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the voices in my head get louder and louder,
wrong, broken, ugly, stupid.
too much, not enough,
all the time screaming and screaming.
they don’t go away, won’t go away,
better off dead is what they say.
i can’t breathe, feel, see, live.
louder and louder until i can’t.
not anymore.
always too much and not enough.
When my blood soaks the paper while writing,
Still my results keep denying.
When my health keeps falling for marks on a sheet,
Still they say , “You didn’t compete.”

When my eyes says what's sleep,
But still studying for the promises I keep.
When effort becomes my only living
Still they say , "you aren't studying."

When medals are hung on someone’s name,
Where my scars go unheard, without fame.
When tears blur the formulas on the page,
Still they say — “Don’t cry, just engage.”

When silence screams louder than praise,
And I'm trapped in endless days.
Still, the world looks away with pride,
Naming me failure , while laughing inside.
No matter how much i gave efforts still not able to go in a good university just everything is ruined but still I took courage and 1 year drop to study again as i don't wanna end up in a bad college even though everyone is against me no one is supporting still I want to give my self an another chance maybe i could do better this time. This year was very harsh for me.
always the child
who never got appreciated
just an unwanted child
trying her hardest
to be the perfect one—
just once.
trying her hardest
to be appreciated,
dying to hear:
“you did a great job,”
“the dish you cooked was very nice,”
“i’m proud of you,”
“you scored 98% in maths,”
“i’m proud of my daughter.”
she just wanted
to be loved.
to be seen.
to be appreciated.
You sing life alone.
Sometimes solos are needed,
to round out the choir.
When I’m surrounded by darkness,
And the feeling of finding a single ray of light is my religion

When I’m lonely in my thoughts,
And a feeling of unseen energy lifts me is my religion.

When my eyes brim with tears,
And the feeling of crying in a safe lap is my religion.

And,
When I'm all alone the feeling of a divine presence protecting me is my religion.

SO WHAT'S YOUR RELIGION??
What do you all think your religion is don't you all feel god is protecting you everytime? Don't you all feel instead of having someone who's gonna leave you after sometime just become of god he's gonna be for us everytime everywhere even after death.. I don't know I just feel this way that i never wanna get married or date someone instead become a sanyasi it is similar to becoming a nun in Christianity in Hinduism it's Sanyasi.
My queen! Inhale each grain of sand and reign!
Take all you touch: castles, footprints, poems
sung with muted cries of rasping pain.
Your servants await, bikini women and ******* men.

I stand knee-deep, each night you rise and fall,
stealing bits of me until all that remains
is an ivory statue studded with barnacle kisses.
A trip to the beach
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