Gave them advice
to get through the hardships,
should've thought twice;
Ships are sinking faster now.

I'll wake up earlier than usual and for a split second, I forget what happened 24 hours ago. It seems like a blur, like it didn't happen.

But I know it did.

And I can't change that.

So I'll throw on a checkered shirt and look at myself in the mirror as I put on my key necklace and rings, looking dangerous and ready to kill.

I wonder whether or not it's worth it to button up my shirt, but I seem to like the aesthetic of looking like I'm helpless. So I leave the shirt open to seem lazy too.

But I will roll up the sleeves. I'll always roll up the sleeves. Can't risk snagging the cuffs of a good, bad, decently fashionable looking shirt.

Pick out a complimentary hat and go.

Face the day why don't you?

Because I know I'll still end up crying eventually.

And I'd rather have those shirt cuffs in tact to wipe away the pain when I do.

I've never even had a drink. So let's get drunk on poetry...

This round's on me!
drumhound Apr 20

Here's a small verse
For my Dwarf pal, Porter.
It couldn't be much shorter.

Connor Apr 18

mom
i'm sorry that i'm not the daughter you always wanted
i'm sorry that i fucking hate school and that i never told you i dropped out
i'm sorry that you still think i'm going

mom
im sorry that i let you believe my lies when i told you the rumors people were starting about me weren't true
because they were
i'm sorry that i let you think i respected my self enough to say "no"

mom
i'm sorry that i tell you i'm having a girls night in when really i'm going out and using drugs and getting drunk and waking up next to people who don't know my name
i'm sorry you think you raised me right

mom
i'm sorry that i tell you about boys asking for my numbers and taking me on dates when really i meat them off some shitty website where men swiped right on me because i look like a girl that has it all together when really i'm dying inside
i'm sorry that i already slept with him and now have to find an excuse to tell you why he doesn't fucking want me anymore just like the last one

mom
i'm sorry i wasn't the DD last night or the night before i was really the girl that woke up somewhere new with white powder under my nose again
i'm sorry i'm too hungover to make it to dinner

mom
i'm sorry that i wish i was dead every fucking day of my life and i don't have the guts to tell you i need help
i'm sorry that i let you stand up for me when your friends tell you i've gotten out of hand

mom
i'm sorry i let you think you're proud of me

I've always seem myself as
the empath,; the savior;
the bandage on the wound.

Until now, this careful heart
has set aside and ignored
that to which it's attuned.

For the savior has turned
foe, and the bandage ripped
clean off of bloodied skin.

It couldn't be chance,
nor accidental, because
I know that I'll do it again.

Miss Ana Apr 14

everyday
I reflect on what I
could have said
could have done
could have used
and everyday  
I realize that I will never stop learning
and I will never get it right
but the beautiful thing about that is
its ok.

Yelling at people in public and other things I regret.

I was not
The planet
Closest to you

No
Not even a planet

I was
A Moon,

Only
Close enough
To have been touched
By your light

You see,
As a moon
You live your life
Half in
Darkness

So you know
A super nova
When you’ve met one

The problem is
The stars that
Shine the brightest
Are the very same ones
That burn out
too soon

And now
Our atmosphere
Feels the emptiness

And we hope
That space
could create
A time warp ,

Another dimension

Where we could
Stay with you

Feel your brightness
Forever.

Please,
Starlight,

Know you were in so
Many celestial Orbits,

And we feel
Colder,
At our cores,
Without you,

Our vision
Has darkened.

You,
A constellation,
All on your own,

We have only
Your stardust memories
To hold

When our tears
Shoot like
Comets
Down our
Faces,

Thank you
For the wishes,
Starlight.

I hope to
Catch your
Light
In another sky
One day.

I figured enough time has passed that I can publish this without diverting attention from you.

You were a good man. And I'm sorry this world failed you.

You are loved.

I can only hope that one day I'll stop hurting but I don't know when that day will come. I know a lot of people don't believe teenagers when they say they have depression, those people usually believe it's just for attention or that it's a phase. Maybe even hormones. Depression is a real and very serious thing, it affects a persons whole perspective on life. They feel worthless, tired, unwanted... It goes on all day long. Some have it worse than others but these people need help, they may deny it but they need it. Depression can make the simplest of things the biggest struggle, like walking, talking, eating. You become lifeless, you lose interest in things you once loved. Not many people understand, one minute I could be okay and smiling. The next I'm lost in my thoughts, stuck in a world of pain. I know it's difficult to understand how someone feels but just be there for those you know who are not okay. I have my rock, he keeps me strong. He helps me walk, talk, and eat when I can't do it anymore. He understands. People don't need counselors or medicine, we need love and care. We need to be understood and listened to. I am not seeking attention with this post, I am simply speaking my mind. I am not looking for sympathy either, I know what I have and I live with it everyday and it makes me stronger for doing so. Thank you if you did actually read all of this, and goodnight.

Beau Scorgie Apr 6

If I could do just one thing for the people I love,
I'd bottle myself up and place it on a shelf,
just high enough to be out of reach.

Then they could love me from behind glass
the way I was meant to be.

Talia Grace Mar 24

This is a poem that is inspired by the poem Being Numb by Delta Swingline


To the girl who never stops writing:

I'm sorry

I never thought that I could be so stupid
But times change, right?
Just make sure you hold on to the other half of you
Keep the fifth though
You can make better use out of it than I ever will
Just throw on our favorite song and block out the world if you need

Don't blame yourself, and please...
Don't cry beautiful

You don't need to be sorry, I promise

To the boy who never gave up:

I'm sorry

I never thought I could be this way
The people pleaser... choosing to be selfish
Never ends well, does it?
I just hope that this will all be better in the long run
Don't let me hold you back from the greatness that you have in you

To my sister:

I'm sorry

I hope you look beautiful on your big day
Don't miss me too much, but I have to decline the invitation
The tension could kill someone
And this is your day, don't worry about me

To my parents:

I'm sorry

I've never been the one you wanted me to be
Just don't try to pry when this is all over
I will keep my mouth firmly shut as to not cause you pain

To the logical thinker:

I'm sorry

I always knew you were the smarter one
I just never thought you would be so right
Take care of my loves and treat them well
Don't let me cast a shadow over your beauty

To my coaches:

I'm sorry

You're not the only ones I'm going to disappoint
I just wish I could have given you the metal you deserved
Make sure my team mates train just as hard as they always have

To the newbies:

I'm sorry

More for one of you over the other, but still
You haven't been around long
Just try to remember me when I was happy
That's the only part you need to know
Don't worry about me too much

To myself:

I'm not sorry

You're honestly a piece of shit...
You deserve all the pain you're in
Don't let other apologize, this is your fault
Keep yourself safe, dying will be a relief

Keep quiet and keep your head down
Your pain needs to be kept inside
Don't cry you idiot
You don't deserve the relief

If you need to let it out, make sure to punch something hard
Bruise and split your knuckles for all I care
It's all your fault
You deserve this

I'll never be sorry for you
You made your choices
Now deal with them

I never meant to hurt anyone
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