Sam - Hello Poetry

Jan 2018

little lioness

i am not the kind of sick
that leaves the body flushed
at 104 degrees
in the middle of the winter.

                                                                                 i am not the kind of sick
                                                                                     that causes every breath
                                                                    to force
                                                                    its way

                                                                   back up

                                                             your throat
                                                                       while dragging razor blades
along the inside of your neck.

                       i am not even the kind of sick
                       that comes with a vaccination
                                  or an antibiotic
                            that will chase it away.
no.
                                                                                          i am the kind of sick
that leaves you locked in
the bathroom during class
because you can't seem to stop the
             flow of tears
                       running
                               down
                                     your face.

i am the kind of sick
that leaves your hands
sweating
and your voice
shaking
when it's your turn to order dinner
at the diner you've been to
a thousand times.

                                             i am the kind of sick
                                        that leaves you feeling

l o n e l y
                                              in a crowded room
                                           filled with the people you've
                                           known your whole life.

i am the kind of sick                                                                                                  that nobody sees
                                        because it's all in my head
                                      and cannot be cured.

mental health is just as important as physical health. take care of yourself.

#sick #mental #health #disorders #anxiety #depression #bipolar #ocd #contagious

Jan 2018

Rebel Heart

Running Away from Home

There aren't enough words in the world
Nor enough time
To tell you all my regrets as I tell you goodbye
...
There aren't enough emotions in the world
Nor enough tears
To tell you all my heart feels as I smile and walk away
...
Because how can you leave someone
Who was the only place that felt like home?
...
Yet that's exactly what I did
...
Because houses always stand longer
When there's no poison to ruin it
...

There's no place like home... until you realize you're doing nothing but repainting over scars that'll never go away and chasing after dreams that were nothing but mistakes. You were my only home yet you were my greatest mistake...

(This was written about 6 years ago and yet the original, longer version of this work brought me to actual tears. Enjoy this snippet and happy writing! ~BM)

#leave #relationship #friendship #home #love #house #poison #ruin #despair #regret

Jan 2018

Anya

3561 Miles

You’re 3561 miles away from me now
Many people will ask how you got there
More people will ask why you didn’t tell
Because you’re 3561 miles away and I’m not entirely sure I can keep this quiet

Mile 1 was all those days you thought you couldn’t go on
The days where your world was ending and no one saw
The days when everything you loved was lost
So you’re 3561 miles away to keep those memories from rising up

Mile 147 was spent in the hospital
Because you couldn’t handle the pain anymore
You tried to get rid of it yourself
Well they thought you were crazy and they sent you away
So now you’re 3561 miles from all the people who think you’re insane

Mile 836 you were struggling to stay alive
You went through with something when you knew the odds were against you
You didn’t care anymore because life was enough trouble already
But now you’re 3561 miles away because you survived

Mile 2451 you thought up this crazy plan to get rid of everyone
You figured people had enough of you anyway so why not leave
You thought no one loved you and no one cared
Well you thought wrong because I’m still here
But you’re 3561 miles away and I can’t even show you how much I care

Mile 2915 and you’re counting down the days until you’re free
Because you’ll be an adult in six days but that doesn’t matter anymore
You’ll be gone before your birthday comes
And your memory gone faster than that
So now you’re 3561 miles away and can’t remember a **** thing

Mile 3428 and you’re starting to forget everyone you’re leaving behind
You look forward to the new life you’ll have
To all the new people you’ll meet and all the lies you’ll make up about your past
You’ll think of a new name and a new person to embody
And now you’re 3561 miles away from who you were

Mile 3557 you’re almost there
Tossing and turning in the little sleep you get
Overthinking this plan already but there’s no time to change now
You still haven’t told anyone you’re leaving
And you sure as hell haven’t said any goodbyes
You’re 3561 miles away and you didn’t have the decency to tell me you were gone

Mile 3561-this is it
This is where your new life begins
This is where you can forget everything and move on
Forget the ones who’ve cared forget the memories you’ve made
But there will be a day that all the pain swells up and bursts at your seams
Because you’re 3561 miles away and nothing will ever be the same.

-To the one person I’ve cared about the most. 11/5/2017

This is a very personal poem that I wrote. It is about a dear friend of mine that moved away without even telling me she was leaving. It's about the days and months leading up to her move, because deep down I know exactly why she did it and somehow I still don't completely forgive her.

Jan 2018

Kendall Seers

Campaign Vignettes - 3

a young warrior fulfils a dream,
one on one combat, and his foe
folds like wet parchment.
a wounded musician, has his back
even as the javelin impaled
in her arm (her spoils)
drips with life.

the clatter of a die.
a number announcing if she survives
is softly reported

[or how Oscar’s help was neither wanted nor needed, thank you very much]

This is part of a series of vignettes from my first Dungeons and Dragons campaign.

#dungeons #and #dragons #vignette #campaign #oscar #aegon

Jan 2018

Dahlya

Always Remember

Always remember to love.
Love with every fiber of your being
And with no regrets.
Let your walls down
And accept the happiness
That you deserve,
And always know
That you are worthy of love.

Always remember to never hold back.
Your feelings are valid
So speak your mind
And don’t worry about what others think.
Accept who you are
And don’t ever let anyone change
The way you think or feel
Because it makes you
The unique person that you are.

Always remember to trust yourself,
Because you are the only one
That will always have your back.
People will come and go
So don’t be numb and cold
But be cautious
About who you open up to.

Always remember to never give yourself away.
The one’s you care for
Are capable of leaving
No matter how hard you try
And how much of yourself you give.
Giving someone your all
Makes you vulnerable
And easy to break
Like a sheet of thin glass
And people will take advantage.

Always remember to be spontaneous.
Dance in the rain
And sing until your lungs give out
Embrace your inner child
And live in the moment.
You are never too old for adventure
And life is too short
To dwell on the past.

Always remember to be passionate.
Stay motivated
No matter how stressful it may get
Because it will be worth it in the end
If you love what you are doing.
And never stop working
Until you have given your all
And reached your goal.

Always remember to fight through the pain.
No matter how hard it gets
Don’t give up.
When it feels like you are drowning
Learn how to swim.
This is only a small chapter
In your life
So turn the page
And start fresh.

Always remember to live like there’s no tomorrow
Because you never know if there will be.

Love,
Future you

#love #poem #future #remember #me #letter #advice #freestyle

Jan 2018

imperfectwords

1-800-273-8255

"I can see my door, my bed, my window, my chair, and my table.

"I can feel my spine against the wall, my feet against the floor, my jaw tightly shut, and my fingernails buried in my arms.

"I can hear the wind coming in from the open window, my heartbeat rapidly thumping, and that familiar voice in my head, shouting once again.

"I can smell the dampness of the ground outside as the breeze carries it to my room, and the sickly sweet odor from the soap used on my hands.

"I can ******* blood spilling from the bite in my lip; my last harsh reminder that
        I
        am
        still
        alive.

When you call a suicide prevention hotline, they will often ask you to describe to them 5 things you can see, 4 things you can feel, 3 things you can hear, 2 things you can smell, and 1 thing you can taste to help ease anxiety. I hope this poem helps someone struggling to look forward, because believe me, it does get better.

#depression #suicide #prevention #hope #recovery

Jan 2018

Mims

I couldn't think of a title to make you read this

Love,
They say,
It will fix all of your problems,
All your broken,
All your pain,
Love,
Will take that all away,
All I can honestly say to that,
Is how can you put that kind of pressure on someone?

heal me
fix me
save me

Because "you're all I have"
Or "I'm lost without you"
Love,
Will fix everything wrong with me
Don't care if it makes everything wrong with you.

Someone told me,
That love,
Is a lie,
And that we only think we need it,
Because everyone tells us we do,
And we do,
But not from her,
And definitely not from you,
We need love
Because society convinces young girls,
That it will fix everything
And it will.
But its not the kind of love
That is taking over 13 year old girls,
The love,
From another human being
Isn't what's gonna fix you,
you have to,
Because yes,
Love will fix everything,
If you love you.

And believe me,
This is something that I wish I knew long ago,
Because I went so long,
Hating myself,
And wanting love from someone else,
When all the healing I needed to do,
Was inside of me,
When I figured out,
That love for yourself is beautiful,
It makes everything clearer,
Everything,
Makes sense,
My love,
Your love,
Is what'll fix you,
That's not something I can do.

Said love so much, it doesn't even sound like a word anymore

#love #fix #broken #girl #society #human #need #you #me #save