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Nicole Ashley May 2015
I can't do my homework
I'm staring at a blank screen

My throat is closing
My body is shaking
What if I fail?
What if I get judged for this?
I'm going to fail this
That's when I fail at life

Oh.
My.
God.
I'm going to fail
Maybe I should do my homework
NO

(2 hours later)

Oh.
My.
God.
I'm never going to finish this
I might as well give up

(1 hour later)

Maybe I should clean my room
I have too many things
Why do I have so many things?
There's no point

I'm so ashamed
Why can't I do anything?
What if this is for me?
What if I go crazy?
Am I crazy?

Everyone must think I'm crazy
I should just be alone
I'm so scared to be alone
But I'm probably annoying
What if I can't please everyone?
I'm such a burden

(another hour later)

I seriously can't breathe
Why am I crying?
I'm too sensitive
People can't know about this
I should just do my homework
What if I fail?
Everyone must hate me

My throat is closing
And it's all my fault
grim-raven May 2015
In order to have a good flight...
You first need to know falling
So if you're flying freely at the sky...
Failing won't cause fear, darling
Jade May 2015
You once had me in the palm of your hand,
But you squeezed too hard,
I could not breathe,
I could not shout,
And now -
I
Just
Want
To
Be
Let
Out.

I cry and scream,
Kick and flail,
Silent anguish turn into wails,
Oh how our love so frail,
Is
Gone,
Has
Failed.
grim-raven May 2015
I hate how I care so much about the future

Every exam that I took made me afraid of failure

I just want something satisfying to happen to me

Knowing the feeling of satisfaction of what I am gonna be
KZ May 2015
The negative effect,
Can affect what you see,
Like the way you feel,
And the way you like to heal.
The negative effect,
Is a choice,

You either believe and succeed,
Or you let negativity consume you,
Until there's nothing left to bleed.
:\
lay low.
stay mellow for a second.
stellar stolen record
cave dweller with
stage presence
I am angel dust
in the devil's lungs.

***** blood
forked tongue
love you forever.
or
til things get level again .

whatcha want,
a ****** medal?
well, ****... yeah.

when it's all settled
we won't ever
worry again.
we'll call this melancholy
something funny
we can laugh at.

exactly that.
***
Brittle Bird Apr 2015
A sea of glass eyes
plagues my waking, breathing, fault
dries my brain with salt
Day 25 of NaPoWriMo.
Ash Saveman Apr 2015
200
She says 60
I say 200

Beautiful

Waiting

Nothing

Trying again

Spiraling downwards

Pain is building

Torment

When will this end?

I just want to see her

She says 60
I say 200

I just want to tell her once more

One last time to call her mine

Beautiful

Smart

She did it

Did what I couldn't

Longing

Writing

Waiting

She says 60
I say 200

One last time

This is it

Last call

Last cry

I can't take it

Suffering

Loosing

Tears streaming

Blood oozing

I failed like always because
She is the 200
And I can't even make the 60
Mesmed Jausa Apr 2015
I WANT, or desire paved over with a crucial embolism/parking lots made to
house the homeless...
(¤)
its the chills that drown you first, alone
(¤)
A pensive futurist:
What is moving on when you don’t know where you were in the first place
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