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rosecoloredpoet Apr 2018
I need a life vest
Please put it on my chest
keep me floating above the water
Make me feel like I matter

I'm slowly drowning
reconcieled to the fate that's awaiting me
I feel my lungs shrinking
as the oxygen is leaving them
The gravity is pulling me

Deeper

Bubbles are rising from my mouth up to the surface
I'm getting coloser to the bottom of the dark blue sea
Closer to be freed of my curses that have been always tying me

Monster are living down there
maybe I've finnaly found a place where I belong
Somewhere where there's no air
Where nobody will think I'm wrong

Wave of numbness washes over my body
As I close my eyes for the last time
...
Wilder Mar 2018
Why do I come here,
Day
After
Day
Soak my worries into these healing poems
Dive into someone else's heartbreak
Cry with them
Swim though a tangle of truth written by a nobody
You aren't a nobody anymore
This is a haven, a sanctuary of hope
For all these wandering poets
Wandering through heartbreak
Lies, truth
Death, life
Hurt, healed
So, ask me, why am I here?
Aren't you here for the same reason?
hannah Feb 2018
Nobody really cares
If they cared then they would say someting
however they stay quite
and watch my slowly die inside
all they have ever said is that I could handle it
well guess what
I CAN'T HANDLE IT ANYMORE
Noah A Mar 2018
Nobody understands you
I want to know
Why you ****
The pain you cause
You make warriors fall to their knees
Everybody worships you
You haunt nightmares
You are an evil sorcerer
Your prison locks away the forgotten
In a place where
Creativity, imagination, and color
They do not exist
They are not welcome

I hate you Death
You have taken from me
You thief!
You are evil
You torture my mind
My body screams for the pain to stop
You **** me from the inside out
You possess my thoughts
There is nothing worse
You filthy liar!  You cheater!
I hope you suffer beyond belief!
I hate you, Death

And yet,
Without you
There would still be pain
Sorrow
Torture
You end all that
With one movement
What is worse than death?
Many, many are worse than Death
You may be a devil, Death
I will never understand you
But
You have helped me through life
And when it is my time to end
I will do it willingly
Thank you, Death
Seazy Inkwell May 2017
In go the stabs to my synthetic skin.
Sew my eyes,
recreate them with the charm of Rumpelstiltskin’s tricks.
Stitch my lips,
Color them with the scarlet of Snow White’s cursed apple.
Snip my hairs,
String together the golden threads of Rapunzel’s deathly charm.
Stuff my *******,
Fill them with the ingredients of witches’ wildest fantasies.
Mold my legs,
Fit them in for the glasswork of Cinderella shoes.
Tattoo my heart,
make each beat a praiseworthy beauty.
A poem about plastic surgery and standardized beauty.
RebelGirl Mar 2018
i run home once again broken hearted
school was horrible as always
i get made fun of for my face
my arms my size having no chest
being too small
having too many questions
not being nice to anyone
now that one has me laughing
ever scince i came to this school
none of you were ever nice to me
what makes you think i would be nice to you
my middle school experiance guys it does get a little bit better
Phoenix Feb 2018
You told me nobody wants you.
When did that happen?
I want you,
but I don’t see where I became
“nobody”.
I mean,
in my eyes I’m somebody.
In my eyes I’m somebody
likable and funny…
but I am pretty stupid.
And I mess up a lot.
But I am definitely not
“nobody”.
So when you tell me that nobody wants you, that-
that hurts!
Cause I don’t see how you can say that when someone is there
looking out for you every day,
because they care about you very,
very much.
I am not
“nobody”
so never say nobody wants you.
Because I want you.
And I’ll fight for you every day,
just say the word.
I think about you every day,
I wonder how you’re doing because I-
I can’t be there with you
all the time!
But that doesn’t mean I’m
“nobody”.
This is a poem I wrote for my friends, but it's also a vent.
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