Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#lifesucks
Smokes sifts through thick air, Humid with tears of the masses. Humidifiers embed themselves next to the cancer inside our lungs. The TV moans with never-ending sorrow, Mom and dad weep for an event not lived. Music trills through the non-exsistent silence. Ears ache with the popping of yawns. A noose is made with wire, Hung with the L-jack bought days prior. I wait in our spot, now swept clean, This is all a puzzle to me, I wonder if you can tell me what to see.
0
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 3:47 AM UTC
I forgot 9/11
Pound, pound, pound Goes the hammer to my skull Shake, shake, shake Goes the tremor in my hands Ache, ache, ache Goes the pain in my limbs Churn, churn, churn Goes the nausea in my stomach Sting, sting, sting Goes the tears in my eyes Life is dragging my limbs from horses running in opposite directions Pulling me apart at the seams Tearing me violently as I break down Feeling like there's no way out
0
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 6:40 PM UTC
Drained of Life
I hate that I don't hate you. I hate that I miss you. I hate how you fill my head. I hate that all I want is to lie on the phone with you just to know you're with me. I hate that I want us back. I hate that I'm not mad. I hate that you hurt me, and I am so ready to forgive. I hate that I love you so much when there's a chance you never did. I hate that I care so much. I hate the way you smile, and it instantly brings joy into my life. I hate how your eyes are so captivating and the way I always get stuck. I hate that I don't hate you, but I'm so glad that I got to experience an "us."
0
Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 1:51 PM UTC
Hate
You know those Moments of Silence In between the BANGING Of hammers? The: BANG BANNG BANG BANG BANG That’s kind of What my Life Feels like right now
0
Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 1:46 PM UTC
Hammering
i want to **** myself so badly, to just disappear from this horrible life. i must admit i'll gladly take the devil's deal to get a knife to carve my fragile heart out. i'm scared of pain- but at the same time, it entrances me. i watch the little beads of blood again, slowly forming into a puddle. dancing on my wrist
0
Sep 6, 2024
Sep 6, 2024 at 7:18 AM UTC
entranced
gravitational pull falling debris water escaping sand it loosens at my feet, it's only an illusion slowly I sink wondering when will I float
0
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
Quick sand
tears fall like daggers my skin- dry and ripped; the sweat drips differently and the blood flow slows. patience and positivity keeps the wheels turning, but there is a breaking point on the horizon. soon i will stand up to depression, but for now, i sit and wait.
0
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 12:23 PM UTC
blurr
Growing up is finding out the real world is cruel Growing up is finding out what you once knew isn't real Growing up is realizing a movie or fairy tail Growing up is learning to hurt, and learning to fail. Growing up is truly learning how to fake a smile Growing up is finding out your grandfather is a ********* Growing up is finding out your family hates you for something you cannot control Growing up is going to the mines so you can support your hateful family by mining coal Growing up is coming to terms with death Growing up is learning your mother does **** Growing up is realizing your father is abusive Growing up is forever being inconclusive Growing up is pain Growing up is hate Growing up is raze Grown-up is a four letter word.
0
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
Grown Up
There is no more painful love than unrequited love A heart that is open pouring out to another but an empty space like a vacuum with nothing in return Like giving a gift ‘Tis better to give than receive And the heart offers freely all of its wonderful presents Free of expectations when truly filled with love It blindly releases itself to another With a simple creed ‘I am for you’ Like the wall of a dam suddenly letting go A deluge of emotions Thoughtful, interest, caring, warmth, love A flowing waterfall of Niagara proportions However, without intention which goes without saying since the truer the love the blinder it be The vacated space creates a sudden vacuum A sharp, deep pit left where once all of itself was housed For a brief time the heart is unaware still glowing in the warmth from the happiness and joy of the love it gives But slowly the glow fades And the presence of the empty space becomes more obvious and apparent A coldness sets in An addict looking for a fix The heart desperately seeks in return what it has given Never intending to give with strings but so it finds itself now tied to another with the strongest of bonds The intense fulfilling feeling once experienced Replaced with anguish, longing, loneliness and pain The mind and heart begin an epic civil war Feeling the torment and seeing the destruction the mind invokes all its resources to break the bonds the heart has created But with hope that is almost sad and pitiful the heart refuses to let go So sure of the ties it made And fighting back with all of its might to defeat any attempt the mind has to remove the bonds of love A man at war with himself will find himself at war with others And so, the inner conflict resonates outwardly displayed aptly with defiance and destruction Like a pebble in a pond each action creates ripples Slowly at first but then with exponential speed a life is destroyed leaving only a broken and beaten shell And after all the destruction and loss All of the pain and suffering The tears and sorrow At this moment standing on a pile of nothing but debris The mind, with a sense of arrogance and certainty, confronts the heart and pointedly asks, “Do you see now?! Do you see the error of your ways?? Look what it has cost us! Do you see the mistake you’ve made?!” Without hesitation or waiver the heart responds with a steady certainty that is calm and cool in nature, “No. Love is a risky venture. One always, ‘takes a chance at love’. But I will not admit fault for trying. When I love I love freely and openly I offer all of myself without expectations It’s only when you get involved and create conflict within that we have problems To love is to love It brings joy and happiness within itself If it is not returned then it is not returned but an open and loving heart can not feel emptiness and pain for it is filled with love And there is no greater reward than finding that love in another and having another find that love in you
0
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 11:32 AM UTC
Unrequited Love
There is no more painful love than unrequited love A heart that is open pouring out to another but an empty space like a vacuum with nothing in return Like giving a gift ‘Tis better to give than receive And the heart offers freely all of its wonderful presents Free of expectations when truly filled with love It blindly releases itself to another With a simple creed ‘I am for you’ Like the wall of a dam suddenly letting go A deluge of emotions Thoughtful, interest, caring, warmth, love A flowing waterfall of Niagara proportions However, without intention which goes without saying since the truer the love the blinder it be The vacated space creates a sudden vacuum A sharp, deep pit left where once all of itself was housed For a brief time the heart is unaware still glowing in the warmth from the happiness and joy of the love it gives But slowly the glow fades And the presence of the empty space becomes more obvious and apparent A coldness sets in An addict looking for a fix The heart desperately seeks in return what it has given Never intending to give with strings but so it finds itself now tied to another with the strongest of bonds The intense fulfilling feeling once experienced Replaced with anguish, longing, loneliness and pain The mind and heart begin an epic civil war Feeling the torment and seeing the destruction the mind invokes all its resources to break the bonds the heart has created But with hope that is almost sad and pitiful the heart refuses to let go So sure of the ties it made And fighting back with all of its might to defeat any attempt the mind has to remove the bonds of love A man at war with himself will find himself at war with others And so, the inner conflict resonates outwardly displayed aptly with defiance and destruction Like a pebble in a pond each action creates ripples Slowly at first but then with exponential speed a life is destroyed leaving only a broken and beaten shell And after all the destruction and loss All of the pain and suffering The tears and sorrow At this moment standing on a pile of nothing but debris The mind, with a sense of arrogance and certainty, confronts the heart and pointedly asks, “Do you see now?! Do you see the error of your ways?? Look what it has cost us! Do you see the mistake you’ve made?!” Without hesitation or waiver the heart responds with a steady certainty that is calm and cool in nature, “No. Love is a risky venture. One always, ‘takes a chance at love’. But I will not admit fault for trying. When I love I love freely and openly I offer all of myself without expectations It’s only when you get involved and create conflict within that we have problems To love is to love It brings joy and happiness within itself If it is not returned then it is not returned but an open and loving heart can not feel emptiness and pain for it is filled with love And there is no greater reward than finding that love in another and having another find that love in you
Continue reading...
124
Different, Unreal, Insignificant, Disappear. False with identity, I am the enemy, The false human, The imitation alien, A curse upon our sweet Terra, A false partner under Herra. I am unlike the rest, I am a fake, I do not matter, And I shall fade.
0
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC
The Fake
Me You have no ******* idea, What it's like to be me. You simply couldn't comprehend, That this is the way things have to be. Every day feeling more pain, The pains getting worse, it gets no better. Every day is now the same And it will be this way forever. No regrets due to no memory, Except the things that scarred our lives. No new life can there be for you and me. I overdose nearly every night; But they keep keeping me alive, And for what? I just don't know. Just to continue this daily punishment; I'm still alive, so on with the show. I'm walking through the town, Careful to never make eye contact. Never being recognized by anyone And I'm never coming back. I hate everyone in here And I hate every stranger I meet. I hate everyone I left behind And I hate anyone who knows me. I have to make small talk, Whilst they have nothing left to say. Their deepest conversation is about makeup And who they ****** last Saturday. They’re lucky they'll never feel this; This bitter hatred in my soul. If they walked only one day in my shoes, They would pack up shop and they would go; To wherever the journey ends. Maybe the fiery pits of Mordor And they would jump like angelic lemmings, Just to end this life; this bore. You meet a beautiful girl, But you can't go up and speak to her; Because your heart has been torn from your chest before. You've now become a beautiful bore. You fancy them all, yet you don't want any of them. You could love them all, but you can't take the risk again. So you throw in the towel And become a celibate monk in a monastery. Now you can't get hurt anymore; No ******* woman can ever harm me! But you'll never find love, Get married and have children; But you’re resigned to a life of struggle, And you wouldn't want them anyway. What? Have a kid grow up to be just like his father. The guy who doesn't know his family, Has no job, but loves his baby’s momma. The woman he'd die for is just using him for cash; Because the kids real father, has gone and packed his bags. She's in the last chance saloon, Because she can't afford a kid; But this must be her lucky day, Because she's going out with Stupid. So come on now boys and girls, Please slit my throat as I sleep; Because tomorrow is just another day And believe me, you don't know me. The man you used to know, Died a long, long time ago. Now the heart is dead inside, But the body still moves on. His girl has ripped his heart out, After selling his soul. He was convinced she was his girl, But she's just another 'ho. His brain is in pieces, his energy gone. He no longer has faith And he will no longer fight on. He finds happiness in depression, It's always been this way for him. It's all ****** up, his life is chaos; This is normal life for me. But if everything’s alright for him And the world and he spin as one, He packs his bags and darts through the exit; Heading back to the norm. Chaos and pain and tragedy and suffering; These are a few of my favorite things. Peace, love, friends and family; No longer mean anything to me. I crave for nothing, So there's nothing I need. I don't require any of the products sold on T.V. I don't need a wife and a kid, or a million pounds. I'm happy alive in a world of nothing; It's the other people who bring me down. (C)2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
0
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 6:57 PM UTC
Me
Me You have no ******* idea, What it's like to be me. You simply couldn't comprehend, That this is the way things have to be. Every day feeling more pain, The pains getting worse, it gets no better. Every day is now the same And it will be this way forever. No regrets due to no memory, Except the things that scarred our lives. No new life can there be for you and me. I overdose nearly every night; But they keep keeping me alive, And for what? I just don't know. Just to continue this daily punishment; I'm still alive, so on with the show. I'm walking through the town, Careful to never make eye contact. Never being recognized by anyone And I'm never coming back. I hate everyone in here And I hate every stranger I meet. I hate everyone I left behind And I hate anyone who knows me. I have to make small talk, Whilst they have nothing left to say. Their deepest conversation is about makeup And who they ****** last Saturday. They’re lucky they'll never feel this; This bitter hatred in my soul. If they walked only one day in my shoes, They would pack up shop and they would go; To wherever the journey ends. Maybe the fiery pits of Mordor And they would jump like angelic lemmings, Just to end this life; this bore. You meet a beautiful girl, But you can't go up and speak to her; Because your heart has been torn from your chest before. You've now become a beautiful bore. You fancy them all, yet you don't want any of them. You could love them all, but you can't take the risk again. So you throw in the towel And become a celibate monk in a monastery. Now you can't get hurt anymore; No ******* woman can ever harm me! But you'll never find love, Get married and have children; But you’re resigned to a life of struggle, And you wouldn't want them anyway. What? Have a kid grow up to be just like his father. The guy who doesn't know his family, Has no job, but loves his baby’s momma. The woman he'd die for is just using him for cash; Because the kids real father, has gone and packed his bags. She's in the last chance saloon, Because she can't afford a kid; But this must be her lucky day, Because she's going out with Stupid. So come on now boys and girls, Please slit my throat as I sleep; Because tomorrow is just another day And believe me, you don't know me. The man you used to know, Died a long, long time ago. Now the heart is dead inside, But the body still moves on. His girl has ripped his heart out, After selling his soul. He was convinced she was his girl, But she's just another 'ho. His brain is in pieces, his energy gone. He no longer has faith And he will no longer fight on. He finds happiness in depression, It's always been this way for him. It's all ****** up, his life is chaos; This is normal life for me. But if everything’s alright for him And the world and he spin as one, He packs his bags and darts through the exit; Heading back to the norm. Chaos and pain and tragedy and suffering; These are a few of my favorite things. Peace, love, friends and family; No longer mean anything to me. I crave for nothing, So there's nothing I need. I don't require any of the products sold on T.V. I don't need a wife and a kid, or a million pounds. I'm happy alive in a world of nothing; It's the other people who bring me down. (C)2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Continue reading...
94
As i watch the tears fall from my sister's eyes as she is dragged by her hair Her whimpers as her face gets scraped on the concrete. The ****** elbows, ****** knees, ****** face all covered in her salty tears The hazy yet sorrow filled look in her eyes, As each step the officer takes brings more tears down her face. The one who was holding me back so i could not go save her. My tears OUR tears splashing on the parking lot. The look on the policeman's face as he shoves her in his car. My mom yelling because he hurt my sister and she did not deserve it. Just let it go   it’s over now. It was years ago Don’t be a baby She probably deserved it Thats all thats the reason you dont like cops The things people say all running through my head making me confused. It reminds me of the time when i did not share just kept the hurt inside The hurt of being touched and feeling really bad Of ****** harassment in my own bed At the tender age of  6 my childhood began to crumble And from there it was as though if i tumbled i would fall Fall into a life full of sadness and depression So at the age of 15 i decided to grab a knife and punish myself Punishment for not helping my sister at the age of 7 Punishment for being a burden Punishment for my pain Punishment for the pain i have caused the tears that paved the way And the thing i carved right in my leg was Be happy I had to be happy about today and about tomorrow Happy about the pain Push through it was all so long ago anyways I had to make myself ok Make myself better so i could be a hero And rescue my family forever As it continued i began to remember the things i have gone through My mom moved away was it my fault? My sister is addicted to heroine is that my fault? My heart feels as though a tap would make it crumble. And with that i continue to stumble Stumble through my life pretending everything is normal Worried that i will hurt someone and make them feel alone Worried about what their lives are like at home I cried myself to sleep night after night And what i go for proof is the scars from that night Oh yes i cracked eventually i broke down a sobbing mess But in doing so told about the painful thing i did to my leg I went to a therapist the 4th the 5th the 6th? Who knows what number this one is? But what i do know is this My pills seemed to stop working quite as well and know i feel as though my life is a lot like hell I can’t fix it on my own But why would i want to tell I talk to my mom,my dad , both pairs but not together i talk to my sister who is doing fine but could always be better I guess there is a redeeming part in the end My family does not blame the way i did then My family tells me they love me and they care My family says they will be here for me even when i want to run They will follow me for sure When i say i'll run away They all come run with me. My family loves me this is true But why i ask myself But when i ask my question aloud the answer is yes Yes we love your quirks yes we love your faults.
0
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC
tears of love
As i watch the tears fall from my sister's eyes as she is dragged by her hair Her whimpers as her face gets scraped on the concrete. The ****** elbows, ****** knees, ****** face all covered in her salty tears The hazy yet sorrow filled look in her eyes, As each step the officer takes brings more tears down her face. The one who was holding me back so i could not go save her. My tears OUR tears splashing on the parking lot. The look on the policeman's face as he shoves her in his car. My mom yelling because he hurt my sister and she did not deserve it. Just let it go   it’s over now. It was years ago Don’t be a baby She probably deserved it Thats all thats the reason you dont like cops The things people say all running through my head making me confused. It reminds me of the time when i did not share just kept the hurt inside The hurt of being touched and feeling really bad Of ****** harassment in my own bed At the tender age of  6 my childhood began to crumble And from there it was as though if i tumbled i would fall Fall into a life full of sadness and depression So at the age of 15 i decided to grab a knife and punish myself Punishment for not helping my sister at the age of 7 Punishment for being a burden Punishment for my pain Punishment for the pain i have caused the tears that paved the way And the thing i carved right in my leg was Be happy I had to be happy about today and about tomorrow Happy about the pain Push through it was all so long ago anyways I had to make myself ok Make myself better so i could be a hero And rescue my family forever As it continued i began to remember the things i have gone through My mom moved away was it my fault? My sister is addicted to heroine is that my fault? My heart feels as though a tap would make it crumble. And with that i continue to stumble Stumble through my life pretending everything is normal Worried that i will hurt someone and make them feel alone Worried about what their lives are like at home I cried myself to sleep night after night And what i go for proof is the scars from that night Oh yes i cracked eventually i broke down a sobbing mess But in doing so told about the painful thing i did to my leg I went to a therapist the 4th the 5th the 6th? Who knows what number this one is? But what i do know is this My pills seemed to stop working quite as well and know i feel as though my life is a lot like hell I can’t fix it on my own But why would i want to tell I talk to my mom,my dad , both pairs but not together i talk to my sister who is doing fine but could always be better I guess there is a redeeming part in the end My family does not blame the way i did then My family tells me they love me and they care My family says they will be here for me even when i want to run They will follow me for sure When i say i'll run away They all come run with me. My family loves me this is true But why i ask myself But when i ask my question aloud the answer is yes Yes we love your quirks yes we love your faults.
Continue reading...
63
Anti-this and Anti-that. She’s got a smile like a nuclear bomb. I’m blown away by a never-be blonde. She likes the dark life and so do I. I never, never, ever want to see her cry. She needs to be loved, Like I need an intravenous-nicotine-drip. She doesn’t care, about any of this! Nothing matters! She doesn’t want to be loved And all because… LIFE ***** She’s anti-this! And anti-that! The love she needs, she has never had. She’s got a family who love her so much, But this anti-life girl needs somebody to love. If you say “Hi.” She puts her headphones on. If she has to buy you a present, then she will send you a bomb! If she only knew, that she was oh so wrong; She is not so far gone that she has to remain on her own. She needs to be loved, like a fish needs water. She needs someone, to kiss and to hold her. She needs all the things that only love can bring. She says she doesn’t need a ******* thing!! She’s anti-me and anti-you. She’s anti-man and anti-hu. She’s anti-love, When she needs it the most. She needs love… (Love is all I that know…) (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
0
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
Anti-this and anti-that
It’s a good life I need to lose weight I need to get better It’s still a good life You’ll never be good enough You’ll never make it It’s life My life is lost My life means little It’s a good… Is it? That girl doesn’t like, like you That girl says your friends.. so, YOUR FRIENDS It’s a long life Ankles break Ankles don’t always heal It’s a tough life People forget People move on It’s a cold life Friends they come Friends they go It’s a backstabbing life I don’t wanna leave I cannot wait to get back It’s a hurtful life I feel empty I feel like killing myself It’s a ****** life Someone helped Someone loved It’s a good life It will always be a **** good life So, As you age As you turn the page Remember a few things, Play the cards you were dealt best you can Cause even aces get cracked And you still won’t get them often Always remember who was there Never forget who wasn’t Keep the good time close to your heart Keep the bad ones closer Because there is so much beauty in struggle And without bad times, there’d be no good ones What happens never defines you How you react does And you get what you give So punch your own ticket There is ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel But you wont get there sitting on the platform Never forget a friend Because people are still good, trust me. Your scars don’t always show So make sure you and the people who care see them Not everyone cares Find the ones that do And try to be the one who cares to others Make everyday count And always have something to look forward to You’ll never remember a night you got enough sleep So step out of your comfort zone. Try something new-  even though you’ll regret it sometimes Life is full of small victories, everyday Win the day Don’t forget to reward yourself for them You probably deserve it You’ll find yourself being the little guy a lot Embrace that Use that to your advantage They’ll never see you coming! Try to laugh And never take anything too serious Life can be better that way sometimes Your mind is as important as your matter Be sure take care of both Look up But keep up Things are cool Cool people are cooler And bad people are the worst So listen to the good music But never underestimate the power of conversation Because people can help While everyone’s world doesn’t revolve around you Your mothers does, your dad’s usually does too There are rough patches And they always seem worse than the good ones seem good But winter isn’t forever And summer isn’t always what it cracks up to be So find the beauty in both No matter where you are in your life There are good times to be had Life has mysteries Life has misery- (a lot of misery) But tomorrow is a new day If you keep calm, work hard and just do right Life can be a **** good thing It really is a good life
0
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
Its a Good Life
It’s a good life I need to lose weight I need to get better It’s still a good life You’ll never be good enough You’ll never make it It’s life My life is lost My life means little It’s a good… Is it? That girl doesn’t like, like you That girl says your friends.. so, YOUR FRIENDS It’s a long life Ankles break Ankles don’t always heal It’s a tough life People forget People move on It’s a cold life Friends they come Friends they go It’s a backstabbing life I don’t wanna leave I cannot wait to get back It’s a hurtful life I feel empty I feel like killing myself It’s a ****** life Someone helped Someone loved It’s a good life It will always be a **** good life So, As you age As you turn the page Remember a few things, Play the cards you were dealt best you can Cause even aces get cracked And you still won’t get them often Always remember who was there Never forget who wasn’t Keep the good time close to your heart Keep the bad ones closer Because there is so much beauty in struggle And without bad times, there’d be no good ones What happens never defines you How you react does And you get what you give So punch your own ticket There is ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel But you wont get there sitting on the platform Never forget a friend Because people are still good, trust me. Your scars don’t always show So make sure you and the people who care see them Not everyone cares Find the ones that do And try to be the one who cares to others Make everyday count And always have something to look forward to You’ll never remember a night you got enough sleep So step out of your comfort zone. Try something new-  even though you’ll regret it sometimes Life is full of small victories, everyday Win the day Don’t forget to reward yourself for them You probably deserve it You’ll find yourself being the little guy a lot Embrace that Use that to your advantage They’ll never see you coming! Try to laugh And never take anything too serious Life can be better that way sometimes Your mind is as important as your matter Be sure take care of both Look up But keep up Things are cool Cool people are cooler And bad people are the worst So listen to the good music But never underestimate the power of conversation Because people can help While everyone’s world doesn’t revolve around you Your mothers does, your dad’s usually does too There are rough patches And they always seem worse than the good ones seem good But winter isn’t forever And summer isn’t always what it cracks up to be So find the beauty in both No matter where you are in your life There are good times to be had Life has mysteries Life has misery- (a lot of misery) But tomorrow is a new day If you keep calm, work hard and just do right Life can be a **** good thing It really is a good life
Continue reading...
98
Malapit na ang aking kaarawan , Subalit puno parin nang lungkot ang aking sistema, Ako nga ba ay nababahala sa nangyayari sa eksena , o sadyang di ko lang mapigilan ang naririnig sa aking mga tainga, Nakarinig ako ng isang malungkot na kanta , tugmang-tugma sa tema, Dala ang lungkot at sakit sa aking mga nadarama, titigil pa kaya ang pagiisip na patuloy lumalala , o magkukunwari nalang sa bawat araw na gusto ko nalang matapos na . Magpapasaya parin ba ako ng maraming tao , para lang itago itong nararamdaman ko , o ilalabas ko ito kahit napakahirap at baka pagtawanan nyo pa ko. Sa bawat ngiti ko na naipamamalas ay isang puntos o paraan para lumigaya ako kahit kaunti , Sa pagtahimik ko nagmamasid lang ako sa paligid , dahil takot akong magbigay opinyon , at baka ako'y paulananan ng masasakit na Salita na uukit sa aking kaluluwa hindi lang sa balat , hanggang sa tuluyan na nga akong dalhin ng aking isip , Kung saan ang dulo at solusyon ay kamatayan.
0
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 11:41 AM UTC
Tag-Ngiti
Alive, but not living Safe, but not really Happy, but dying Truthful, but not to myself Young, but seen too much Nothing, and no more to be said
0
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
Ashtyn
I need a friend Or a helping hand Someone to lead me To feed me Otherwise this addiction will soon take control
0
Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 12:01 AM UTC
Untitled
put a ****** mary in your salad you'll thank me later i saw somebody do it then i remembered it was me part bottle part bottle part can part shaker pour some drink some shake some put it all back where it came from see what i mean? hey now baby why don’t you try it for yourself stop watching everybody else and live a little eat what you want but about the irony on the side i’m telling you to pour some more and not live your life like before see what i mean? i recall listening to a feeling exploding inside i wanted to ask a professional what it means but he charges for my personal problems i spoke to myself again about it all they can really do is hope to find nobody knows her true state of mind see what i mean? i’m speaking to a teenage girl now i hate one of my parents what to do when i was three everybody told me i would they just laugh now and say wait till you have one then you’ll wish you were a teen again so why did they bother to have me then? see what i mean?
0
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 11:37 AM UTC
see what i mean?
I'll always be here for you when the days get really tough when the nights without sleep are beginning to get to rough. I will listen to you rant about how the world is so unfair and ill try to make you better because honestly I care. you're one of the reasons I smile and you help me so much I hope the life you're living is one that I have touched I hope when times are good that you think of me and I hope when times are bad you know i'll never leave because like our song says "ill never let you down" I love you with all my heart and I'm glad you have stuck around.
0
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
our kids will be friends.
You Must Remember    A man in black approached me, the sun began to die. The wind blew around me in dark shades of purple and blue. I heard no heart beat but my own. Death, he was arrived. Arrived to steal my soul and bring me down to the hot hell fires. Death, how he beckoned me so. His chains grabbed my wrists and pulled me to his cloak. I felt the fear, hate and grief of all those he has killed. Death please take me. Shatter my soul into a million pieces, for it’s of no use to me now. Rip my heart out of my chest and leave me to bleed, for I have no room for a  heart. **** the life out of me ,for I do not deserve it. Death take me into your chamber of darkness, laugh at my agonizing screams and drink my blood with your thirsty teeth. Death I beg you, never let me see the light again.    But wait death, wait a minute. I remember the the sounds of dreamy laughs, I remember the radiating smiles that made me warm and I remember the love that I so desperately yearn for. Death, oh dear death release me from these chains! Death I’m suppose to grow old and die with love, not of hate. The world it used to be so grand and bright, now so full of fear and fright.   Death have you ever felt love? I looked at hell through the eyes. Why do you not love and only despise? Death can you yourself die? Death released me from his chains and slowly moved away. Death are you scared? I asked him boldly. The room began to warm and the sun began to shine. Why are you not answering death?! He slowly backed away.   “Fine, you shall live another day”
0
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 4:34 PM UTC
You Must Remember
You Must Remember    A man in black approached me, the sun began to die. The wind blew around me in dark shades of purple and blue. I heard no heart beat but my own. Death, he was arrived. Arrived to steal my soul and bring me down to the hot hell fires. Death, how he beckoned me so. His chains grabbed my wrists and pulled me to his cloak. I felt the fear, hate and grief of all those he has killed. Death please take me. Shatter my soul into a million pieces, for it’s of no use to me now. Rip my heart out of my chest and leave me to bleed, for I have no room for a  heart. **** the life out of me ,for I do not deserve it. Death take me into your chamber of darkness, laugh at my agonizing screams and drink my blood with your thirsty teeth. Death I beg you, never let me see the light again.    But wait death, wait a minute. I remember the the sounds of dreamy laughs, I remember the radiating smiles that made me warm and I remember the love that I so desperately yearn for. Death, oh dear death release me from these chains! Death I’m suppose to grow old and die with love, not of hate. The world it used to be so grand and bright, now so full of fear and fright.   Death have you ever felt love? I looked at hell through the eyes. Why do you not love and only despise? Death can you yourself die? Death released me from his chains and slowly moved away. Death are you scared? I asked him boldly. The room began to warm and the sun began to shine. Why are you not answering death?! He slowly backed away.   “Fine, you shall live another day”
Continue reading...
6
Masks they help us hide from who we are behind a curtain dancing silhouettes they’ll never know puppets on strings acting how we should we spend so much time hiding when the mask is removed we  won’t recognize ourselves we don’t even know who we’re hiding scared to know what’s within
0
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
Masks