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poesuer Nov 2019
I AM MALAJUSTED I WALK WEIRD I TALK FUNNY I HAVE SPEECH SALAD I ROCK BACK AND FORTH I TWITCH I TICK I BLINK WEIRD I SEIZURE I FALL OVER I REPEAT THINGS I ECHO I LOVE THE NUMBER 7 I CAN'T HAVE SHOWERS I SCREAM I MELTDOWN I BREAK BONES I SIT I STARE AT SPACE FOR HOURS ON END I ASK WHOSE BODY IS THIS I HAVE SCREAMED IN MY MOTHERS FACE I HAVE CRIED ABOUT SCREAMING IN MY MOTHERS FACE I WOULD RATHER STARVE THAN EAT THAT FOOD I WOULD RATHER GET BEAT THAN EAT THAT FOOD I CANT HANDLE YOU YELLING AT ME I PUNCHED THE HEAD MISTRESS FOR TOUCHING ME I GOT EXPELLED FOR PUNCHING THE HEAD MISTRESS I HATED MYSELF FOR IT I WISHED GOOD WOMBS HAD BOURNE BETTER SONS I USED TO FANTASISE ABOUT KILLING MYSELF IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL SO THEY'D KNOW THEY DID THAT TO ME I USED TO FANTASISE IT WAS THE SCHOOLS FAULT AND NOT MINE FOR BEING MALAJUSTED I TRIED TO JUMP FROM THE TOP FLOOR BUT THEY RESTRAINED ME I TRIED TO GO HOME BUT THEY LOCKED ME IN THAT TINY ROOM I TRIED TO ESCAPE BUT THEY RESTRAINED ME I DON'T FEEL HUMAN I DON'T FEEL REAL

I WISH I WAS HUMAN
James Cracker Feb 2016
CAPS LOCK IS BROKEN.
I DON'T CARE.
I AM WRITING POETRY.
WHILE SOUNDING VERY ANGRY.
jack of spades Aug 2015
O2
YOU NEVER INITIATE CONVERSATION UNLESS YOU NEED ME FOR SOMETHING AND OUR FRIENDSHIP IS BUILT ON YOUR MENTAL HEALTH ALONE. ONCE YOU RECOVER I WILL BE NOTHING TO YOU UNTIL YOU RELAPSE
BECAUSE ALL I AM TO YOU IS SOMEONE WHO CAN TELL YOU HOW TO BREATHE. MAYBE
IT'S GOOD THAT YOU LIKE TO TELL ME ABOUT HOW I'VE BEEN KEEPING YOU ALIVE
BUT I'VE JUST BEEN PUTTING
YOUR OXYGEN MASK ON YOU BEFORE PUTTING ONĀ  MY OWN YET YOU NEVER ASKED ME IF I COULD HOLD MY BREATH THAT LONG.
YOU NEVER ASKED IF I CAN BREATHE LIKE I TELL YOU TO. YOU NEVER ASK HOW I'M DOING UNLESS IT'S LEADING UP TO ME SAVING YOU.
I'M SO SICK OF IT BUT I CAN'T JUST DROP YOU OR ELSE YOU MIGHT DIE AND I'M SO ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED OF BEING
CITED AS THE CAUSE OF ANOTHER DOWNWARD SPIRAL THAT I'LL JUST KEEP SUFFOCATING MYSELF FOR YOU.
IT'S FINE.
Sierra Scanlan Mar 2015
EVERY TIME YOU FEEL LOVE IT WILL BE SO DIFFERENT
Sydney Ann Feb 2015
I NEVER BELONGED HERE
ALOT OF US NEVER DID
OUR FACES AREN'T REAL
THEY'RE WALLS WE HIDE BEHIND
WE DON'T BELONG HERE
WE JUST WATCH THE REST
OBSERVE TO SEE HOW TO ACT
WE DON'T BELONG HERE
BUT YOU WOULD NEVER GUESS
HOW MANY OF US WALK AMONG YOU
I wrote this little piece for a creative writing class
Heather Elise Dec 2014
I DON'T REMEMBER HOW TO FEEL LOVE
WITHOUT FEAR
hand in hand
Heather Elise Dec 2014
BEING THE AIR IN MY LUNGS
IS NOT YOUR BURDEN TO BEAR
i must learn how to keep breathing on my own
Heather Elise Dec 2014
EVERYONE LEAVES EVENTUALLY
SO I WILL HURT YOU BEFORE YOU HURT ME
mistakes i've made and will (probably) make again
The end is near as oblivion takes hold of my soul
The unknown existence of an afterlife after death exudes us all

Generation annihilation, the last son's of mankind.
Walking straight to dammnation, our future is confined.

To never walk the earth the same again,
To burst into thousands of ashes on the pavement you once called home,

Never to be remembered by those who you once loved,
To become the oblivion you once feared so much,

Cities breaking down, earth's under attack.
God at us frowns. A chain reaction.

We will never go back to that.
A world divided into factions, built on terror.

Since all we lost.
Because we'll be all gonne.
Thanks to CapsLock for working with me on this one.
Alyssa Rogers Oct 2014
YOU CAN SEE THE PAIN
ETCHED INTO HER SKIN
THE SORROW
BURNED INTO HER CORE
MOURN AND LOSS OVER YOUR CORPSE
YOU DIDN'T THINK TWICE
MAYBE I WONT EITHER.
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