#done poems on Hello Poetry

Ephemeral Oblivion Aug 2020

Written word used to be an
extension of my mind; my
       thoughts imprinted onto paper
   in neatly formed sentences.

but now
they are jagged
uneven.
         tired.
                      torn.
malformed.
                               incomprehensible.

I can't seem to put the words
together into sentences that
have meaning.

The razor edge of my words
cut me, bleed my body dry
until there's nothing left
but dust.

I'm tired....

#done #meaning #bleed #dust #razor #tired #uneven

Broken Pieces Aug 2020

Anxiety, Depression

Anxieties knocking at my door,
But Depressions already here.
These two together cause a war,
It gives me another feeling, fear.

Anxieties on my couch hanging out,
But Depression is coming from my room.
They reunite again and begin to shout,
It's calmed down but I have so much gloom.

Depression lays down in bed with me,
Anxiety is waiting on the floor.
Depressions grasp is strong I can't break free,
I'm not okay and I can't pretend anymore.

#anxiety #depression #fake #lost #hurt #poem #poetry #searching #alone #done

Broken Pieces Aug 2020

Just Me.

Once there was a girl going through a hell of a storm,
She sat in the rain trying her best to keep warm.

She was so great at acting like she was perfectly okay,
She could smile so brightly and you'd never know someone went away.

Smiling was her best way to fake, while scratching was her only way to cope,
She tried to grab onto the ladder but it fell quickly, as it did so did her hope.

It's a funny little poem I've written, because in case you didn't see,
This girl lying through the smiles is actually just me.

#me #depressed #lost #poem #poetry #pain #fake #smile #searching #done

دema flutter Aug 2020

so sick, became neyo

sick of all the
games everyone plays,
and all the
rules I have to abide to,

sick of all the things
I need to do,
and all the times
I must silence
myself away,

sick of going
through the hardships
just to enjoy the
good times for
a little while,

sick of proving
to others
my success, my self-love,
my worth,

sick of stressing
about life before it happens,
and forgetting to just live.

#sick #tired #done #stress #lebanon #reflection #self #enjoy #silence #victim

Wilder Aug 2020

I thought I was done with you

I.
I got
So ******* hung up on you
The highs, the lows
Everything was you

So far
I was completely smitten
Every word was lyrical
Everything was you

II.
And I
I thought I had moved on
From all the pain you left me with
But still I saw
Everything was you

III.
Do you remember, how my friends
Were your friends
And our friends always spoke of how
Great we were

Do you remember, how my friends
Weren't your friends
The second I said it was over

They still say how
I can do so much better then him (you)
I'm a thousand times better then him
(Everything is still you)

But in the aftermath
Before their questions were answered
They still spoke of how
Wonderful we are
We were

So I'm sure they're lying to me
Do your friends lie to you
About me too?
Do you still have friends, after
I took our friends
And made them mine?

IV.
I called it a
Mutual ghosting
That neither of us wanted us
But I really thought you wanted us
I still don't know why you let me go
But I said I wanted to let you go

My friends asking me who I like
And I Have moved on from you
Surely I'm done with you by now

V.
I've started seeing girls in the street
God they're beautiful
(Like you were
Two, three years ago?)
Girls are pretty

I thought you were pretty
I thought I was done
I thought I was fine with the way we left us
I still write about you
Surely I'm not done with you

VI.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever really liked you
Or if I just wanted to be your friend
And my friends called it affection
I'm not really sure

VII.
I know I could've loved you
We were perfect in every way
Except I didn't have any trust or love
Because I was scared of going too fast
We were comets
If we got to close surely we'd collide

I want to be done with you
There's empty pages in front of me
I'm ready to write on them
As soon as your ghost leaves me
Please leave me
I want to be done with you
I want to move on
We were barely an us
How does that warrant this obsession
With how beautiful it was to talk with
You

A collection of scattered thoughts about the only person I've ever solely written multiple poems about.

#done #you #him #almost #us #pain #friends #girls #pretty #comets

Anneteiku Aug 2020

A L O N E

I'm having hard time processing things.

Cluttered thoughts...

Unhealthy mind...

Countless sleepless nights...

Leave me alone.

I...

I just need to process this Æ L O N E.

Don't need any approval.

Don't need your unsolicited advice.

I just needed S P A C E.

I know how to ask for help, believe me.

#alone #done

Savio Fonseca Aug 2020

Our Love, is done and dusted

I burnt the Memories, U gave Me.
I burnt your Love Letters Too.
Your Tears won't ever, Cry for Me.
Tell Me.....What else must I Do?
I threw the Souvenirs, U gave Me.
I hardly ever take, your Name.
Our Love is done and Dusted.
As it put us both, to Shame.
Most of the Time, I keep Thinking.
Why not find, somebody New?
A Woman who Glows, like Moonlight
and is fresh, as the Morning Dew.
Once Her Eyes, find Me.
I shall write, My Love Story Again.
In the Arms of My Angel,
U won't find, My Tears weep Again.

#tears #love #done #dustef #angel #story #moonlight #glow #memories #souvenirs

m a k a y l a Jul 2020

comfort

there’s this sick comfort in depression
the absence of feeling is welcoming compared to the constant rush of emotions
the quietness and stillness from all that nothingness
it’s different from peace, it’s the lack of joy

there’s a sick comfort in depression
it’s the warm bed you can’t feel, it’s the concerned faces you can’t care about
it’s the locked door you can’t open
It’s different from calmness, it’s the lack of a steady heart beat

the comfort in depression is real, it’s the lack of feeling, it’s something on fire isn’t dulled out but completely extinguished
It’s gone
It’s dark
It’s black

#depression #lonely #upset #tired #done

Dave Robertson Jul 2020

Love’s labours

Wet grass caps toes,
a long missed inconvenience,
each pace lifting
weight long loved

The dappled, leaf stopped light
tries to placate,
but you won’t stay

Like time and tide
you wipe your face clean
and disappear through trees
with no trail

#ukpoetry #naturepoetry #naturepoem #gone #done

Broken Pieces Jul 2020

Eat

It's getting harder and harder to eat each day,
The food is tasteless and gray.

I want to eat but I can never seem to hold it down,
So instead I lie over and over and I begin to drown.

I haven't eaten much today, but at least I ate something,
Because something is way better than nothing.

I hope tomorrow I can bring myself to eat more,
And my need to eat will be something I can finally restore.

#eat #done #depressed #lonely #searching #poetry #sad