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Brett Palmero Mar 2017
It's easy to forget
That there's good in the world
When all we're shown is the problems

It's easy to realize
There's evil in the world
When we're taught only to fight it

It's easy to ignore
That enemies are people too
When we paint them as monsters

It's easy to pretend
Like what we're doing is good
When we think we're always right

It's hard to remember
That to bring people together
You need to learn to love them
Isaac / Ben
Pauline Morris Feb 2017
There are monsters all around my dear
Let me make myself perfectly clear

They live on the land, they live on the sea
There's two for you, three for me

There's no escape, no place to hide
It's a slippery *****, you can feel the slide

If your not careful they'll get inside
That's when you'll wish you would of died

©Pauline Russell
Rebel Heart Feb 2017
In a room full of people
Yet I'm so empty inside
So tired of putting on these masks
With nowhere to hide

Under my bed
in the midst of the night
my demons run loose
and keep me up with fright

I'm constantly running
Away from myself
Screaming, shouting, crying
For anyone to help

And as the sun rises
I've survived another day
Still clinging on to the hope
That this will all go away
Short version of the poem that inspired my new song
Beatriz M Feb 2017
The city's behind me.
I run as fast as I can
As I get into my forest
Escaping from the monsters
That are chasing me.
I look for a place to hide
At this empty, cold life
I'm one step beyond
My own salvation
And one step ahead
My fears
I hear whispers in the dark
From desolated souls
That were not able to come back
From their hiding place
That couldn't survive
The monsters in this world.
I must do that
*I must fight.
Lux Falls Feb 2017
Being an adult is realising the monsters under your bed are nothing compared to the ones in your head.
Rebel Heart Feb 2017
I'm slipping away again
Deep into the unknown
Into this dark void of nothingness
Where my true colors are shown

In this valley of dark shadows
Dark monsters reign from the past
Stuck within a world of my own demons
I don't know how long I'll be able to last.

I thought I finally had a home
Somewhere I belonged and cared
But I guess that was an illusion too
Along with the life I thought we shared

And I'm just wandering these empty alleys
Hiding from the monsters inside
They'll hunt me down and tear me apart
Till I have nothing left but pride

Pride that I didn't give in
Somehow I survived another day
I managed to watch another sunset
Wishing my problems would just go away

When you think everyday is your last
That these demons will finally **** you
Then what's left to live for in this world?
Besides the broken pieces of what we once knew...

But I can't show you what hides behind
my mirage of this rainbow of hopeful colors.
The color red bleeds on my skin
While black and grey everything covers

Because I breathe in nothing but ashes
And the shadows of what once used to be
I'm stuck between a valley of empty promises
Behind this illusion I put out for you to see

In truth, I'm just a broken girl
Simply too weak to survive
Yet there's nothing more I can possibly do
Then put on a plastic smile and hide.

Because though I seem to be just fine
My true colors are bleeding through
They pop up on my skin,
Colors red, black and blue.
And when I'm running from my demons
My only thought is of you
Seeing another day would've been easier
If only you just knew.
This one's long but I started writing it in class today and couldn't stop. Just emotions from everything going on this past week just flowed out into so many strings of random thoughts/poetry. This poem was one of the many I wrote today (the least depressing one) and I guess I just need some bit of hope to hold on to for a while. The 'you' in this story isn't one but multiple people, which goes to remind you all you need is just one person to come up and tell you everything is going to be alright. I'm just so tired of that one person always having to be myself
Atlas Jan 2017
I remembered something you once told me
At 3 am, its the time you are most vulnerable
You said "you are the strongest person I know"
I didn't believe you until you were gone
And now I say those words as if they are a spell that will save my soul

And I feel safest when I'm smaller than I should be
Tucked away under covers, or in bedroom closets
Trying to escape my monsters
But the monsters hid within me
Life can be a little overwhelming at times
And it doesn't help when the people around me
End up being monsters too
tc Jan 2017
it's a melancholy sadness and it grips hold of my joints with steel chains and i am bolted
bound to internal torment like a sadist playing sadist tricks oh i am bemused
wrap me in cotton wool and sing to me
nursery rhymes or tragic blackened symphonies
melancholy melodies / mad and misused
play the piano on my ribcage and sing your sadist tunes
this little rib went crack crack crack
everything in the room faded to black, black, black
what a bitter hymn oh and there is nothing holy about this
beetroot is red because you beat the root of me dead so tell me
where is your god?
i think i set him on fire with the acid in my chest
my blood is scathing / possessed
i drew a cross on his forehead with what i had left
monsters are manufactured; a product, you see
a deformed social escapee
non-conformist unmoral idiosyncrasies

laboratory rats

setting the world on fire with gasoline and dynamite
study the ill mind of a structureless parasite
understand that monsters are manufactured,
and they were once
just like you
THEY'RE EVERYWHERE
Mio Seanachaidh Jan 2017
Yes, monsters are real and do exist!

Each day our actions and choices in life tells the world on whether we are human or animal

An intelligent rational being or mindless raging beast

Which are you?
Choices and Decisions
Eliza Lindsey Jan 2017
It's me who is my enemy,
Me who beats me up,
Me who makes the monsters,
Me who strips my confidence.
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