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Estelline Sep 9
Immense insecurities  
Cloud my mind
Like a dark patch of fog
Leaving joy hard to find

It sticks to my eyes
I can’t see past my hands
And buzzes around me like a swarm of flies
I choke on my words
As they get covered with doubt
I cough them out
For all to see

It feels so hard
To be free
Even though it’s right in front of me
I hate myself
For thinking this way
I wish my demons
Would just walk away

I don’t want to feel
Like I’m just a drag
Like I should pack my bag
And leave, never to be seen again

Ah, who knew a little cloud
Could make the screams so loud
Here I lay while it covers me
I don’t know long it’ll be

But please don’t leave
Can you love
The broken version of me?
Zack Ripley Sep 2
I'm trying to find a girl. She hides behind tears that no one sees her cry. I think she's trapped under a mountain of insecurities and lies people have told her. If you find her, can you tell her she's loved. Wanted. Can you help her understand she's not a burden if she wants to talk to someone?
Split skin on red knuckles, the sanitiser has left its mark.
A Common-place application, a routine, like brushing ones teeth.
Scars bare the hallmarks of a damaged soul, searching for a safe solitude.
How did I get to this point?
The point of: avoiding others, hiding away, irritable behaviour. An
Introvert? Perhaps.
A word now at least I understand, as I drift into a lonely world or some single-player fantasy.
Mask on, shield down, a warrior heads into battle; to fight an invisible war. Unsure of the outcome, unsure of himself.
Not sure of anything, anymore.
A poem inspired by covid-19 events
Copyright ©️ Joshua Reece Wylie 2021
AstralPotato Jul 9
I grieve for the time of the past;
Hoping they would've last.
I grieve for the future untold;
Without you for me to hold
Standing in the middle of these innumerable insecurities..
Still waiting for those fake possibilities!!
Surrounded by all those liars!
Who pretend to be my admirers;
Feeling too low to express..
Too low to introspect!
Loosing everyone I've ever had,
Everyday things grow even bad!!
Too alone to be consoled...
Too exposed to be hated!!
Feeling soo alone,
Amidst of this mess I've created..
Far away from life!
With nothing for me to revive.

Here I'm alone with tears...
Growing silent..numb.. holding all my devastating fears!!
With this poem I've tried to put my feelings into words.. thanks for reading.
FC Azaele May 8
Mirror, Mirror
Why do I see you?
A vile creature it is,
an ugly unforeseeable future

Mirror, Mirror
O’ shattered Mirror
I look down at the pieces
And see more of it
Ugly, so ugly
Undesirable, ugly, horrid
A vile creature!

The blood is scattered
laying with the pieces too
I look down at it
and I see the body of Mine too
So frail and spindly
I could snap it in two

𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦
𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥
𝘈 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦!
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?
𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯
𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸
FC Azaele May 8
The things I write,
I find no please. I won’t lie nor dare deceive
All so blank and muted,
times passed by and the ink stain only grows and wets over,
I’ve grown so accustomed to it all
Like the tumble weeds that roll
in a circus act, no significance for deserved applause —
That’s how I see it all

The words, Christ, so irresponsibly thrown around
Some I can’t even find, despite them laying on the ground —
Blanched beauty, twisted Frames
where has my head been wondering off today?
All a shoddy word puzzle,
with no ounce of light or single
Saving grace
i wish i were normal
do normal things when i go out
being attracted to normal people
i wish the way I dress sometimes were normal
i wish for my expressions to be common,
to see the world as it truly is
to have normal dreams,
and a normal state of mind
making me a confortable person to keep around
and a perfectly normal person for being loved.
not belonging in the world ain’t fun ngl
Juno May 1
I think I like my reflection;
at least when I’m alone.
But when there’s other people to compare myself to,
I find myself avoiding reflective surfaces.
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