#needhelp - Hello Poetry

So, no this isn’t a poem today. This is me trying to reach out. I feel so alone And I need someone Anyone To talk to. Please help I’m running out of time..

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Mar 11, 2020

Mar 11, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC

liajthompson

I need help

So, no this isn’t a poem today. This is me trying to reach out. I feel so alone And I need someone Anyone To talk to. Please help I’m running out of time..

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His childhood went up in smoke when his mom got sick He found out, he could hide in that little cloud of smoke, he made, when he exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. He lost the girl of his dream, because of the smoke that went down to his lungs, out of his mouth and into her hair. He tried to show her, that he needed her help by make smoke signals, because he had heard that that’s the way to ask for help, when its serious and nobody is around. She never noticed his cry for help in the smoke. his life went up in smoke.

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Jul 6, 2018

Jul 6, 2018 at 5:30 AM UTC

yellow-soul

S**M***O****K****E

His childhood went up in smoke when his mom got sick He found out, he could hide in that little cloud of smoke, he made, when he exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. He lost the girl of his dream, because of the smoke that went down to his lungs, out of his mouth and into her hair. He tried to show her, that he needed her help by make smoke signals, because he had heard that that’s the way to ask for help, when its serious and nobody is around. She never noticed his cry for help in the smoke. his life went up in smoke.

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It’s summer vacation No school, no anything, But I can’t relax, I can’t be happy I’m feeling like packing up my things, and moving to the other side of the world I’m so sick and tired of the same people, the same school, and the same rumors, I’m caught in this small town where everyone knows everyone, Every single day I feel like running far away Like to a forest, and just scream, scream so loud, and so long Scream until my lungs are out of air, And I pass out on the cold hard ground, in a river of my own tears, I’m caught in a relationship with a person I don’t love, But I can’t cope with hurting him, so, I just smile and act like nothing is wrong, even though I cry inside all the time, it’s getting clear to me that I don’t have any friends at least no anyone that really care about me not anyone that knows me, but that’s because I keep everything to myself they think I’m pretty and funny, that’s the reason why to boys love me, and the girls hate me. I’m so messed up, I don’t know how to be happy anymore, I don’t even care for what my parents say, I get drunk on school days, I’m basically the kid my parents always told me to stay away from, And I would love to, but I can’t, Because the place I’m caught most of all, Is in my head, Me and my summer depression.

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Jun 29, 2018

Jun 29, 2018 at 7:23 AM UTC

yellow-soul

me and my summer depression

It’s summer vacation No school, no anything, But I can’t relax, I can’t be happy I’m feeling like packing up my things, and moving to the other side of the world I’m so sick and tired of the same people, the same school, and the same rumors, I’m caught in this small town where everyone knows everyone, Every single day I feel like running far away Like to a forest, and just scream, scream so loud, and so long Scream until my lungs are out of air, And I pass out on the cold hard ground, in a river of my own tears, I’m caught in a relationship with a person I don’t love, But I can’t cope with hurting him, so, I just smile and act like nothing is wrong, even though I cry inside all the time, it’s getting clear to me that I don’t have any friends at least no anyone that really care about me not anyone that knows me, but that’s because I keep everything to myself they think I’m pretty and funny, that’s the reason why to boys love me, and the girls hate me. I’m so messed up, I don’t know how to be happy anymore, I don’t even care for what my parents say, I get drunk on school days, I’m basically the kid my parents always told me to stay away from, And I would love to, but I can’t, Because the place I’m caught most of all, Is in my head, Me and my summer depression.

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I’m having black thoughts again, my eyes are flinching, my skin is peeling, my brain is bleeding, those memories are coming back again. my eyes are sweating, my skin is drying, my brain is breathing, rapidly. I’m having black thoughts again.

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Nov 17, 2014

Nov 17, 2014 at 2:18 AM UTC

kingBacon

Black Thoughts

I’m having black thoughts again, my eyes are flinching, my skin is peeling, my brain is bleeding, those memories are coming back again. my eyes are sweating, my skin is drying, my brain is breathing, rapidly. I’m having black thoughts again.

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