#parties poems on Hello Poetry

Nick Moser Apr 2016

There are some people out there that have wanted to **** themselves for some time now.
And there are some who have bled blood from their bodies to drown out the tears.

There are some people out there who were once the brave ones.
The cool kids.
The strong warriors.

These people, they were once dreamers.
Who are now haunted by nightmares.

These people, they were once believers.
Who are now wearing the handprint of life bitchslapping them in the face.

These people, they were once fearless.
And now fear is the only thing they want less of.

But these people, they haven’t given up yet.

These people fight every day to better themselves.
They fight to be strong once again.

These people haven’t ended it all, even though they feel like the world is pushing them to.
They haven’t given up.
They haven’ killed themselves.

But that’s not something you can brag about at fancy parties.

Brag, you believers.

#suicide #depression #hope #brave #killing #parties #dreamers #warriors #fancy #believers

W Winchester Mar 2016

Party Favours

I remember walking in,
taking a shot
and taking off my clothes

I remember being the first one in the pool.
I remember him asking if I was
"just going to hang out in a wet bikini
for the rest of the night"
I remember telling him yes
and him responding
"I am more than okay with that."

I remember playing never have I ever
and losing within the first five minutes
I remember a group of boys chanting
at me and Emily to "kiss! kiss! kiss! kiss!"

I remember playing beer pong
with ***** instead

I remember checking the time
and not giving a **** about
going home

I remember a baby-faced boy
who'd never been kissed

I remember him asking me "Wanna makeout?"
I remember saying yes, I remember following him
to the tennis courts and taking off my bikini
I remember getting on my knees,
but let's say I don't remember
what happened next

Kind of felt like a fever dream/ I also feel like if you're following me you should know that I've never published a poem about the same man twice.

#*** #parties #sorority #fratparties

Chase Graham Feb 2016

wish they didn't

Alone with other people.
proximity killing heros.
I needed help but couldn't call you.
these people don't seem exciting.
how do I find someone more
like you.
writing poems didn't do much.
"socialize, get out more"
you say your mother doesn't like this
I say broken dreams reflect guilt
and loneliness needs an empty room.
Stop
when I make a point.
These things take time
but I wish wish they didn't

#love #sadness #guilt #loneliness #parties

Emily Jan 2016

Books Over Looks

In books I get lost
I buy more no matter the cost
I'm addicted to the feeling
because the thrill is a sort of healing
for me at least
It's exhilarating to discover the next beast
lost in another world
yet still in my chair, body warm and curled.
Parties go unattended
and I hope they don't get offended
that I prefer books
over looks.

For the book lovers out there!

#lost #feeling #healing #books #parties #looks #unattended #exhilirating

Tabitha Jan 2016

All that I needed

All the sleepless nights,
All the time wasted,
All the that I thought I needed,
To makeout or kiss,
This is what you wanted,
Partying,
going wild,
But life for you was always better 'mild',
Calm,
Collected,
Introspective thoughts and emotions,
What happens when you've lost it all?
Hope and faith,
Eyes fill with tears cause in the end,
Between the parties and the laughs,
All that was lost,
All that was missing,
All that you ever wanted,
All that I needed was
To figure out who I am.
My identity.

Struggle to find yourself, and identity at parties, while still maintaining values.

#life #i #am #who #identity #parties