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Amber K Aug 2016
She is strength personified.
She battles depression and anxiety,
and keeps a smile on her face.
She's been through heartbreak after heartbreak.
She has seen dark,
but she always sought out the light.
She's seen so much damaged.
Three car wrecks,
a boy who took advantage of her,
and a million lies that caused a million heartbreaks.
She has come out of it all with only a few scars.
She'***** her lowest point,
and still reaches for her highest.
When even the people who raised her chose not to understand,
she still kept pushing through.
She refused to give up.
She kept believing.
She always loved.
And she always forgave those who hurt her.
She is strength.
She will not fail.
She will not fall.
But if by chance she does,
she will get up and try again.
Because she is strength,
and I am her.
Okay so this is the story behind this poem.. My whole life people looked at me like I was sort of pathetic. My parents were together unlike most, they didn't severely beat me, I didn't have many issues with my health.. so in everyone's eyes I was perfectly fine. But beneath the surface, something was not right. I had crazy irrational fears as a kid that faded away as I got older, but turned into bigger fears. I also became insanely insecure because one I reached higher grades I was picked on about my looks and my clothes (we didn't have much money growing up). This made me crave love. I wanted to be in love and to be love so badly. So I settled first for someone who only wanted me around when other girls turned him down, then I settled for a guy who I ended up being in a relationship for awhile and he did so much that I don't even really want to talk about it. He just really took advantage of me and was extremely forceful, and he made me feel completely worthless. After we broke up, I decided to swear off love, but I fell in love anyways and the guy I got into a relationship was a little younger than me so he was really immature and made some dumb mistake that really hurt me, but I forgave him and he turned into an AMAZING man who I am marrying soon. And about the car wreck part, I was in a pretty awful wreck when I was 4 and my oldest sister saved my life. It was so bad that my other sister broke her back and my dad broke his sternum. It caused me to have a lot of anxiety about cars. Then years past and last year around february I was in a wreck with my boyfriend but we were okay (I just developed more fear of cars then). Then in November of last year a drunk driver hit my boyfriend, his little brother, and I while we were driving to meet up with his family and everyone was extremely shocked that I didn't get severely injured or die since I was in the middle of the truck and got most of the impact. this caused the anxiety I have today of cars and being on the road which sometimes causes me to have panic attacks when I'm in vehicles. Sometimes I look at everything that has happened to me, and it breaks me because I realize that it could all happen again or I think so lowly of myself for some of the things that happened. But other times I think to myself "You have SURVIVED so much. Most people would've broken completely by now. You are strong!". So I decided to write a poem to explain how I feel on my positive days. (: I still battle depression and anxiety daily, but I won't let either of them win.
Christina Cox Aug 2016
I want to run away from me
To a magical land, somewhere safe.
Away from all the pain I cause
from the tears I force and the veins I...

I want to run away from here
from the thoughts I have that make me shake
and the fear that comes to take me deeper
into a hole I cannot feel the bottom of
but I lay in all the same.

Just let me run away from home
or rather,
let me run away from me.

But away from home first of all
so the wreckage is nothing I can see.
I cannot see the friends I leave
or tears I surely cause.
You see,
I know it's all my fault,
but I'll let them know
when I run
away from me.
crystallaiz Jul 2016
he used to be king of a kingdom
but now he is a wreck
ocean waves will stop his strides
then break his bones;
even so he is a colossal wreck
the kind that looms in the
inky-black depths
majestic
haunting
to tear away from him
is unthinkable
(he used to be unsinkable, too)
oh my. thought ***** again. this piece is for my current-favourite character in a short story i am writing for kicks. the first line is not mine, it's a lyric from Forest by TOP. accidental references to titanic? it was never in my mind when i wrote this.
Addison René Jun 2016
i want you to erase my existance;
and paint me into your picture -
i'm grabbing the main ideas
just by the sound of your laughter
only the jokes aren't so funny anymore
but neither is this silence
it speaks with such volume,
and sudden violence
the space between your lips
is now an allusion to
the way a ship sinks,
it's like you can't take your eyes off of it
even though you really want to
what i'm really trying to say is
i just wanna write myself into oblivion
that way
i'm still alive -
even when i'm i'm no longer living
Vanessa Grace Apr 2016
this heart
is
palpitating
within its cage

this breath
has
lost
all its might

I am
swept
up
in thunderstorms

cast away
like
he
never even
loved me
at all
v.g
lkm Mar 2016
I am...

the kind of abandoned house
people leave in ruins.
I am a wreckage;
I am destruction

the end of the **** of a cigarette
people step on the moment they're done with.
I am the poison they inhaled;
I am discarded

the type of crack on pavements
people walk around to avoid tripping over.
I am a trap;
I am dangerous

the kind of toy broken beyond use,
parents throw away into the bin
I am trash;
I am worthless

but the house was once filled with laughter and joy
the cigarette was once lit
the pavements were once whole
the toy was once valuable

i was onced LOVED
i was WORTHY
I once LIVED

Was.
Past tense.
No longer.
Eleanor Rigby Mar 2016
Ink
It's funny that once ink is skinned
it's pretty difficult to take it out.
It becomes hypodermic and almost eternal.

Could it be the same case
for the those who hurt you
carve a part of their memory
deep deep inside your bones
and make a wreck of you?

I don't know,
all that I know is that I want to destroy
everything that reminds me of those.


-- Eleanor
Annie McLaughlin Mar 2016
goodbye kiss - don't call it that
i know it's true, but don't call it that
you hugged me for an extended amount of time
like it was the last
it might be true, but don't think like that
walking away, i forced myself not to look back
like it was the last time i would be seeing you
it just might be, but we don't know that

i sat and cried on the steering wheel
until i realized people were giving me funny looks
and looks of concern
i screamed to myself, don't cry like that
so i drove and my eyes teared up
and i didn't exactly care if i got in a wreck
as long as it could take away the pain
on the inside
but he still needs you, don't drive like that

then i drove and i drove
and i played the same two songs on repeat
and people still gave me funny looks
i know i'm crying, don't stare like that
and then i finally stopped crying
at least on the outside
and i went outside and smiled at strangers
but it wasn't real, don't live like that
Mahdiya Patel Feb 2016
He said he was poison to her

She said
" maybe you are , but I would be honored to be destroyed by you "
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