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Colm Dec 2019
Learn from this undread
Come wave or crashing waters down
We all get wet in the sooner or later
Don't fear
Only a few ever drown
Fear is natural, in order to keep you living and breathing. But only certain waves would actually **** you, if you know how to swim.
Ayn Dec 2019
You know I love this, you do as well
We all love the feeling of the dripping blood
I know this feeling brings us closer to hell,
But I cannot live through this emotion flood
I need it to stay alive and sane.
The feeling is good too, it’s bliss
I love all the self inflicted pain
I want more, everyday, without miss.
You may think I’m out of line, I’m crazy
But i know you love it too
You are a *****, you’re lazy
I deal with that **** everyday, and so do you.
We need our emotion vents to let out the crud.
Why not again use our own blood
so I’ve figured it out. The even numbered poems are me, while the odd numbered poems are... also me. But the odd numbered ones are by the ****** up me, the one that wants me to die and hurt myself.
Grey Dec 2019
No.
She's not made of glass.
She's not worried about breaking.
She's not delicate.

Stop.
You don't know how she feels.
You don't understand why she doesn't want the spotlight.
You don't get what it's like.

Don't.
She wouldn't want you to talk about this.
She doesn't want them to know.
She won't want you to tell them when you have it all wrong.

Please.
Stop making assumptions.
Stop breaking her trust.
Stop talking for her.

Go.
This isn't what she wants.
This is why she's hesitant.
This is what she's afraid of.
My sister is the bravest, strongest, selfless, best person I know. Stop. Please. You don't get it. I don't get it. Nobody gets it, not completely. Nobody but her knows exactly what it's like to be in her mind. So don't tell others when you have it all wrong. They don't have to know. They shouldn't know, not from you, not from anybody but her. I'm so tired of this. You're supposed to be the one who supports her the most. You have to think about what she wants. You have to think about what it's like to be her. I guess you try, but you get it all wrong. So stop it! Please.. just don't...
Past Nov 2019
Ink
Written is my life
Unwritten is my knife
Rewritten is my strife
Àŧùl Dec 2019
Lest I fall,
Take care of me (now).
If I cry,
Make me laugh (now).
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

(I'm mad...
I fall again & again.
I'm crazy...
I get naughty again & again.)x2
Only you have handled me every time!
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

(This life...
It was a burden on me...
You have come...
Now don't go (away) ever...)x2
If you won't be here then how shall I survive?
(I'm yours,
Only yours I am...)x2

Lest I fall,
Take care of me (now).
If I cry,
Make me laugh (now).
(I am yours,
Only yours I am...)x2
My HP Poem #1818
©Atul Kaushal
Malia Dec 2019
Expectations leads to disappointment
You said, “You could’ve done better.”
I know.
But you must know:
I can’t be everything you want.
I make mistakes too.
I hate how your expectations change
From person to person.
I just plain hate your expectations.
YOU NEVER GIVE ME A BREAK.
You give the breaks to my sister.
Why can’t I,
Just for once,
Be the one whose mistakes
Are okay.
The one
Who is proficient
Enough for you.
But you dwell on my errors.
YOU START YELLING.
You say I’m not trying hard enough.
Why should I?
I’LL NEVER MAKE YOU HAPPY ANYWAY.
Welp
kain Dec 2019
Don't look for me
I won't be there
I'll be in the leaves
Of some foreign land
Swimming in the grass and
Drinking up the sunlight

Don't look for me
Or dig up my grave
There will be no body
Just olden bones
I don't live there anymore

Don't look for me
Underground
I'm in the sky now
Sitting in the trees
Doing things

Don't look for me
Anywhere on earth
Don't even search the stars
Truth be told
I never got that far

Don't look for me
I'm too tired to be found

Don't look for me
I've already drowned
There was a just a fire drill and someone brought a laptop outside and watched youtube the entire time. absolute icon. we stan a salty man.
kain Dec 2019
Mix lavender in
With my ashes
So the ghosts can't take me away
I know it's cold
And you want to go home
But I really wish you would stay
Quick thing I thought on the way to take a ****.
Capriccio Dec 2019
It's not too crowded
Yet far too late in the day
For everyone to
React this way
It's not a sadness
It's a melancholy gladness

All this busy body bustle

STOP
   CLOSE lids
      And  just LISTEN

Don't Fret
Twist,
Wriggle,
Or shake
It's all you can take

You are not numb
Over blown or undone
You are One of Billions
In this crowd
Daisy Ashcroft Dec 2019
They don't tell you
What you've done wrong
So you keep going
About knowing
You shouldn't be doing
Something
But you don't
Know what the
Hell that
Something
Is.
That's why I stick
To myself
That's why I
Ignore
Everyone.
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