#attempts
I literally can't explain
How I'm still here;
Every single attempt
I've FAILED
Year after year
Went bottoms up
On a fresh bottle of Unisom®
FAIL
Two bottles of the same blue
At the same time
FAIL
THREE bottles
But this time
Of the extra strength variety
A 96 count in each
FAIL
One swipe of a blade
Straight across
Horizon inspiration
FAIL
Two more swipes
From left to right
Both left and right respectively
At an angle this time
FAIL
Eyes closed before a five story attempt to fly
Minus wings
FAIL
What have I learned?
Only that the next one
MUST NOT FAIL
Don't worry,
I'll get it right eventually
Trust me
You'll all see
I'll be
The hero in my story
Slaying the beast,
Escaping this purgatory
And FINALLY
Ending this tragedy
The only way I know how
...
I don't know how
...
Pageantry turned reality
...
This final bow is just that
...
A final bow
...
Please don't remember me
©2025
Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 3:48 PM UTC
Attempting new
Creative endeavors
Reluctant at first,
Old habits fear change
Steadily pushing to prove
To myself
I
Can grow
©2025
Jan 16, 2025
Jan 16, 2025 at 3:01 AM UTC
I love you deeply, profoundly
Yet you are unable to love me back
Sweetheart, it is a fact
That’s torturing me.
Many unanswered calls and texts
Many unsuccessful attempts
I found myself drowning in sadness
Where the sun shines much less.
It is painful to be purposely ignored
I’m in deep anxiety; I am bored
This unrefined, unrequited love
Is decorticating me. Holy Spirit above!
I love you dearly, tenderly
But you ignored my letters
My heart is being devoured by tigers
My queen is not present in my life.
Copyright © December, 2004, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 1:55 AM UTC
Landed on my own footsteps, I must I've been waking
in circles – with my gaze lowered. I crafted another poem,
weaving it with the chords of a guitar hidden beneath
my tongue, and shared a golden joke for the silver lining
of my soul.
My eyes, like polished bronze, seek a third reason to embrace
love, — fully aware of how swiftly I would chase after it, if
it dared to stay just out of reach. Oh, his path remains an
endless circle.
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 7:41 PM UTC
It treated me with extreme cruelty
I tried to run away from it
but I kept coming back for it
because Death wasn't ready to welcome me
I was not supposed to die like that...
It was all the failed suicide attempts
That's why I'm still here...
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 4:53 AM UTC
Oftentimes, you realize, that the shaking of an intangible void, desperate, clinging before it too is lost on an otherworldly transform of otherwise incomprehensible, nightmarish, or null thoughts, buried between the conceptions of self-deliverance and a bone-knuckled release into an endlessly exploding oblivion, or the intangible touch of a thousand tiger's treasuries.
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 11:52 PM UTC
You were that person
In my story
That everyone else
Saw as the villain
The **** in the garden
Full of roses
But I saw you as a hero
Because what nobody else realized
Was that the weeds
You had planted
Were just your
Broken attempts
Of making something
Bloom
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 4:45 AM UTC
Slip sliping away
Hide away
My pain
At the back of
My closet
Dwelling in my pain
All the hurt and wrong
Done on to me
Screeming for them to leave me be
To let me be me
still thankful of those who foiled my plan
And boy was it grand
Instead I sat in the grandstands at Contact 2013,
Vancouver BC
Combating a invisible disease
To where everyday
It’s hard to breath
Still I stand tall
With the ball in my court
Not going to port
To where attempt number 3
Takes place
Instead a
Near death experience at sea
Thanks carnival
50 bands
Taken away from me
All in order to save me
From myself.
Thank You Chase for always being there for me in dark times.
Thanks for not letting me have 50bands to just end it all with it.
Thanks to you a known time and predreamt dreams all come to be and continue to do so.
Thanks for showing me the lighter side of life to where every day is a good day.
I love you bro,
Always
© Try
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
He ****** me off
I hated him to my core
I wanted to **** him and leave behind so much gore
His head for my mantle
His heart for my stew
His soul for my brew.
But I could not
I've fought
He was stronger
My will to live I had no longer
Many attempts
And damage hidden
No I'm not kiddin'
I tried to **** myself
No one noticed
How could they
For them I was just prey
As unnoticeable as grey
But soon I saw
What I had ceased to notice
People cared
To hang out with me people did dare
I had friends
Who didn't want my life to end.
I stopped cutting
And started to smile
I swallowed my bitter bile
My sadness left
Happiness came back
But soon came the counter-attack
Junior High was a *****
Although I never had to get a stitch
Pain and Injury came abound
And my friends left me all around
I wasn't cool
I was a tool
My happiness left
Sadness returned tenfold
Someone came and made my life well...
A LIVING HELL
Back came the failed attempts.
Poisoning, Strangulation, drowning, asphyxiation
And it all swept across my small nation
I never did have a vacation
From my close friends suicidal and Madness
Least of all sadness
But came high school
New friends
An old end
A new beginning
It got better
I never would have thought
That after I stopped and fought my feelings
That people would come back
Friends who shared my interests
Pessimistic
Yeah I still am
But I no longer wanted to be run over by a tram
People cared
That's all that it took
As if it all were from a storybook
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC
I wrote a poem about you , at 8am .
About friendship and how we could last till at least 10am .
But by the time 4:45pm rolls around ,
You’ll be beyond reach .
Something I never thought possible for us .
At 8am , I vowed that I loved you .
At midnight I still will ,
And at 3am when the pain comes and I fear my past mistakes ,
You’ll be writing poetry about her , to be read when she wakes up at 7am .
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
Tell me,
How many sips does it take,
How many puffs does it take,
How many pills does it take,
How many cuts does it take,
How many attempts does it take,
To feel the way I do?
To hurt the way i do?
To be the way i am?
© Copyright Tyler Atherton
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 2:42 AM UTC
I feel empty
Like all the emotions are still inside me
But I don't feel like letting them out anymore
Besides, what is that even for
I feel empty
My starving mind and body can only tell one thing
That this world is too crowded for a person like me
And this is the moment I doubt in voluntarily breathing
I feel empty
I don't wanna think straight
Everything has happened in sync and in serendipity
These actions are just too late
I feel empty
No music, game or form of excitement can wake me up in this reality
Nothing at all can help me now
It's like passing away is planned somehow
I feel empty
This heart that is palpitating or brain having a migrain
Can't make me forget about things that just adds to the never-ending pain
Truly numb forever, this is me
I feel empty
If this will ever be my last goodbye
I would just like to say thank you for everything you have done to me
All those advices at my crisis
Or the shoulder to cry on during my vices
Thank you and now I'll probably die
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC
The world will shatter your dreams
Step on your hopes
Spit on your hard work
And laugh at your failed attempts
The world will not slow down for you
It will not go easy on you
It will not be patient with you
It will swallow you whole
But don’t be disheartened
Don’t ever stop trying
Don’t let failures faze you
Pick up each broken hope and mend them
For no one ever succeeded without first failing
So, regardless of how many times you fail
Stand up, mend your wounds,
And go after that dream
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
i do as a ritual
or sometimes
have lost a wedding ring
intended for Blanca
but
yo soy
enchanter
1
2
3
4
5
6
each is part of a knucklebone
a divination of entrails
and all games
eternally
are fated to decide
nothing
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
You're the one I turn to at the end of every day
In the middle of every sorrow
The beginning of every thought.
You're the one who pulls me in,
when my dreams have come to naught.
You're the one who has held my heart
since those early days of braces and angst
You're the one I always sit next to, when I need someone to lean against.
You're the one who despite the pain and sadness can always make me smile
The boy who's got me wrapped up
in this ****** blanket of emotional denial.
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
Every soccer ball is ***** and flat
the sky is always gray
at least it has been like that
since you have gone away...
I can't remember a single moon
which you have come to stay
or any bright afternoon
since you have gone away...
Any effort seems a drag
Anything they say
seems like they just wanna brag
that you have gone away....
I need a little clue
That you'll come back someday
I haven't heard from you
since you have gone away...
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
She has a baggage full of secrets,
Secrets, that she has held onto so tight.
She has her demons,
Demons, against whom she can never put up a fight.
These demons have made her a sinner,
A sinner, with a trapped soul.
Her conscience seeks to find redemption at every door.
But no redemption is delivered without a certain price..(whisper the demons inside her mind)
Her soul screams in agony,
Her heart wrenches in pain,
But those demons keep cursing her
Till she goes insane.
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
In order to protect myself
I built a wall away from you
Hid behind it
In a way of defending myself
I cursed and yelled and kicked
So you wouldn't touch me
But I have failed
You get to me
Your words hurt
Everything ******* hurts
Even things you don't mean to do
They all hurt me
And even with my attempts
To stay strong
To be happy
I have lost all control
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
You're used to seeing that face of stone.
You're used to trying and ending up alone.
What you do not notice are the soft roses that bloom on her cheek
When you compliment her. And when you insult her, the rain in her eyes that leak.
Do you not hear the woodpecker, caged in her ribs, when you come near?
Or feel the frost on her skin when you pretend not to care.
You believe the weeds of lies that force their way through her cherry lips.
And when you charm another, you don't see the red marks in her palm (the size of pips).
But the question on your tongue you would never allow to escape,
And the honest answer she would not tell you until it's too late.
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
no words, no expressions, no options, no attempts
i will claim you as unnoticed
you will claim me as something you once had
will I miss you?
Everyday
do I love you?
Always and Forever
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC