mjd 3h

I complain about your silence
but I do not know the truth,
at least the full essence.
You won't tell me why,
what secrets do you have?
What do they have to hide?
Even from your friend?
I feel like the world knows already.
You make me worry.

Scarlet Keiller Apr 14

Somehow, he took away my mind
and now I'm drowning in my heart
because there is nowhere else
for me to hide.

~~ This happiness hurts but the hurt is inspiring. ~~
Arcassin B Apr 14

By Arcassin Burnham

For you..
i'll go.
Your way, and,
my hopes, come crashing in,
want you.. to know, that,
matter.. to somebody,

the quiet girl,
in a cold world,
in a group home,
with a bunch of mean girls,
not lady-like,
but you were a pearl,

tending to your lonesome's guilt,
everything is not beauty and made of silk,
but the only boy you ever loved since kindergarten gave
you the slip,
Meanwhile i was lost,
until i saw you,
what you do is real,
like a human's point of view,
hail the quiet one,
she will reign supreme,
For the bullshit you've been through,
You deserve to be a queen,
with the throne and all of its wonders,
trying to find some purpose for the summer,
its just the way you talk that makes me concerned,
hurting and sitting in rain and thunder,
but i was always, i was always here...

For you..
i'll go.
Your way, and,
my hopes, come crashing in,
want you.. to know, that,
matter.. to somebody,

talking to you and making jokes and knowing your worth,
swear it can't be compared,
loosening my attention like the shy kid that only
appears when no one is there,
give me permission , wait on my opinion just so you
could feel good about yourself,
feeling like you will always be alone in a cold world,
that's not good for your health.

Scarlet Keiller Apr 11

Somewhere within me
lies a girl, but this face is
just cracked plaster.

~~ They thought they were renovating me. Turns out, it was a burial. ~~
Izzy Apr 4

Growing up
I was indirectly taught to hide my feelings
I was told she was doing it for attention
     "It's easier to ignore the situation than stop her"
I was told not to give her the satisfaction
I was told she would stop if I ignored her long enough
I believed my mother didn't care
       I was 8

I stopped showing my emotions
I stopped showing my annoyance
                                  my displeasure
I stopped caring
I became reclusive
I hid
I caged my words
      I was 12

Writing became my safe haven
Ink bleeding from my fingers
My words were all I had
My soul stayed hidden between the pages of my notebook along with my words
     I was 13

My sister died and it was in a counseling session that my mother realized her mistake
One I had forgiven her for years ago
     I was 15

If there was anything I learned it was that my words are mine and mine only

Anger take me somewhere new,
Somewhere I've never been;
It could be to apologize
Or to lose another friend.
'Cause you sure as hell ain't one to me,
You're nothing but a pain;
Anger, hit the road, you ass-
May we never meet again.
For Anger makes a fool of me,
Makes me see red in a whole new hue;
Robs me of my logic-mind,
Makes me say what isnt true.
I can't always lock you up,
And stuff you out of sight;
But I can choose
When it's time for you
To be released into the fight.
For you are not my master,
And you are not my friend;
You may burst into flames one day,
But I'll just put you out again.

Druzzayne Rika Mar 27

How to hide ,
that I cried ,
when I am red-eyed?

WorldWalker Mar 23

There are things in her life she tries to hide,
things set in an off-white color to the otherwise pristine pigment that coats her existence
Things she knows people would look at her differently for
So she laughs along to teasing jokes,
paints herself in all colors,
allows herself to be the butt of jokes,
lets people think what they want
Because behind the layer of forced complacency,
is a dichotomy of love and hate,
the feeling of a world being shattered and rebuilt in a single second
She is wild and chaotic at her core
Black paint mixed with gold and red and fire and brimstone until it’s more than the sum of its parts
Once you know her secrets, she is different
Once you know her secrets, she is gone
You will never see the girl with the pristine coat again

Danielle L Cook Mar 22

If I told you about everything,
  all the truth kept locked inside
If I made you a promise that
  forbade me to lie
I'd tell you how fucked up I am,
  of the thoughts I keep at bay
I'd show you all the scars I've made,
  then I'd run away
If I couldn't hide myself behind
  my broken shades
There would be no point in living,
  my life driven by my shame

I'm going to reflect on this
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