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AstralPotato Dec 2019
It felt like falling into a deep pit
An endless fall; an empty beat
Deep and hollow into that darkness
Exhausted; my soul only wants rest
a stanza of tiredness... (The number will signify my short poems lol)
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2019
No one can save

The one
Drowned
Within
The thoughts
Genre: Micro Verse
Theme: Thinking Mind
Author's Note: Save me from myself
FML
I have so much to do
yet so little time
not a penny to spend
but there's so much I need to buy
not a dollar in my pocket
and my gas light's on
I need more money
but I work, a minimum wage job
I'm behind in my online class
and can't seem to get it done
I told my mom I've submitted more assignments
when I've only half-completed some
I just failed government
a course I'm required to pass
I might not get to graduate
when all I want to do, is leave high school in the past
I just want to be happy
but lately, even breathing is hard
I need a drink and joint
and I'm still too young for the bar
the stress is like cancer
slowly taking my life away
these days, I don't even sleep
because the anxiety keeps me awake
this is a poem that uses what are called "near rhymes"
stargazer Dec 2019
as much as i say i do,
i do not blame you
the only one i blame is me
for everything i cannot be

for all the times i've fallen short
when i couldn't think of the right retort
for every single time i cry
i only blame my own eye

when i scream your err
pay no attention
it is only lack of self care
and increasing muscle tension
just stressed
ava Dec 2019
from nerves, I cannibalise my fingers
my blood clots, and dries out
crusty and painful
yet I keep on pressing, biting
because it gives me focus
a sick type of satisfaction,
a sense of control.

I whine tears leak out, my eyelids stuttering,
Tired
my fingers bit, bone exposed and ******
my fingernails and fingerprints
all gone,
remains lay in my stomach
acid consuming the scraps of skin
this is what I call my very own cannibalism.
julianna Nov 2019
Spin me ‘round
Carousel
Watch me fall
See me fail
Tired tired
It won’t stop
I keep spinning
‘Round the clock
Hungry hungry
Time to eat
I can’t get off
Of this seat
Seeing colors
Hearing sounds
All I do
Is spin around
Anthony Feng Nov 2019
You’re running,
   you’re running
and you’re running.

  You’ve missed
so many stop signs.

You have so many
   bruises, cuts
and scratches.

You’re in so much pain
but you’re so detached
with yourself that
you don’t feel it.

You & I both know
    this isn’t
the first race you did.

However you left yourself
   behind, once again.

Please slow down and rest...
This is what I told myself when I had the most stressful and confusing days and months of my life
TS Sep 2019
Do you ever feel so overwhelmed that every nerve in your body tightens? Just so angry and anxious that you want to shake the dirt off of every fiber of your being. Crank up the volume in the car till your eardrums vibrate and only hear one constant, extremely loud noise. Clutch the steering wheel, speeding down the highway, eyes darting to the metal side rail, battling the urge to slam into it and flip your car.

How do I fix this? How do I avoid feeling this way from the beginning? It's the smallest things that set this off and it's absolutely suffocating - like a building on your chest, gasping for air. I think being reckless and overloading the senses helps. Sure it can really hurt you, but in that moment, nothing is okay. I just want it all to shut up - all the thoughts running through my head, all the emotions bubbling up. I just want peace. If that means shaking loose all the parts of my brain and filling that adrenaline by speeding down the highway - then so be it.



-t.s.
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