#secondpoem
Out of style, out of place
Who would like this unattractive face?
Unable and sometimes called cattle
I failed, they chuckled.
I cried a bucket and I just dodge.
Losing my self-esteem.
I need to recharge
It's difficult being different
But dear, you're magnificent.
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 7:35 AM UTC
Song Suggestion : Blasphemy - Bring Me The Horizon / Bury Me Face Down - Grandson
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Why must I feel this way?
Why am I surrounded by so much darkness? Why do I have to know so much pain?
Tell me - why am I so filled with hate?
I'm tired. Tired of the chaos that is my mind.
It's fraying at its fragile seams, ready to tear apart.
Am I even alive any more?
It feels like I'm falling with no end in sight. Spiralling so far downwards.
Will any one save me? Will any one drag me out of my messed-up mind - out of this darkness?
Does any one care enough to even try?
I can't. I just can't anymore. I'm done.
So filled with doubts. Stuck with the fear I immured within my own self.
I'm confused. I'm lost. I'm bitter. I'm afraid.
Don't tell me what to feel. Don't tell me that's not what you want me to be.
I'm forcing this smile for you. Happy now?
Is it pretty enough? Is it real enough? Am I good enough now?
I'm sick of your expectations. I'm tired of what you're trying to force me to be.
I'm sick of this.
I'm sick of you.
Just leave me alone.
Wait no.... Wait yes. Just go. Go.
I'm numb. I can't feel anymore. I'm tired of thinking. Of living. Of surviving even.
The colors are fading away; it's all gloomy skies and sorrow-filled clouds.
Where's the silver lining you promised? Where's the ****** rainbow after the storm? Was that a lie too?
The lights are dimming every so slowly. They're blinking out.
I'll stay awake... Cause it's hard to fall asleep these days.
Hope's all gone now. Sanity's all that is left.
Don't leave me. Please don't. I can't do this all alone.
Someone... save me if you can.
I'm begging you. Anyone out there who's even willing to listen. Help me.
... P l e a s e?
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"And I wonder why -
I tear myself down to be built back up again.
All I hope somehow -
I'll wake up young again.
All that's left of myself -
Holes in my false-confidence.
And I'll lay myself down -
And hope I'll wake up young again."
False Confidence - Noah Kahan
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 6:55 PM UTC
I was in a cave
Not that bright, not too dim
The water was shallow
But enough to swim
I held my head under
I could barely see
I started to choke
I could barely breath
A golden flounder
Caught my attention
It’s golden, it’s bright,
It was full of intention,
It guided its way from right to left
Missing out on rocks
Swimming into the depth
A golden flounder
Caught my attention
I rose my head up
Gazing at my reflection,
What was I doing
Where was I going
Little did I know
The golden flounder was watching
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 6:13 PM UTC
I love fall
It is the perfect representation
of learning
how to finally
let go.
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
I was confined in a box
The only way I could talk to you was through a detrimental robot
I wish I said more
I wish I wasn't so torn
Goodbye my love.
I cried for so long
Because you couldn't hold on
I daydreamed for so long
Because you kept my spirit going on
Goodbye my love.
Although our time was short
You were my fort,
You were my temple
And I ******* praised you
Goodbye my love.
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 2:40 PM UTC
The first time I saw you,
Standing up on stage,
Your gentle protruderence beckoned,
I yearned for your girth.
Standing alongside one Michael Cassio.
A Florentine.
My eyes could not escape.
I disregarded my A1 in English,
All I wanted was the D.
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
As low as nicknames go,
I chose the worst for you,I chose this as your position,
your time,
your place to me,
even if you're my third one,
you're all I can see.
You're my third one,
the third person to make me swoon,
You're my third one,
Though the first to make me feel torturingly alive,
You're my third one,
and you know what they say,
Third time's a charm.
I still feel guilty calling you Third
When you're my first
right now,right here,
Open or close,
My eyes,
They see your cheery white teeth
in your amazing smile,
My eyes,
They stare at your confident lazy eyes
coolly seeing,hiding your emotions in it's golden brown depths,
My eyes,
They appreciate your Greek-like,straight nose,
long with strength and sharp with confidence,
My eyes,
They see your mouse-like ears,
keen to casually hear
conversations you may not seem to care.
;
My eyes,
They see your fine build,
veins running downs places,up and over your tiny muscles.
My eyes,my heart,
they don't see your personality,
they only see the cool outside shell you've built around it.
Yes,occasionally,
you let go of that cool aura,
you goof off,you laugh,you act silly
with your friends.
And I'll stand there,
not even ashamed to stare
your perfection a glare
like your sun rays bear.
You like your sports,
your music,
your Dota 2.
I want to know everything about you.
That's the sad part,isn't it?
For me at least,I don't know about you.
I DON'T KNOW (ANYTHING)ABOUT YOU
YET I'M CRAAAAAZY
For you.
Get a hold of yourself,self.
The audience aren't here for screaming.
They want sadness ,tragedy,romanticism.
But damn,I can only give you guys 2.
There's no romance but in my head,my dreams,
torturing me with false hope and implanted feelings
No sadness but in my heart,
I can't have him,
I know,
I'm slowly tearing apart.
We don't talk,we don't speak,
we look,we glance,we sometimes take a dare and stare,
but
that's the only tweak.
There's no tragedy but in the non-romantic relationship between his friend and me,
I was called a stalker,
my best friend rudely rejected for small favors,
that's a tragic crushing history.
There were chances I could've taken,
if you,my Third One still sat on the bus,
when your sister wouldn't be between us,
but day after day
It slowly became a bust.
More sadness?
Well,summer's here.
I can't see you no more,
you didn't show the last week of school or the few days before.
I admit,I'm stalking you.
But I need you to stop stalking my mind,taking over my thoughts,my vision,
making me blind.
Maybe I'll forget about you the next 2 months.
It'll be hard but I'll try.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
Try as i may,
Beneath the ground was where i stayed.
I was a fool, i gave up colour for gray,
Eternal pain and suffering, that was my price to pay.
But as i felt helpless, the world fading from sight,
I saw the most beautiful light.
Could this be? my escape from this plight?
To escape from the gray, to be bathed in white?
With nothing but escape in mind,
I rushed towards it, hoping to rejoin mankind.
And as i approached it, the brightness made me blind,
But i could feel it, i was no longer confined.
A second chance, was what i had received,
A free man once more, i no longer had to grieve.
And as i walked, i look at what i had achieved,
I had escaped the gray, and for that i was relieved.
But as i walked, i realized something was awry,
I was no longer a man, but a soul in the sky.
I knew i was still dead, and for that i cried,
Even though it was my choice to die.
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
At nightfall,
I'll sneak out
Hoping to catch
Your gleaming eyes
Staring at mine
Showing the message
My heart desires
Back when we
First laid eyes
Obviously showing
Love at first sight
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 6:14 AM UTC