#hiding poems on Hello Poetry

Izan Almira 7d

Bandages

"Brave”, “strong”, “decisive”.
You use these words to describe me,
in an attempt to console me.
Unaware that they are nothing more
than bandages covering my flaws to me.

Straps of fabric surrounding my scars,
hoping that if I can’t see them,
I’ll be able to forget them.

#bandages #compliments #lies #hiding #lying

PhantomDreamer Mar 26

Apocalypse Dreams

I dream
of the apocalypse
long for it
fantasize daily
of what it would be like

the world as we know it
ending
never to be the same again

the pain of lost nostalgia
society crumbling
a fresh start

I long to see human nature
stripped down to animal form
raw fury
primal instincts

we would all be killers
wild and desperate
so focused on survival
we'd forget about all the petty things that used to matter

everything would be different
no one would have to hide anymore
I WOULDN'T HAVE TO HIDE ANYMORE!
we could succumb to it
the darkness
the Monster

it wouldn't matter
the demons that plague you
who you love
who you are
all your deepest
darkest
secrets
suddenly simply methods of survival

I would survive, I think
we would
alone
together
just fighting zombies

let's be honest:
they aren't that bad anyway

someday, society would be reborn
a new one
post-apocalyptic
we would go back to what we once were
creatures of the night
of blood and beauty

but for a while, nothing but
anarchy
lawlessness
pure desperate survival
where nothing matters
and everything goes

I dream
of the apocalypse

It would be so much... easier, don't you think?

#apocalypse #zombieapocalypse #za #dreaming #daydreaming #monster #metamorphosis #aliisempervincemus #longing #hiding

Aaron Beedle Mar 25

We, The People

I don't care what other people think,
the only opinion I need is my own.
And I form it in the echo chambers
of my cold and lonely home.

I don't trust what other people say.
I've been hurt by everyone I've known.
People are mostly out for themselves.
I'm better off working alone.

People don't listen when I talk.
Don't hear my dreams and fears.
And when I share the things I think,
people often disappear.

And when I give a friend advice
and they don't do what I say,
well how can I help my friends through life?
I don't know another way.

People and I have nothing in common.
They don't understand my pain.
I used to want people around me,
but now I just move away.

Please feel free to leave some critical feedback on the poem.

About: People exhibiting the same behaviours that they criticise in others, and how this makes them sad.

#society #sociology #lonliness #trauma #growth #observation #friends #hiding

PhantomDreamer Mar 15

Is it finally over?

Is it finally over?
Living in fear
Of those I am supposed to trust
Breaking free of the cage
The latest prophesy reoccurring
I wondered what it meant
Could it just be a change in mindset?

Is it finally over?
Hiding who I truly am
Who WE truly are
Masking
Pretending
To be whole, to be one

Is it finally over?
Fearing we will have to hide forever
Wondering if anyone will ever believe us
Wondering if anyone will ever care

Was it a misunderstanding all along?
Were we isolating ourselves without reason
Believing it will be not different than the other times
Are they finally ready to listen?

Hope is a cruel thing
Please don’t hurt us again

Turns out we didn’t have to hide. They want to talk about it. I’m both petrified and elated. It’s not going to be like I hope it will. It never is. But we’re so, so tired of pretending

#theothers #aliisempervincemus #pretending #hiding #masking #sickofhiding #plural #isitover #isolation #love

PhantomDreamer Mar 15

Masks

No one is as they seem
We all hide behind intricate masks
Carefully crafted
Rarely cracking
Concealing the truth that lies behind the eyes

#masks #mask #hiding

Lynn Mar 14

What a Perfect Failure

She smiles because she's your go-to child
The one that gets all the praise
The one who accepts all your rage
Even as she's growing
You won't ever know it
Because hormones are bad
And mood-swings won't ever be had
Even though she hates it
She smiles as she fakes it
Her facade or innocence
Is quite actually painfully brilliant
She has everyone around her finger
Though the tightness of it always stings her
She smiles as she's called sweet
Kind and lovely
Smart and hardworking
Honest and trustworthy
Strong and preserving
Beautiful and genuine
Because she's not she's
Mean and unlikeable
Dumb and lazy
A liar and unhonest
Ugly and fake
But somehow no one sees
Her broken and horrid self
Through her sickly sweet
Kind and innocent
Full of joy and love
Fake facade

#facade #perfectionism #fake #mask #selfdoubt #failure #expectations #identity #pressure #hiding

Aurora Mar 12

Run

If you find yourself
feeling your wounds
or trying on old clothes-
you should run.

If you find yourself wandering
around the halls of your dusty heart-
you should redirect
your attention to more pressing matters.

If your brain is stumbling
through fields of poppies
and you find yourself
reveling-
you should hit the eject button.

Exploring the kaleidoscope of human emotion
is illegal under federal law.
Watering your own self,
potted plant that you are,
is a waste of company time.

Just
parachute away from the place
where your nerve endings tingle
and get back on the wheel.

Clock is ticking.
Don’t you have better things to do?

5 minute stream of consciousness babble

#feelings #hiding #machine

Abbott J Hardison Feb 21

Record Store

I write music in the record store,
I'll use their piano to pen the tune.
They won't find me,
I'm good at hiding,
So someday my record will be sold there.

We kiss in the record store,
To the sound of men making music.
They won't find us,
We're good at quiet love,
So someday we'll kiss to the men playing my record.

Had my double date yesterday, it went great!

#love #dates #music #records #stores #hiding

PhantomDreamer Jan 30

Paper, Stone, Light

A girl, made of paper
She blows in the wind
All her thoughts, written on her pages
Creative and calm and curious and careful
She sings, shyly, softly
In the middle of the night
She doesn't want to be heard
She wants to be heard

A girl, made of stone
She stands steady in the storm
Her face, emotionless, expressionless
Strong and stony and stoic and silent
She writes, fluidly, fearfully
In the middle of the night
She doesn't want to be seen
She wants to be seen

A girl, made of light
She shines in the dark
Love glistens in her eyes
Luminous and loving and lighthearted and loyal
She glows, boldly, beautifully
in the middle of the night
She doesn't fear being seen
She doesn't fear being heard

Girls made of paper
And girls made of stone
Hurt too many times by those who claim to care
Hiding from the world no longer
Girl made of light
Hope is her name
Burns like a spark in their hearts in the night
Whispering softly, gently
It's ok to be seen
It's ok to be heard

Found this SUPER old poem, pretty sure I was 12 when I wrote this. Randomly unearthed it when going through a box of old stuff (I'm a bit of a hoarder), and decided it wasn't terrible.

#paper #stone #hiding #afraid #hurt #hope #light

ȧ ų ǥ ų ṣ ⱦ Jan 8

fitting in

i never seem
to be able to

to be able to
be
accepted

to be able to
belong

but
fitting in
is

different than
belonging

molding yourself
Into the
neatly
labelled
boxes
life sets out for us

to fit in

becoming what people want from you

hiding your
true self.
hiding behind a mask

hiding yourself

fitting in.

lil one today

#masking #hiding #help #ihatemyself