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Rebel Heart Aug 2017
Our childhood was scarred by the efforts to erase it
Our memories mixed with emotions and bitter ghosts
Our time was limited since the moment of our first breath
Our future painted grey at most

We tried to break free of our chains
And the ugly demons holding us back
We tried to break free of these useless rhymes
But our destiny was doomed forever trapped

Life became nothing more than broken vignettes
Held together by seams of bitter hate
Whether it was reality or just an illusion
We wanted out of this dreadful fate

We'd die young and alone
Forever unwanted
We'd die with no tombstone
Forever haunted

But if you look closely
You'll see our tragic stories
drawn across our wrists

Lines jaggedly flowing
You ignored our suffering
But save the others
(With my last breath)
*I insist
To everyone who has suffered before or are still suffering please don't be afraid to reach out to talk, I'm here for you. Nevertheless, the struggling for some of us never stops but I'm glad there are those out there always willing to reach out and lend help when they can and for that you guys are truly wonderful people. The world could use more healers and lovers like you... ~BM
Scarlet Niamh Jul 2017
She has darkness surrounding her body.
Limbs of smoke,
Eyes of dust,
Beauty with blackest intention.
Blood coats her lips
And falls from her grace
With decadent
Delight.
When the light leaves your eyes,
You will hear her treacle voice
Drip and seethe
Within your mind
Until you find your nails
Tearing against your skin,
Stretching and stretching
Until the rending scream of metal
Shakes your bones
And draws mercury blood
Boiling in your veins.
She will take all you have
And leave you brewing in fear
Until the shadows come
To take your soul.
With no precious metals left,
You will dull
And lose your reflective surface,
Becoming a dark and cunning monster
Of greed
Just
Like
Her.
~~ Solar System, 2/10 ~~
Seema Jul 2017
Lay me down, on a bed of thorns
For the flowers refuse to bloom
Am already mentally paralyzed
My days have turned gloom

Looking out to the sunset
Thinking of drowning my pain
Tears refuse to comfort me
Coz anxiety has grabbed me again

Let lose my demons from within
The torture is way too much
See how my soul twists and turns
As my eyes are closed to watch

******* away, O' King of winds
To the deepest cliff around
Dark, lonesome shores greet
As I plagued myself on the ground...

©sim
This is not based on me. Tho, I believe some may face this anxiety attacks daily.
Seema Jul 2017
Lean not on to me
O' dear one
I am weary and old
All day in the sun

Standing, bearing
The heat and rain
Abused and vandalized
Pinned with pain

My branches shade
To one and all
Now too old to stand
I am ready to fall

No leaves, no greenery
Only dead branches stand
Birds just pass by
As I am stuck on this land

An woodcutter showed
No mercy today
Chopped off all branches
And took all my pieces away

Now I am just rooted
Like an ugly dying pole
Wishing for a great storm
To release my tortured soul...

©sim
Respect the nature, respect our trees, if they ain't around, there will be no breeze. Don't just kick on a dying tree to make it fall...look carefully, it may just be alive like our grandparents.
Julia Mae Jul 2017
-
same one person
broke my heart twice
didn't i learn
the first time?
if given the chance
i know i
would let you
break for a third round
over and over
again
this dance
i could go on
and on

you're worth the torture
Fire Jul 2017
And my mind was a dark cloud of thoughts
Hanging over all the things I have fought
It likes to rule my days
And rue my nights
My head is like a maze
It's afraid of heights

But it keeps climbing
And no one keeps up
It's just the timing
I need to grow up

They told me to pick my battles
But my heart it shakes and rattles
And the butterflies want to burst
But my body would die first

So I'd take a rocket into space
To give you all a bit of grace
But I'm chocking on my existence
And all I know is resistance

So I fall and I try to get up again
And I'm fighting the same fight in my brain
Again
And again
And again and again

Turn it off. Like a switch.
Take my pain. *******.
My mind is conspiring against me.
It's trying to prevent and arrest me.

My heart was on full and now it's empty
My head was a paradise turned against me.
I hate the nights I just can't remember why I make these mistakes.
Because all it ever did was cause heartbreak.

Please just make it stop.
AllyRose Jun 2017
How can I fall asleep when I have nothing to look forward to tomorrow?
I'm the walking dead drowning in my own sorrow.
When will this nightmare end? I'm sick of pretending everything's all good.
Maybe when I wished for an interesting life I misunderstood.
  I've been counting my blessings for so long. Nothings changed, I'm growing weary. It's draining me to be strong. This pain in my chest never leaves. I wonder if it,ll ever leave? I used to be happy. Now I'm questioning everything I believe. I fake a smile as I'm close to tears, I'm screaming but nobody hears.

   You've left me stranded in the dark, not knowing where to turn. Thought I could depend on you. The memory of you is now burned. I've been wandering the same road for so long. Searching for rest and a place to call my own. My body's tired from the weight of everything I'm carrying. The sun now slowly rising, mesmerized my eyes are open and that I'm still conscious. Walking on in the bright horizon.
    A new day has just begun and it's time for me to swallow my pride and go on with the show. Even if I'm hurting from head to toe. Been climbing this mountain for so long. Fighting to make it over without falling back down. I haven't truly lived in a while, for as long as I can remember its only been survival. Been trapped in this precipice which felt like forever, until along came September...

   Finally something to hold onto. It felt like eternity since I've had some normalcy like waking in a bed. How I missed the feeling of a place to rest my head. Everything seemed better until your malicious endeavors made it hard to breathe. I would ask myself every night as I cried myself to sleep, when will there finally be peace?
   Trying to move ahead is easier said than done. I end up feeling stuck instead. Your words cut me like a knife. You've made it clear you'll always be number one and I'll always be next to none...
aryanalynae Jun 2017
theres nights where i can't feel you,
no matter the rhythm i breathe.
and some nights i can't shake you,
no matter what demons i feed.

i can't escape the feelings
of torture from the past.
and i'm running towards tomorrow,
but i'm gripping my hand-held flask.
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