Avery 2d

What would your seven-year old self say if
She saw you refusing your favorite kind of ice cream?
Because that ice cream has way too many calories,
Right?
What would your seven-year old self think if
You looked at her everyday and told her, 'you're fat'
Because that's what you do when you look in the miror everyday,
Right?
What would your seven-year old self think of you when she found out
You count every single calorie you eat
Because if you eat too many calories, you might get fat,
Right?
What if your seven-year old self found out that
You cry yourself to sleep every night
Because you can't release your emotions any other way,
Right?
How would your seven-year old self feel
If you called her horrid names everyday when you looked at her
Because that's what you do to yourself,
Right?
What if your seven-year old self asked you
Could you call me the same terrible names you call yourself everyday?
But no, you couldn't, so why do you call yourself these things?

Just getting my thoughts out.  Saw something that inspired me, so I wrote this.  I know it's not much of a poem, but I was just writing it to release emotions.
Arcassin B Apr 10

By Arcassin Burnham

You fell too many times til you fell on your face,
Taking problems into your own hands,you need space,
I Don't know what this means for the human race,
But I'd give anything right now to see your face,

When you were younger, you had dreams that faded,
When you were younger,* you had things you loved,
When you were younger, *your friends moved away,
When you were younger, you had things to say,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
fall in the rabbit hole,

The things that you've been through in your life was a phase,
you kept scrapbooks of everything just in case,
and even though to your parents you were a disgrace,
And i don't care,
cause I'd give anything right now to see your face,

When you were younger, you had dreams that faded,
When you were younger,* you had things you loved,
When you were younger, *your friends moved away,
When you were younger, you had things to say,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
fall in the rabbit hole.

/

I swear they always want something brand new..
I swear they always want something brand new..
when it comes back around, what you gonna do?
I swear they always crave something brand new..
Why you try to come around pulling my card..
looking for a problem straight out the yard..
And i'm like why you gotta be brand new..
I swear they always gotta be brand new.

©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/04/when-you-were-younger-pt5-brand-new.html

Lolita grew up
she got herself a man
and a disability card
Lolita grew up
and she's not yours anymore

Lolita grew up
her life has changed
did you take advantage
not of her age
but of her winter?
Did you want her locked in your cell
was it convenient for you?
Well, the winter's gone
She's not the girl of your dreams
She's the woman of your desires

Lolita grew up
but always in your heart
always in my heart
the girl she was

but you can't take it anymore
the fact she grew up
it was going to happen
as soon as she left winter
and you were summer
but now the summer's burning
and you are not the flame

the beautiful, deadly winter
the place where she lived
the comfy, White walled, mind crowded Winter
where she still lives
but now put a handful of pepper
and a handful of flames!
would you take it better
if summer had a girls' face?

It was nice, keeping me in a jar
It was nice, helping me out
what were you?
a wolf? a friend? a ghost?
true love? My Humbert Humbert?
all of this? and even more?

Did you really know me
(because you do)
did we build something more
on Spanish lessons and kisses by wire
did I lead you on
well, I'm partly guilty
and not guilty at all!
we were friends! not lovers anymore!

Lolita grew up
but always in your heart
always in my heart
the girl she was

What light do you throw to yourself?
You are not guilty of your feelings
but you must abide...
I cannot, either, forget our past
But I must move on...

Lolita never grew up
but she's not yours anymore

Friend
or
foe?

Self explanatory.
Rebecca Lynn Jan 16

If I could go back and tell myself what I know now.
I’d probably say, Dear younger me,
you’re gonna have a long journey.
You’re gonna have a few heartaches along the way,
but trust me, you’re gonna be okay.
And whatever you do, don’t be alone
you’re not on your own, quite yet, please don’t forget
what I’ve told you, Dear younger me.

You’ve probably been in so many trials,
and it’s probably been awhile since you’ve smiled.
You’ve took a billions of steps and traveled thousands of miles.
Darling, you’re gonna be okay,
please just smile for me today
while I tell you what you’re gonna go through.

You’re gonna see that true love is so hard to find.
I’m telling you that you can’t always speak your mind,
and you’ve got to work for everything in your life.
Nothing will be handed down to you,
oh and don’t believe everything you hear, it isn’t always true.
Please listen to me, Dear younger me.

You probably already know that you can’t always buy happiness.
Just so you know high school goes by way too fast.
Brace yourself cause life is gonna be tough,
I wished they told me why, why life itself is rough.
Dear younger me,
you’re gonna have a long journey.

If I could go back and tell myself what I know now,
I would, if I could go back somehow… I would.

Ana S Dec 2016

The words she paints so gently
Etch my mind
Her voice leaving me stunned
So beautiful and fine
Speaking ever so softly
Sending chills down my spine
She wispers in my ear
Babe are you really mine?
I am yours my love.
Always have been.
Always will be.
Til the end of this universe.
And life as we know it.
I will always be yours.  
Some don't believe in forever.
Some don't think about infinities.
My infinty rests with her.
She is my light.
She is my love.
Whispering gently in my ear.
I love you so my dear.
Is that so? I wisper back.
Well beautiful, guess what?
I love you too.

The words she wispers softly
Silverflame May 2016

Fishing the coins up from my pocket.
One by one.
Counting them carefully. Repeatedly.
I hope I haven’t forgot some.

Just the thought of it makes me nervous.
I’ll face the ground.
What should I do if I have counted wrong?
Just keep looking down.

Standing in line, trapped in a cage.
The next one is me.
Please, don’t do anything stupid.
Count slowly to three.

The beeping from the machine.
It’s too loud.
The voices and smiles are all too much.
I don’t belong in a crowd.

I am up front, the point of no return.
Eye to eye.
Looking down, giving the money.
I am ready to die.

All the attention is now gone, I’m free.
The exit has arrived.
I can’t believe I did it once again.
I can’t believe I survived.

Back when I was younger I was terrified when I had to face the cashier and pay all by myself. It was like everyone kept staring at me and I would always imagine the worst case scenario.
Luckily I don't have that problem anymore. I have even worked as a cashier myself.
Haley Jade Pullian Jan 2016

Dear whoever you are,

That bed,
that wretched bed.

Those sheets,
those cold and unforgiving,
sheets.

What possessed you?
What gave you the right?
What made you think it was okay?

What made you think what you'd done was okay?

What gave you the right?
What gave you the power?

Did you feel strong overcoming a child?
Did you feel manly knowing I couldn't defend myself?

I have nightmares about you
I wake up crying...

My friends have to stay on some sort of video chat,
just to make sure I sleep okay.
To make sure I don't wake-up sobbing

I was only a kid.
I don't even remember your face,
all you are is a blur...
But when I think of you

god I feel so filthy,
sometimes I make myself sick.

Sometimes I wake up,

and my body burns,
my skin crawls,
my throat closes up,

I cant breathe.
I cant think when I'm reminded of you.

What was your name?
How old were you?
How old was I?

So much of my life is gone because of you,
my innocence,
my memories,
my happiness,
my self love..

But do you know what you took from me?
You took my trust,
my dignity.

How do you think I feel?
Nobody but my friends believe me.
Scratch that,
nobody but ONE of my friends believe me.

They think I'm making it up,
because I don't know your face,
or your name,
or even my age at the time.

My own family doesn't believe me.
They tell me to come to them if someone "touches" me..
but..
I told them i remembered what you'd done

They said I was making it up!
They said I was lying!

Not only did you take away my "flower"
You stole the one thing nobody has ever been able to restore..

You stole my trust
You stole my happiness...

You stole who I am...

But I wont let myself be a victim forever,
one day...

I will RISE above
I will become more than my history
I will stop fearing you beyond every corner
I will stop being afraid of adult men
I will become more than you

So dear whoever you are
I hope you suffer at the thought of me
Like I do you

Signed,
Not your Victim

When i was younger; I had something taken from me. Although I don't remember by who or when. I still remember the act.
Alli Michelle Oct 2015

I will never be able to face you in person, after all the pain i'll put you through. I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry I hate you, but that'll be the only thing I know how to do. I can't explain how much this pains me to know i'm killing an innocent little girl. Soon you'll be crying yourself to sleep wishing you were in another world. You'll break down your confidence and build up walls, you'll isolate yourself from the world itself. You'll cry and scream and go into panic, when you realize you'll never be someone else. You'll get used and hurt, he'll make you do things. You never say no, but that's all you think. He'll leech onto your soul and suck the life away. Your life will seem pointless, you'll try ending it one day. But it fails. It won't work. Because you think you're less than you really are worth. You'll still be struggling, five months later. But by then you'll know how to scribble words onto paper. I love you even though in your future you'll contradict. I'm sorry to put you through a hell like this.

farron Jun 2015

and this is how i pick my bones apart.
every layer of skin begins to burn,
there's a bad taste on my tongue from choking back on your name.
i hear the tones drop in my chest, fully involved with my anger inside.

and i wish that roof collapsed.
when does the smoke clear up from the flashover we caused?
there's a tombstone above my bed commending you for killing what was left in me.
no light, no light, and you were trained to move without your vision.

there goes the flag, my final call.
to the monster you were, and he slayed, see you at the big one.

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