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seychelles Jun 2017
How is it that no one concerns,
how is it having no one to turn,
how is it that now you have to feel the burn,
and not even one thing to earn.

I guess you are saying you haven't been wise,
saying sorry for not being nice,
saying sorry for being ****** twice,
because right now you have no way to rise.

At first I thought we might be fine,
it will end up with us be in a line,
but I guess there is no sign,
and all you can do is just whine.
seychelles Jun 2017
I wish we don’t have to change,
I wish we don’t have to choose,
I wish we don’t have to lose,
I wish we never have to estrange.

I hope one day we would survive,
I hope we would be free like a kite,
I hope we would get out here alive,
I hope one day we would shine as light.

I wish one day I could be as good,
I hope I would not be misunderstood,
I wish one day I would be out of the wood,
I hope I would never say if I could.
try
  May 2017 seychelles
Saoirse
Everything's fine

Everything's great

We where having fun

And then all hell breaks

I dance till the beat of the song

And wait for the bomb to come

Why is this a reality

Why must we live in fear

Everything was fine

Everything was great

We where having fun

AND THAN ALL Hell brEaks
Pray for manchester
  May 2017 seychelles
Kq
the insecurity that intersects
your fingers and my figure
is enough to spin a whirlpool
seven miles wide

i rage at your taste for me
but i am cyclical, stuck
i am a fly on your calf
you do not even notice my thrashing

to feel you are ugly in the arms of a lover
to feel you are nothing in the clenches of another
frankly,
i think is quite common.
  May 2017 seychelles
Jamison Bell
I expect nothing of you.
Ever.
Just as I do of everyone.
Always.
I am as I have always been.
Forsaken.
To long for what will never be.
Forever.
Will you find me.
Here.
For you if you should need me.
Whenever.
You feel alone.
You.
Will only ever have to say my name.
Once.
Or twice you may have to say it again.
But.
I make no promises, save one.
And.
That is my friend.
That.
I will continue to love.
You.
For every reason you could never understand.
Why.
I do what I do for you.
Because.
You do more for me than you.
Imagine.
For a moment a happiness unrivaled.
It's.
My nirvana to simply know you.
As.
Well as you have allowed me to know.
You.
  May 2017 seychelles
Lexi Greenwood
Be kind they said
Don't lie they said
Leave them behind they said
But don't comply; or have I misread?

They turned their skulls from the vultures that hurt their prey
As they spit their venomous words like "worthless" and "alone"
Yet they call these names "harmless child's play"
But it is "child's play" when that child is now a gravestone?

You see I was a victim of these words
Those razor sharp words that slice you apart piece by piece
But I had to cry out or sit staring at a wall
So that I could discover a tiny bit of release


As I battled those words day after day
I also battled my thoughts to keep sane
Yet the vultures never deceased
And the teachers attention decreased

But why?

Why didn't the care enough to aid?
They walked on by with no remorse
The did nothing and I was left frayed

Will it ever be the same?
The poem I write aged 10 while at a school where I was viciously bullied for years
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