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Jace Apr 25
Over and under, get out of the way, wait for instruction, don’t question this game.

In and out, get over yourself, wait for the final blow, don’t dispute this result.

Far and near, hide away, follow the rules for someone else’s gain

Here or there, breaking out, rebel against the system, give us a shout

Yes or no, not a question, hate their prejudice, protest the oppression

Loud or quiet, take away the pain, yell obscenities, give us a name

Peace or violence, again not a question, it’s for the message, not the aggression

Responsibility or blame, it’s not our fault, we fight back,  it’s for us to reclaim

Forgive or revenge, neither just change, we wait for the moment, freedom-uncaged
Take this however you want. if it’s about black lives matter and racism then it is. If it’s about homophobia then it is. If it’s about climate change then it is. If it’s about antisemitism then it is. If it’s about islamophobia then it is. If it’s about ableism then it is. It’s about any oppression you face (unless you’re a ignorant person who thinks A. The gay agenda exists/it’s going to hurt you B. You think reverse sexism is a thing C. You think reverse racism is a thing D. You think mental health issues don’t exist E. You think climate change doesn’t exists.-if I’ve missed anything let me know :D). Get read to break out-I wish you luck


I’m interested to know what it’s about for you-let me know
Melanin shields my body
From the harsh
Ever present sun above;
Granting me assurance
Anytime i catch her rays
That cancer, shall
Not prevail over me.

My covering
Halts my youth
From crumbling,
Compelling all
To speculate my age.

Europe's offsprings;
Do not gaze at my blackness
With contempt,
Nor caste judgment on 
Me when a lover of trouble with
My complexion goes forth
Stirring trouble,
For all ethnicities
House impurities.
Leah Carr Nov 2020
If I asked you to name
a phobia
the first thing that would come into your mind
would probably be
arachnophobia
- fear of spiders
or claustrophobia
- fear of confined spaces
Am I right?

If I asked you what you're
biggest fear is
you would probably say
something like
snakes
or heights
or needles.
Am I right?

But fear is not only like that.
Fear doesn't have to be
around a specific object
or animal
or concept.
Fear goes deeper than that.
It eats away at your core
Even if your only fear is of
one
harmless
thing.

Or person.

Or friend.
I had the idea for this poem after a long conversation with my friend last night about our relationship and my fears.
Lewis Wyn Davies Sep 2020
There's a spike housed
in this stomach lining

a hideous beast
cracking knuckles

a snake curling
in circles

flush them out
with cups of water

leave them starved
like mediocre starters

avoid all
sudden
movement

block each hole
that could let
a sense explode

and pray to God
the grenade
is just a dud.
Poem #7 from my collection 'A Shropshire Grad' attempts to describe my emetophobia - the fear of *****.
Trixie Limasa Aug 2020
Inside the room,
That surrounded by the gloom,
I find myself exposed,
Covered by duvet with my eyes closed,
Looking for some comfort,
That I, myself hard to resort.

Every time I stand in front of the crowd,
My mind succumbed by familiar tremors and doubt,
Eyes that full of judgment, I want out,
Heart pounding fast and a mental block,
I anticipate the time would stop.

Anxiety, the word that I always felt,
Even I cannot dealt,
Uncomfortable to socialize,
It suppresses me to vocalize,
It makes me immobilize,
Then I recognized,
Social Anxiety, I realized.

Having a Social Anxiety feels like you are in a box,
Trapped by oneself, tightly sealed, and locked.
Unable to free myself because it makes me terrified,
Lack of confidence, courage, I clarified.

Think about the people inside the box,
Carrying the feelings that there is no way out,
Sooner or later they will build a wall as a blocked,
that surrounded by nothing but the dark,
make themselves isolated, separated, and locked.

I finally realize what is with the box,
It is some façade formed as a rock,
excluding them from connection,
As the box designed as protection,
That the people inside it thinks there is no direction,
But I believe we can use it to make you a better person.

Social Anxiety prevents you from being who you are,
A person who should shine so bright like a star,
So dear, do not be shy,
I know someday you will soar high and fly,
With the dreams of yours held up high,
Standing in front of the ear-splitting crowd,
Saying the word “I overcome it!”, as you shout,
“I am anxiety free!” with pride.

Always remember that you are loved,
Maybe not by everyone but the people that you surround,
you are a diamond that certain people found,
the successful end game is bound.

People with no experience of anxiety,
Can say that it just a minor issue entirely,
But no one realized that it is the society,
Society is the reason why there is anxiety,
On the contrary, if people start to have empathy,
Maybe there is a future in society.

Having social anxiety is not easy,
it makes you feel queasy,
it *****,
people who have it mostly to be vulnerable as ****,
so, if you know some people who have experienced it,
Please help them conquer it.
Too long for a short patience like me :)) but please take time to read it
Yohan Aug 2020
‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the wretching sight of the unseen‬
‪the eerie noises that come within,‬

‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the endless maze of the colorless‬
‪absorbing every bit of light,‬

‪I'm afraid of the dark,‬
‪the hollowness of the boxed halls‬
‪begins to tighten once inside,‬

‪My mind‬
Tweeted this today
aphotic blue May 2020
𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑑 
𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒
𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑘𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒
𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒.

𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡
𝑖𝑡 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡
𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡
𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑠.

𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦
𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ, 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦
𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠, 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑦.
𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦.

𝑆𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤, ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑
𝐼'𝑚 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑
𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒
𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒.
Kvothe Apr 2020
A clipped voice,
slips noise-
lessly
into
the fray.

Yellow
and shaky.
Bland, I know.
I hate to
Say.

Butterfly
in a storm,
normally deep.
I crack,
lacking wingspan.

Headcave retreat.
Feet save
my mouth.
Because the wrong
thing ran.
How public speaking feels
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