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I'm cast into blue icy depths,
Those eyes of yours and mine had met,
A hardened hate is what I felt
But I don't know of damage dealt

With you I had not a squabble
When we first met your affections toppled!
If I may,
then I will guess
He fed you lies
Must be the reason for those freezing eyes

I’d love to tell you how
                                 I thought
It went to hell
But you two wander off.

I'm pulled out of the frozen waves,
Into suburbs
Where we all live
Your kids come over every other
Day to play with mine

A jostle and I'm back again
Watching your backs walk fast again,

I wish we had a different fate,
But I see now, your hearts are hard,
My character must have been flawed

It is of no effect to me,
Cause if ever a time were to arise,
Or God decides there will be rain,
For you two,
I hope to be near
So that I may hear all your tears,
Stop
As aid comes around
But you will not know from whom,
And I'll leave without a sound.
Gasping for air, in this world of despair,

where those who say they’ll help you, just stand back and stare.

They say be “yourself there's nothing better these days”

then you show a bit of color and they say ” oh but darling, your the wrong shade.”

the land of opportunity, is what they proclaim.

Everybody’s welcome, just stay in your own lane.

Don't speak up about injustices,

don't try and fight this game,

those who own this place will make a law to take you away.

They’ll spin some kind of story,

they’ll say your sabotaging this place,

but as soon as they need those votes,

they’ll state they want you to stay.

“We are all one in the same”,

is what they always say,

but then they get that crown,

and there big head gets in the way.

We all need each other to get ahead in this game,

instead of fighting one another,

lets start by being kind and make this world a better place to stay.
MisterSleep Jan 2016
Leaving for the wrong
reasons can be called failure.
Dawn won't be enough.

Helping is hard when
there's ******* in the ether.
Frost clings stubbornly.

People in groups of
more than two will probably
cause pain, hurt- darkness.

I want to be, not
like every other person,
like sweet rain drops.
Pauline Morris Jan 2016
I welcome the company
In this unending sea
Of loathing and misery

I hate to hear you suffer too
But a lot of us do
We need each other to get through

No need to suffer in silence
This is no science
We live on in defiance

Of a world that's beat us down
Left a lot of us cowering on the ground
But look we're still around

Hear my souls song
It's sad and it's long
But still I crawl and go on

I know you can too I'm much weaker than you
Together we can get through
It's the best we can do

One day at a time
Making sense of what doesn't rhyme
Always something out of line

It's more than feeling blue
It just munchs and chews
It's an agony eating right through

Till on the inside your hollow
All that's left is the sorrow
Just trying to hold on till tomorrow

Dangling over that cliff by your fingertips
Over life you constantly trip
As your insides rip

I know how it is, I suffer the same
Sometimes there is no reason for the rain
That's when you feel you'll never be sane

The darkness comes out of the blue
It never leaves you a clue
But you know that's nothing new

It's better when there's a trigger
At lest it gives you something to consider
That way you know which way to set your sail's rigger

Sleepless night's are the worse
As the waves of sorrow you try to transverse
That leaves you feeling like your living under a curse

We can tread these waters together
We can hold on to each other whenever
The pain gets to much to measure
"Why does life hurt so badly?" you asked.
And I needed a while to think before I answered...

Because you can't be cheered up until you've been sad
you can't be healed until you've been hurt
you can't wipe the tears away before you cry them
you can't rise until you've fallen
you can't learn until you make mistakes
and you can't have good without the bad.

And it's going to hurt,
But it will get better.
*It will always get better
i was talking to my girlfriend last night when she asked me that, so this was my reply
if i had one wish to be granted,
i'd wish i could go back in time
to when you didn't hurt yourself
so i could offer you a hand
and a word of advice
"don't go down that road
because it's hard to travel
and even harder to go back"
i'm sorry you ever started self harming in the first place and i wish it had never happened
would it be selfish of me to say
          *i can't help...
     i hurt too much
SøułSurvivør Dec 2015
are often there
to comment on
your woes and cares.

they are steady
as a rock
they are there
when you need to talk

they don't just write
they care to read
they relate
to your silent need

they will go
where your voice goes
be it Neruda
or be it Poe

they know to
pause when
you need a break
sometimes our
sanity's at stake

they will relate
on the site
offer help thru
lows and heights

they won't break
only bend
they don't need
daily or trend

they are THERE.

YOUR POETFRIEND.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/2/2015
I know I have not
been on the site in a while
Please be patient with me
I am being a good daughter
and helping to care for my parents.
I will be reading more
as I have left off doing some things
that were actually unhealthy for me

I LOVE YOU
You ARE important to me!

♡ Cathy
Celeste Nov 2015
America is beyond blessed
yet we are willing to confess
how there are thousands of soldiers
and other cultures
who have nothing to eat
But we don't realize the way we treat
This rapidly growing problem
A reason why we have fallen
So far away from a place
Of mercy and grace
We continue to argue about those poor people
are we complete fools?
Actually do something
Help others rise from nothing
Instead of bathing in your luxurious ways
begin to pave
what will be the road for a new society
which will start a revolution
Of the ones who find a solution
to the disgusting amount of poverty
Lets not do this moderately
Lets make a difference now
Because true love is how
We can assist
Something we need to not resist
Stop debating who's right or wrong
Because that won't change what's been happening all along
End hunger everywhere
Because were more than capable to share.
Stop thinking of yourself
Start to help.
America is so blessed. I witnessed a debate about if we should help Syrian refugees. People argued their points that we need to help the poor in the U.S first. But who is actually doing something. People have no food. But we "NEED" the newest iPhone and a sports car and super expensive shoes.Lets be the generation to do something.
I get tired of a lot of things
But i don't get tired of reconnecting heart strings
With my words
And i don't get tired of helping the broken become fixed
That's what i'm mostly fixated on.
Helping the wounded heal and the runners steal
To third base and to home
Not away from it.
I'm on a writing roll tonight.
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