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Anastasia Jun 2019
Ugh
Ugh
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Vic Jun 2019
I fell of the stairs for the 2nd time today.


(This is a joke ssshhh)
(I did fall off the stairs though)
A poem every day.
Aquila Jun 2019
I find myself tired
as in,
exhausted,
as in,
drained.
they will not talk to me,
I am unsure of what I have done.
I am tired of being this lonely all the time.
ugh
Empire May 2019
Maybe I can write myself high
Convince my mind to detach
To float off into another world
Where breath isn't followed by regret
With persuasive, sensual words
Searching for the right combination
My entire body relaxes
A grin grows on my lips
My eyes wander lazily
As I savor the rush
My mind empties
Breath slow and even
Hazy surroundings whirl
The ground bends under my feet
I laugh loudly
As my knees buckle and I stagger
For a while, nothing matters
If only I had the right words...
Never been high, but I don’t want to be sober
Arisa May 2019
one mind lost
two assessments due
three activities
four chores, a bore
five things to write
six calls a-missed
seven brain cells left
eight (myself I hate)
nine botched deadlines
ten angry men

and eleven disappointed people (including me)
Jennifer West Mar 2019
Thank you for burning me
With your senseless thoughts
For now I know
My own worth
Jennifer West Mar 2019
Cut me open
Rip out my heart
To you that's all love is
A sick form of art

Dancing on tears
Laughing at cruelty
All I can offer your sick mind
Is such pity.

Needlessly toying
With girl after girl
Good for you
For getting a thrill.

Congratulations on your game
I saw right goodness in those eyes
But I was just another one
You managed to play
Jennifer West Mar 2019
It's not fair.

You were the best thing.
That ever happened to me.

You believed in me.
Like nobody else.
You supported me.
Like nobody else.
You loved me.
Like nobody else.

You were the best person I knew.
That I'll never get to see again.

It's not fair.
Annika J Mar 2019
When the school day's going by fast
And I'm late to class
Guess what's swarming the halls?
Ugh, people.

When I want to be able to think
And there's screaming throwing me off sync
Who's making the calls?
Yep, people.

When I need my personal space
To get away from all the race
Guess who's here?
Dumb people.

When I'm feeling stressed and trapped
By expectations for my life map
What's the source of the fear?
Lots of people.

People can be nice
In small amounts
But when they're being annoying
It doesn't count
Ugh.
Jennifer West Feb 2019
Can you feel the weight
Sagging on your bones
And the dead skin
Carrying your woes

Can you feel the pain
Run through your tears
And the eyes burn
Shining with fear

Can you feel it
Consuming your mind
And your thoughts
No longer holding the monsters inside
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