#notok
Remember when everything was fine
Never thought about you being mine
When I had the courage to look in your eye
When it wasn't scary for us to spend time
Remember when I couldn't take the hint
I found out how you felt 'bout me
And the promises didnt turn out to be-
And then you came up looking at me
Looking at me, looking at me...
Oct 15, 2024
Oct 15, 2024 at 12:15 AM UTC
Whoever needs to hear it:
abuse is abuse no matter what kind.
Physical, mental, verbal, ******
none of it is OK. It will never be OK.
Whoever needs to hear it:
men, women, non binary,
however you identify yourself,
just because you "can take it"
doesn't mean you should have to.
Whoever needs to hear it:
you didn't do anything to deserve it.
Whoever needs to hear it:
you have nothing to be ashamed of.
It's OK to ask for help.
And Whoever needs to hear it: you matter.
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 9:45 PM UTC
i want to be noticed
but not the way everyone else does
i don't want to be famous
or liked by everyone
i want to be noticed
i want to love someone
who loves me back
i want to be able to
not to have to hide myself
to make people think i'm okay
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 10:12 AM UTC
my mom always said
pretty girls don’t pick their face
so then I look at me
and I feel like a disgrace
because my hands won’t stay in place
and pretty girls don’t pick their face
I blame myself for every bump that shows
and I hate that everyone knows
don’t pick they say
but these things aren’t on their face
I’m so ashamed
I just want to hide away
because pretty girls don’t pick their face
someday they’ll disappear
and you’ll feel prettier
“it’s sad you don’t feel confident
in your own skin”
they say it’s a phase
but all the negatives out weigh
because pretty girls don’t pick their face
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 5:22 PM UTC
Decay, degenerate
Rot in hell from all this hate
Lessen, languish, lower, regress
Back to when I was a mess
Sink, slide, undermine
I don’t think I was ever fine
Fade, fail, fall apart
I wasn’t “okay” from the start.
Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 6:07 PM UTC
Im not doing ok
I havent washed my hair
since last Sunday
I've worn these clothes
For the past 3 days
Just about killed myself
Saturday night
But like nothing is really wrong
Im just ******* depressed
And I don’t know how to get out of it
I almost asked someone how
I know if I need more help
But
Instead I typed a paragraph about
Why they matter and
Need to put themselves first
Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC
The teddy bears went into the woods today
they didn't come back, but that's ok
it's the place where they frolic and play
and sometimes they lose their way
The teddy bears went into the woods today
the wolves are there, but that's ok
they don't talk much, with nothing to say
it's just where they eat the buffet
The teddy bears went into the woods today
mountain lions are there, but that's ok
they love fresh meat, that happens to stray
the remains are left on display
The teddy bears went into the woods in May
they didn't come back, they're not ok
the animals there eat each and every day
and teddy bears are easy prey
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
Please,
remember that the following things are okay,
specially
when you are not:
It is ok to spend the day
on your own
And it is okay
to cry your eyes out,
even if you don't understand
why all the tears come
from such little things
It is perfectly fine to
clear your mind and
forget the rest of the world
Because, sometimes,
the rest of the world
forgets you too
Although
it's sad to think that
he is also a part
of that world
Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 10:02 PM UTC
i thought that you may come by
to see if i'm all right
i disappeared without a trace
or were you too busy to notice?
this night is far too dark
and it's echoing loneliness too loudly
i thought that you may stop by
to see if i'm all right
but since you haven't asked,
here's my unheard reply,
no, i am not all right
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 2:09 AM UTC
You tried to stop,
But it didn't work.
You tried to be happy,
But you only got hurt...
Another night,
Another curse,
Some time to cry,
It just makes things worse.
Another mark,
Another scar
Your skin cry's more,
You've had this feeling before.
You already know,
You are unwanted,
You are worthless,
And you are unloved..
The best feeling you have,
Is the blade that you hold.
In your bedroom,
You shut the door,
Only to break down again,
Crying all night,
No one knows what you do...
The next day,
You hope for the better,
It starts again,
Another story,
Another scar.....
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC
I want to die
and theres no where for me to hide
my family hates me
their biggest wish would have to be to erase me
i no longer have any friends
i couldn't have predicted that this would be the way for everything to end
one ******* mistake
another chance i didn't take
i'm left here drowning
without any frowning
i've been fighting alone
now there's simply nowhere left for me to go
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
When did I obtain
So much hurt
When did my heart
Feel like dirt
When did my voice
Become lies
So much of my pain
Hides inside
When was it okay
To speak lies
Deep inside my heart
My voice hides
What I want to say
I don't speak
I keep it away
Like a freak
I'm just so relieved
That you're here
Making sure I'm fine
Hope in my ear
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 9:08 PM UTC
"He loves me"
She tells herself
She smiles
"He loves drugs"
She tells herself
A part of her dies
"He loves me, he said so"
She tells herself
She smiles a little less
"He loves drugs,
he said that too"
She tells herself
She stops smiling
"But he loves me"
She tells herself
......
Unconvinced
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 5:59 AM UTC
"Nothing, nothing's wrong,"
I wave concern away,
While I see their faces in greyscale.
"I'm fine, just stop worrying,"
I mutter, to them?
Or to myself, to persuade my own mind?
"It's OK, honestly,"
I lie to all,
While the world closes in around my head.
"Leave me alone, it's nothing,"
I scream as my legs give way,
They gather, I try to hide from their curious eyes.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong,"
I whisper on the ground,
Curling up to shield my ears from the echoes of confusion.
"Everything's going to be fine,"
I tell myself, forceful now,
I bat away the doubt that invades my mind.
But still there is no light,
I am not blind, but I can't see,
I am not angry, but rage builds,
Finally I snap,
A fist,
Contact,
"Stop asking."
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC