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Aurianna Feb 2019
I don't know where I'm going wrong.
I do things that make me happy.
I surround myself with people who make me feel good about myself.
But, I don't feel good about myself.
I do my best to treat myself with kindness but the bad thoughts won't go away.
I have the deepest conversations with myself yet I can't even begin to express to another person exactly how I feel.
Do I feel too much?
To deeply?
Too carelessly?
I can talk about the things I've experienced but I can not communicate what it did to me.
I don't understand what I'm doing wrong,
when I'm trying everything in my capability to do right.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what I'm doing.
I'm hurting far beyond what I let people see,
I don't know where I learned that,
but I really wish I wasn't like that.
To feel everything, but absolutely nothing at all is a ******* curse.
Someday, just someday, I will be able to smile again for no reason at all.
Jennifer West Feb 2019
Hide me away
Wish I was gone
Give me a kiss
But bite my tongue

Slap away my faith
Laugh at my tears
Then hold me tight
Chase away the fear

Walk into the night
Leave me blind
So I can no longer see
How love died
Mikayla Feb 2019
Out of all the things that I could say,
Could think of,
I stayed silent.
I let the pause between our words get bigger
While the gap in our partnership grew larger.

Silence was once my best friend.
Now;
It’s my worst enemy
You told me to change.
I tried.
For you.
I succeeded.
But I still failed;
It’s always a failing battle...

You tell me to change, but you...
you are perfect.
I am the one damaged.
I am the one hurt.
But I should forget and say okay...
But it’s not okay.

Falling back down a black hole,
I dug my way of is not...
just okay...
Dredd Feb 2019
Toy
using emotion as bait
to reel and reap
for their selfish rewards
not thinking about the cost
of toying with someone's feelings.
kiran goswami Feb 2019
My dear star,
They just see you shine,
They don't realise you burn too.
Mia Thompson Feb 2019
Sure I'm Fine
                                                                                                      I'm Hurting
  Yeah, I love myself
                                                                                     I need more makeup
      I'm so over him
                                                                         I wish he was here
          My family is perfect
                                                             They're fighting again
                I'm over that phase
                                                            I still wanna die
                     Oh, I'm sorry
                                                        I'm so sorry
                            Yeah! I'll come
                                      Leave me alone
                                  See you tomorrow
         I hope I don't see tomorrow
                                             I think I'm beautiful
    I have so many flaws
                                                            I've got this
I'm losing it..
memoona kazmi Jan 2019
they say death hurts the most,
no it doesn't,
what hurt the most is,
watching your loved ones die,
in front of your eyes,
watching their soul being,
ripped apart ,
from their body,
watching them go,
while all you can do,
is just sit numb,
mourn over their death,
watching the death dance,
all around you,
showing you,
how weak you are,
how crippled you are,
at that moment we realize,
what hurts the most,
is the death of loved one
Broadsky Jan 2019
I stayed out late
I burned my throat with smoke and stumbled over sidewalk cracks. I woke up in pain and tears but I always cracked another beer. I said "i'm great! How are you?" With the most convincing of smiles and the sweetest honey suckle laugh, I almost felt high hiding behind this mask. I feel as if there's a big secret and I'm the last to know. Our friends are older now, some even have kids to watch grow. I wonder where we'll fall in line, or if we'll continue to dance over it like we have for years; i wish we could sway to a different tune
I miss you
md Jan 2019
It’s me, the one nerd
Yes, who you used to throw your
hand made paper planes when I was concentrated in the books,
then pass your homework like I was your personal tutor
And made me cry on my way
back to home

It’s me, the fat
Yes, who you did not consider for cheerleading team just
because I was out of shape
And made me cry on my way
back to home

It’s me, the gay
Yes, who you used to beat up in the locker room for being
attracted to the same gender.
And made me cry on my way
back to home.

It’s me, the differently abled
Yes, who you used to punch,
slap, toss
anytime you wanted to do so.
And made me cry on my way
back to home


Listen to this, bully
It came to our mind, many times
to **** ourselves
because of the humiliation and the pain. but at our home door, we stood,
wiped the tears
because can’t show mama
that we were weak
and dad that we couldn’t stand for ourselves.

we did survive through, alive
but with remarks and scars
and with a shattered heart
-ache
Bullying is very bad.
Please don’t hurt other people.
Be kind to everyone.
Lieke Jan 2019
I want to punch you 'till you bleed
twist you bones 'till they snap
vacuum the remainders of your heart
then squeeze your veins 'till you no longer


But when the starting gun is fired
I am stopped by gravity
pulling me back
humanising this creature dressed as you
solidifying the sea of hatred a mile tall


The more I fight
the more I cry
each drop that splashes on the ground
is a piece of my heart
sweating
           sweating
                       for all the creatures in this world.
7 July, 2018
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