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Tristan Brown Apr 2018
I have many problems in life
What to eat
What to wear

But my main problem
My main problem is that I Care

I care about my car
But I don't care about me
I care about my grades
But I don't care about me

I care about my parents
But I don't care about me

I love and care those I call my friend
But I don't care about me

I care
But I don't care about me

My car can't care about me
My grades don't give a **** about me

My parents have four others
To care for before me

My friends have their own life
And people to care about

And this I understand

But I don't understand
Why each and every day
I put myself through Hell
And I don't know if I'll make it back

And I do that for all these things
These people
Because I care

I care that they make it through
I care that they are alright

So I care for all of these people
But I don't care about me
Maria Apr 2018
It
There are times when I don't feel sad but I feel bad
bad enough that I question the things I have done.
As my day go on, I wish this thing could be gone.
I laugh, smile and have fun for a little while
but then I still go back to that same feeling.
Feelings that I don't know how to express, neither what to call it,
Or is it stress?
It's like somebody punch me on my chest
but the hand got stuck there and took a rest.
I wanna share this feeling but I'm afraid that no one is willing.
Same time last year when I had the same feeling
I though I was done. I moved on and worked ******* it.
But I guess it will always come back once you had it.
how sad I don't even know what to call "it".
Hannah Apr 2018
old problems used to be
keeping everything inside
never feeling anything at all

new problems are
keeping everything inside
feeling everything at once

relish in the feeling
in bursts of tears
why can't i control myself

burdens on the only person
who could ever understand
tired

body struggles to be healthy
mind nagging again
i'm not feeling well

not well
not entirely healthy
just ****** up
is it better to feel nothing or feel everything
Maria Etre Apr 2018
Drunk
left me
in a bed
shared
with the bottle
blacked out
from all
the moments
that did not
make it to
memories
Sober Day 5
b Apr 2018
" hey well, hope never dies!"



"yeah i know that's kinda been my problem recently"
Mosh Microbiomes Apr 2018
Pick up your weight, it’s time
Slog, slog, slip & slide
Convince yourself, earn the dime
Put all your time on the line

My heart is in it? I don’t know
Who cares, it has nowhere else to go
Been silent for so long now
But stop, no slowing down now

Finally getting a little satisfaction in this
Less worries, the liberation is not amiss
Picking needles & sorting them one by one
Time’s up, reality is circling back, yelling

HEY, YOU ARE QUITE ****.

But I’m still here, you’re still kicking
This **** is not getting old, it never will
You’ve emblemed me, now I’m immune
If words could heart & direct my heart
I’d still be lying in bed, with emotions & reality apart
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2018
I am so glad
Time changed your mind
You were able
To seek and find

You claim you forgot
Which is not as great
Let us drop it
Close the gate

I hope we make it
Past this looming speedbump
Over the road
It is only a lump

Let's move on
I think that is what's best
My final decision:
Put our problem to rest
An old one About a fight I got into with a close friend.
Jasmine Reid Mar 2018
I wish for freedom from all the problems that come my way,
some still haunt me from my past to this day.
They keep coming back, the same thoughts again and again.
Same problem, different day, similar night.

I don't like it.
I'm from the West side of Australia, from the beautiful down under.
But pretty land doesn't mean everything projected is true, I am trapped in this country with these people

I only wish to escape from this West Side, to spread out across the world and no longer be contained in a cage with broken, ****** and battered wings, I wish to be here and there and never look back.
But I can't do that, no because they keep coming back, again and again, why can't you just stop!?

Let me go, let my wings heal and stretch, so that I can finally learn to fly high and maybe leave this West side of Australia
if i had a dollar for every time i thought
i meant what i said, but really,
it just didn't come out at all
how i meant it to be said,
i'd be a millionaire,
and i'd just have a few ghostwriters.
-WRR
Biology gets me in trouble.
spring rolls around and I’m…
restless.

Fighting singleness
like a blanket too small
that doesn’t cover my feet.

Pull the blanket away from your face, stupid.
You’re fine.
You’re not content because you are seeing the 
problem and not the purpose.
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