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Matthew Vargas Sep 2017
The rising anxiety
Flares my insecurity.
I clear my throat,
The words just
won't come out right.
And I stutter and avoid
Staring at my audience
And I bit my lip,
Remembering hours
Of memorizing my topic
Only to forget it
Right on the spot.
I gather my courage and do my best
I finish my presentation
And they clap politely
And the relief is my refuge as I sit
With something of pride in my eyes.
Pretty sure everyone cab relate to feeling really nervous while presenting a presentation
Emily Chambers Aug 2017
There was this time in middle school when
I kissed a guy and shouldn't have
And left someone and didn't tell them
Acted ****** up when I wasn't
Now I am
(It hurts so bad)
Fell in love
Destroyed myself
Contemplated, contemplate, contemplating
Cried in the high school bathroom over some guy that didn't matter
Took Tylenol without food
Never stole anything
Should've stolen something
Kept everything a secret
Didn't stand my ground
Was too forceful
Lost myself in the lost and found
Yes. Many things.
But it doesn't matter now that it's over and
Done.
I was writing a lot in a journal of mine then packed it to go to college when I wanted to put the poems in, so hey guys I'm back! Some of these will be a little depressing but it's ok it was me working out my problems I guess.
Oliver Styles Aug 2017
I watch as the rain falls down
Each drop is the slow fall of every obstacle, waiting to meet you
As I sit under shelter I see the water shade everything it desires
It takes no mercy on any prisoner it lays its eyes on
But I am protected from the rain and its sheer coldness
The stream of water on the pavement chases after my feet
But I step away, avoiding the pain
The beauty of the rain tempts me, reminding me that I am a coward
There is nothing to fear
The damp grass, cloudy sky, moist air welcome me
It wants to shower me in love
The droplets of life only want to hold me
The rain is opening its arms and inviting me into relief
I step out...
Poetic T Jul 2017
Pains gauging  
           emotions...

Looking across the room

my pain relief...
when ever in pain my wife is the antidote, just a look soothes me.
JAC Jul 2017
The sea has a way of forgiving
without apologizing for anything.
She swims far from humanity
yet she invites us in,
she pulls at our sands
and it lulls us to relief
while offering sustenance
and cold, sweet belief -
but when she wants us out,
she throws us like ships,
pieces of a hard-lost board game,
and if we try to resist her,
she takes us in,
and she apologizes,
but does not forgive us.
For my darling, the sea.

Could this be
the very sea
that carries me
from poem to poem?
Richard Jul 2017
Used to stay up till she'd fallen asleep,
Used to talk about the secrets of the universe,
Used to talk about the color of the ant.
Used to move and laugh
Used to sit together, happy in a silence.

Look at us now.

Use to fall asleep while she's up,
cause
Don't use to talk about our worries,
Don't use to talk about our interests.
Don't use to laugh at crazy nothings
Don't use to have the same happy silence.

And the crazy long kisses.

It means that you feel the same?

You are the saddest person I know.
You are the most beautiful person.
You are still the only one.

I don't know what has changed.
I don't know if it's just your sadness.
I don't know if it's me.

Would love to help you.
Would love to be here with you.
Would love to know if I still have you.

But
Do you want my help?
Do you want me to be next to you?
Do you feel like a part of me?

Life is cruel.
It's hard to live for you, I know.
It's the unknown pain for me, I know.
It feels better to be alone, I know.

But
You need to understand
That I only want to help you,
That I want to see smile on you,
That I would give the world to you,
That I'm here for you,
That I just want to be with you.

That I don't understand where are you.

I love you.
It's hard to explain, but it is right from my heart. This time I don't know how to feel about her. I have so much on my mind, it's so painful, it hurts. And pain like this, when it's kept in you for so long, needs to be released. I usually release it by drawing, but it returns every time and is stronger and stronger. So I decided to write a poem this time. Hope you will understand my feelings thanks to this.
loggi Jul 2017
I have a fear
A sense of doubt,
And I never wish
To let it out.

But in mind,
It haunts me so
Slithers about
In the darker groves.
And at moments
When I'm alone,
It sneaks on me
With its nasty hold.

It coils around my neck,
It scales the span
Of my body,
Pulling on me
Making me pale
And my body wobble.
Looks me in the eyes,
Hurts me till I cry,
I beg for relief
But I find myself
Escaping to a morbid sleep.

And before I die,
It lets me go.
Grins at me
And I know.
If I bury these things
Again it will show.
loggi Jul 2017
Deep in the forest sound
All is lost in mellow ground.
The birds don't chirp
And the leaves lay no alarm,
Deep in a place where none
Are ever harmed.

And the bark twists
In an awful way,
And the wind hisses
For travelers to go away.
Deep in a place
Of eternal stay.
Those who are brief
Never receive welcome.

All that you do,
Is never replayed.
All that you say
Gets buried in the ground.
No peeping eyes
No ears of another
Deep in the forest sound
You can let out
All that raging thunder.

A place of secrets,
Your only personal wonder.
Deep in the forest sound.
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