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Jolan Lade May 2018
My mind is weird
I feel like its wired differently, a little more gently
So, I sometimes sit down and watch words, flying by
Words passing by, passwords, almost like birds, but just words
Telling me a story, about glory and a dragon, guarding gold and territory
Bless my brain, what an electric and wirery mess
With an engine, leaking oil onto the paper...
Haylin May 2018
I didn't ask to be born.
Did I give you permission to have me?
I'm just not cut out for this, really...
I think about suicide constantly
Everyday I question my sanity
Am I okay? Stop starring at me!
You're only worsening my anxiety
They saw me crying.
I don't want them to think that I'm attention-seeking
Because I'm not:
I just have a lot of ****** up thoughts.
One day I'm calm and the next I feel forgot-
Ten: they told me when I grew up I'd be that number
Not someone who's chubby and refuses to go to slumber, part-ies
They were just never for me
But don't get me wrong I tried to participate
Just no one ever really included me unless it was a one-on-one standing
I get it, I'm a fill in.
That's always been my role
Someone who's just there
For when others couldn't be.
That's me.
The girl I'll hit up tomorrow because my other friend is busy
On a new note I'm about to be 15
My parents could kick me
out or disown me
Send me on my way
As if they never had known me
I'll eventually be on my own
That's the point of this right?
To witness someone's life and
Then toss them aside but say
That you'll be there until the end of time?
Right?
Wrong
I always feel that way when
I'm singing this song
Titled: strife
It makes me not want to go on
But it remains
Always in my veins
It tells me to stay
On the worst of days
It triggers me hard
I just want to go away
Just let me already
Why must I stay steady
Can't you tell I'm not sturdy
And just want to yell
At everybody
I'm in tears already
As I pull the cord on this bag
Helium fills my lungs
I no longer feel sad
I laugh continuously
As I'm  being poisoned
I'm mad; crazy
I forgot to write a note
Don't hate me
You all knew me in the past
For a time being
You had your chances with me
There was no right or wrong
I was just always singing a different song
So don't feel bad for my no longer going on
I was never meant to be here
Please. Stay strong.
Through the Looking Glass
James Bond played his “Double” role  

On his “investigations” to locate the  “treasonous” Villian.

His “distractions” are well known…

Past his “secret” identity and “cover”

His “secret” is very well known

Past that

Spying is quite irritating

On both sides living double lives

Human reasoning defines what the “crime” or “need” of their own “roles”

are of the necessary order

As each person calculates based on its own relations

Memories and Conclusions played through life’s “feed recorder.”
Paul-Dieter May 2018
Screaming,
or talking alive
Falling,
or dancing
in the sky
Hurting,
or loving
for the first time

Yet singing,
or hiding the pain
Swimming,
or drowning in the rain
Growing,
but you'll never
Be the same

Funny how hellos
Are just early goodbyes...
It's hard to tell
When you don't see
these faint lines
Meanings can be so different...
CA Smith May 2018
There
Is
No







Distance
That
Could
Ever
Make
Me
.
.
.
.
Feel
Far
From
You
Autumn Lewis May 2018
Dad
You took me in your arms and feel in love
You thought I was a gift from heavens above
I grew and you told me the stories of your life
Then the stress got to your heart and you and mom began to strife
You gave me smiles that will last
I don't really consider the memories past
I now hold on to them and I won't let go
Then she left with my sister and we all felt woe  
I couldn't understand why but now I know
You always told me , "I'm doing the best I can."
I use to believe you and I still sometimes do put you can't ever decide a plan
As time went on we began to drift and no longer can we even talk without yelling
The main issue is our past which we are always dwelling
I wish I could heal you
I wish I could heal me
I wish we didn't have this after all we've been through
I do love you and I do want to be here
But we are too different I fear
For the people with dad's you love but you don't know what to do
showyoulove Apr 2018
Jesus holds us each in his palm
For we are each unique and hand crafted
Beautifully, wonderfully, fearfully made from the start
He is making a masterpiece a priceless work of art
We are a tile in the mosaic of life
An important part of a bigger picture
We are beautiful because we are different
We are different because we are special
We are special because we are important
We are important because we are loved
When we look right now it is unfinished
It is scarred and cracked and rough
But when we look upon the finished piece
We see love and light and peace
Through the years I was beginning to take shape
A gradual transformation was going on in me
A lifelong journey toward who I'm supposed to be
Written during a "40 Hours Devotion" started by St. John Neumann when he came to America.
Payton Apr 2018
I hear the words "I've changed" a lot
but have you really given it a thought
Why do you say that, when it's not true
The only one who believes it, is you
Why keep coming up with these lies
when we all know you just come down from highs
You say you want to get away
but you do the same thing everyday
You have a boyfriend who beats on you
but you choose to stay with that low-life shrew
Why are you putting yourself through this
Why can't everything go back to what I miss
Do you even think about how I feel
All I want is for you to heal
I miss the person you used to be
A mother who was always full of glee
The mother who used to stay with me when I was sad
Now all you do is do everything that's bad
I cry tears in front of you, begging you to try
But yet, you'd rather go and get high
Why do I keep praying you will be the mother I once knew
even after everything you have put us through
Another poem I had written about my mother a while back.
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