny ones don't lock themselves in the bathroom and cry to the point where they can't breathe.

So do not call me those labels, because it is simply not true.
-a.c
I tried.
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
I lay here staring at my ceiling,
thoughts are racing through my mind,
I don't know what to do.

Right now silence is golden,
all my thoughts are suspended,
I'm waiting for my moment.

Going back and forth,
trying to decide what is right.
I don't know what to do.

I know there will be a time,
where I know where I belong.
I'm waiting for my moment.

For right now I am here,
still staring and wondering.
I don't know what to do.

As time goes by,
I am left wondering if this is it.
I don't know what to do.
I'm waiting for my moment.
something i wrote for english
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
why listen to silence when there is music
that's something i said
but i don't believe it

in silence there is reverence
a kind of quiet that is incomparable

in silence you can find peace
you can find the answers you are searching for

though it may be hard at first
let yourself be consumed by it

because once you are in the silence
you will be able to hear the noise
i kinda of actually like this one
Smudged Ink Jun 2014
stop telling me i'm pretty
i don't think so
and i never will

stop telling me i'm innocent
you don't know me
or half the things i've done

stop telling me i'm strong
when i am silently and slowly
breaking inside

stop telling me i'm good
because all i can think about
is the bad i have done

stop telling me i'm cute with him
to me he is destructive
and i was just getting over him

stop telling me i can make it
because i don't think i can
  May 2014 Smudged Ink
first last
"So what does depression feel like"*

It feels like trying to run through the sand after you have just climbed out of the ocean.

Like trying desperately to hang on to the merry-go-round spinning out of control.

Like struggling to keep your head above water in a wave pool.

Like trying to climb up a steep slide and slipping down just as you almost reach the top.

Like gasping for air after you've had the wind knocked out of you.

Like having a crush on life knowing life will never like you back.

Do you understand now?
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