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Maja Feb 2020
Remember,
it's always the darkest before dawn
If everything feels bleak and dull and painful, and you have finally hit rock bottom- remember, it can only go up from here on
Amanda Kay Burke Jan 2020
I AM SO TIRED OF FAILING
AT THE BOTTOM NIGHT AFTER NIGHT
SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I TRY SO HARD
I CAN'T SEEM TO GET IT RIGHT
I **** EVERYTHING UP ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
EXCEPT FOR WHEN I WRITE
The title of this poem is referencing the fact that this is posted entirely in capital letters haha. My bad.
chelle Nov 2019
There is a hole in my arm
Where the fire used to go
I dressed it in a bandage
can't believe I went so low
John Castaneda Oct 2019
Subliminal contact put me in a threshold
Buried by the weight
Began to contemplate
How,When,Why
The chill begins to settle in
You can read it from starting from the beginning or end.
Anastasia Aug 2019
Cherry on top
Cherry on bottom
My heart is sinking
Straight to the bottom
The crickets say
They are ashamed of me
And the mosquitos take their aim at me
Cherries are crushed
No longer sweet
Rotten and bitter
False retreat
Writing at night
Gives me strange thoughts
Cherry on bottom
Cherry on top
Outside
At night
Is messing
With my mind
I need the path,
That I do not have.

Kicked while I'm down,
Lost in surveyance of my barren mindscape.
Littered with hopes and dreams,
That were just too far from reach.
Not even worth trying for anymore.
Kicked aside like tin cans on an empty highway.

I dare not even muster the strength to take a harmless peek,
Because emptiness isn't worth the effort.

Standing in the center of an endless road,
Going in no particular direction.
I don't know where to go.


~Robert van Lingen
Kee Jun 2019
They won’t always make you smile
A lot of the times they’ll make you cry
You’ll hate everything about them
Until there’s nothing left of them for you to want to look at
You despise them
Until you remember that
Nothing had never been in their favor
But neither had yours
Love had not bloomed for them in the way they wanted
And it wilted quickly
Except it didn’t come back again next spring
A love unrequited I suppose
Nonetheless it hurt
Family that couldn’t be family
Friends that could never be kind
But just diggers instead
Users instead
Liars instead
Drug addicts instead
Pretending to live instead
Grasping onto dear life itself
That’s what had been pounded into them
The realization that
No matter what
It just wasn’t enough
So this hurt, fragile being
Could only do one last thing
Be numb
To not feel anything
Instead of everything
To make it all go away
That person had given up any chances of ever being whole
So
You can’t always hold a grudge over someone who’s had too many scars
To even want to make anything right in this world anymore
You can’t blame them for being hurt
For wanting to end it
But you can
Tell them it’s selfish
That you love them
That drugs aren’t the only ones who care about them
And someone,
You,
want to see them smile again
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