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دema Aug 12
my heart’s so fragile;
i’m afraid to give it away,

all that’s left of me is
a sarcastic personality,
and even that is
starting to fade.
Chay Aug 7
When I was a wee little 8th grader,
I was so excited for highschool.
I was ready for the next step in life.
But now that Im older, I know that I couldnt have been more wrong.
The summer after that 8th grade year,
I lost everyone I had loved.
Including myself.
I was then thrown into this huge whirlwind of teen agnst and juuls pods.
Im supposedly experiencing the best years of my life.
But how am I supposed to experience life
When by now, Im barely alive?
Life is tough stuff guys
Carmen Jane Jul 24
Unpainted colors dilute on my brain
They swell in rivers when it starts to rain
To travel them ,at first, I am afraid
As from my fears, I can't evade

On those rivers, with a faithful heart,
Full of desires, I decide to embark
And I land in a swamp, in a blink of an eye
"My own fear risen dough "- to myself, said I

Helpless, motionless,I remain for a while
Yet, hope can save me from this agonising trial!
Drop by drop, is collecting from a new blessed rain,
Behold me- adventurous, traveling again!

Once again I'm held back, by a strong wind
Breathed by bad mouths, my eyesight is dimmed,
Holding my breath, avoiding  such virulent  air mass,
I hold my chest strong, I know it for certain that it will pass!

I stay strong and see where it takes me
This river of unpainted colors- 't will save me?
Is it too late for me?- I wonder while I stomp
And I find myself again in the .. swamp.
LaCayla Jun 2
I’m Okay
I promise
Nothing’s wrong
I’m just falling apart slowly
Just the usual really

I don’t know what’s wrong
Just that I feel sad sometimes
And people tell me that it’s all gonna be alright
And I want to believe them
But it’s hard,
Knowing that,
I don’t know what’s wrong
Just that I feel unwanted sometimes
And people tell me that they’re always gonna be there for me
But when I need to talk,
They’re always “busy”
And I wanna come back later
But that’s never easy,
Because I don’t know what’s wrong
Just that I feel lonely sometimes
And people tell me that their are people all around
But to me
I see no one.

When I want to talk to someone,
I just talk about random things,
Because I want to say what’s bothering me,
But I don’t know what’s actually wrong.
Just that I feel confused sometimes
And people always tell me to ask questions,
But I don’t know what to ask them about
Because I don’t know what’s wrong
I don’t know why I’m confused
I don’t know what I need help with
Just that I need help
And I don’t know why I’m feeling this way,
Or what might have caused it,
Just that when I say I’m tired,
It just means that I’m in a permanent state of exhaustion that sleep will never fix
Sleep is just an escape
Kaiden A Ward Jun 13
Let me disappear off these mortal maps
          and become a citizen of the void.

Let me revel in the peace of decay,
          as my bones lay in the comforting embrace
          of the silent earth.

Let the stars steal the light
          from my eyes
          so that, even in my absence,
          I can still guide you home.

Let me fall brokenly upon death's door
          and leave nothing but a disintegrating stone
          to claim my ashes.

I don't care how steep the price,
          please, just
                          let me leave and
                                     don't ask me to come back.
I'm sorry.
دema Mar 21
I told you that you should always be
thankful, things are getting
better, the process
is just rather slow,

and I told you that the proof lies
in the fact that you still have some
sanity left today,
if things weren't getting better,
then what else
could you be holding onto?
You did not, could not, and will not break me. Not now, Not ever. My body has housed your frigid frights for as long as I can recall. You've always found a way to make the world around me harsh and bitter. You've managed to get me down more times than I can count. Your goal remains the same: you've always wished to harden my heart. Well, now, its time for me to speak. my enemy friend, the tables have finally turned and the game has shifted to change. Despite your best efforts, I remain here. I remain fighting. I'm still moving mountains, I'm still causing storms. I'm still wreaking havoc. I still feel the sunshine on my skin. I still taste the rain when it pours. You tried to take me for dead, but you failed. With me against you, you'll never stand a chance. Give me the nasty and I will hand back gold. Today, I am reminded not only did you not shatter me, but you also made me untouchable. And for that, I thank you.
ImpliedLines Feb 24
How can someone feel so alone
In a room full of people who love them
After being so happy
But only for just a second
And then to be helplessly falling
into an ever darkening hole
To go through hell
To know others have been there too
To see constantly the impression of those who didn’t make it
The ones who couldn’t see so didn’t believe
But to know that your not the soul survivor
Yet still through the  torment and hope
The love and pain
The knowledge of knowing it’s worth it
The unwavering loyalty of love and  faith
How do I feel forgotten?
دema Feb 21
the tears stroll down my cheeks,

the words come out all wrong,

as your perspective of me isn’t my reality,

under construction,
is the fight against my tears,

that there is strength in vulnerability,

your tears from their cells
and let go of the custody of pain.
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