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AstralPotato Dec 2019
It felt like falling into a deep pit
An endless fall; an empty beat
Deep and hollow into that darkness
Exhausted; my soul only wants rest
a stanza of tiredness... (The number will signify my short poems lol)
LC Dec 2019
the people who should protect her
stare into her exhausted eyes 
and hammer nails into her heart.
chains bearing obligation and trauma
coil tighter and tighter around her ankles. 
resisting worsens the sensation -
almost cutting off the circulation
until the pain is so great 
that numbness takes over,
which leads to not resisting,
which feels like resignation - 
and the cycle keeps going.
all she wants is to run freely 
until the nails and chains
are distant memories 
that she will never
pass on to anyone else.
FML
I have so much to do
yet so little time
not a penny to spend
but there's so much I need to buy
not a dollar in my pocket
and my gas light's on
I need more money
but I work, a minimum wage job
I'm behind in my online class
and can't seem to get it done
I told my mom I've submitted more assignments
when I've only half-completed some
I just failed government
a course I'm required to pass
I might not get to graduate
when all I want to do, is leave high school in the past
I just want to be happy
but lately, even breathing is hard
I need a drink and joint
and I'm still too young for the bar
the stress is like cancer
slowly taking my life away
these days, I don't even sleep
because the anxiety keeps me awake
this is a poem that uses what are called "near rhymes"
Isaac Spencer Dec 2019
Empty, hollow, shallow feelings,
Broken, beaten, battered reeling,
Lost, misguided, never healing,
Break the bones, the skin is peeling,

Ripped off, torn up, burnt out poet,
Heard it, thought it, said it, wrote it,
Think they know you- they don't know ****,
If you bleed don't ever show it,

Tiny, whiny, briny children,
All these, faulty, salt and **** em',
Hateful, wasteful, makes me ill then-
Chill em, grill em, poems? Steal em,

****** off, ******* up, stressed out poet,
Did you know before I wrote it?
Think you know me, get your throat slit,
When I bleed, believe I own it.
Dani Dec 2019
There's this weight I carry
It's heavy and exhausting
It's beautiful, and quite daring

It yanks me down more times than I can count
Squeezes, punches, and pushes every last nerve
But it's perfect on every account

It's the hardest, most difficult weight I've ever carried
Full of kicks and screams and fits
But it's something I refuse to burry

I could walk away and live a different life
I could be weightless and free
But this weight is worth more than my own life

So I will pull it up over ranges of mountains
I will piggy back it over every raging sea
And if anyone tries to harm it, I would **** thousands

It's the most precious cargo I could ever own
It's the only I can ever have
So I choose to carry it and to never be alone

For its weight brings me great joy
And the warmth is overwhelming
So I hold tight and hold strong and enjoy

For the terrain will mellow down
And it will not always be this heavy
So this weight I hold with love, and in it I drowne.
Single Parenthood.
Afia Dec 2019
Do not die tonight
The heart that has become hollow
Is a sacred tomb you once built
Out of broken trinkets and feathers
Inside
A wild little girl sleeps
Holding a dream catcher close to her *****
For eternity
Rain that once pattered against your window
On nights to keep chaos at bay
Now watches over you
Silently
The neighbor’s dog howls at the
Psychic Catastrophe
As the moon dissolves into the ocean waves
Be gentle with your pain Child
She says
Know that yanking out a dozen hair strands
Will not erase ‘self-hate’
Do not stare into a mirror tonight
What you see is not You anymore
Vacant eyes and creaking bones
Your body is now home to another host
A piercing wail echoes through the night sky
And splits the city air
The broken glass on the bathroom floor
Glints like a Sailor’s forgotten treasure
Swimming over the vast red sea, kindling with its own symphony
–Afia Qamar
Kelsey Dec 2019
Dip me in health
I want to pause time
Where no one can hurt me
And i dont have to die

A picture of youth
A dappling of stars
A wind of the past
As i wait from afar

I am weak, i am frivolous
Heal my shameful body
So i can rise from the ashes
Where the sickness cannot stop me
Anton Dec 2019
I love Pain and the way it makes people feel,
I love how tender and mild it is at first,
I love how annoying it is sometimes,
I love how excruciating and unbearable it is other times,
I love how indescribable and profound it is, leaving us clueless,
I love how irritating and troublesome it can be,
I love how it brings us discomfort and agony,
I love how tormenting punishing it makes us most of the time,
I love how tiring it is yet also satisfying,
I love how piercing it is that it spreads into us physically and mentally,
I love how it's scary intermittent it can become,
I love how miserable and dreadful it makes one person,
after the very long sickening and exhausting feeling
it will always leave us
empty.
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