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Tatiana Mar 2015
Things fall apart
and here I am, sitting in the dark.
Alone, alone, alone.
I just need something to create a spark
of life.

But you're alright, everything is fine,
keep your wits sharp,
be quick,
and don't forget to laugh.

Other's words can't hurt me,
for I am strong, I am not weak.
Liar, liar, liar.
I can't tell anyone why I gaze into
the distance.

Why aren't you laughing?
They can't hurt you if you laugh.
Laughing is power.
LAUGH.

I let a giggle slip past my lips
that I have tried so desperately to keep shut.
Laugh, laugh, laugh.
Maybe it's a good thing that I am alone and
i'm laughing

You are not broken,
You are happy!
So laugh! and don't you ever stop!
But I want to stop... Do. Not. Stop.

I laugh until my stomach hurts and
tears roll down my face.
Stop, stop, stop.
No, just let me descend into
insane laughter.

For if I don't laugh, I will most definitely be torn apart.
I wrote this one about a month ago but I didn't post it even though it was completed. But now that i'm feeling better I want to share this piece with you all. I tried laughing off my problems and well... that didn't work.
Tatiana Mar 2015
Hear all the voices that won't let me leave
whether or not they are real or perceived
to be in my own head suffocating
my heart is heavy, thorns stab where I breathe

My sorrow is just like another day
I now feel pain that surrounds where I lay
my veins ache as blood pounds inside my skin
but with friends I can take the pain okay

My mother tried to help prevent my fall
she told me that I couldn't save them all
I guess that also means myself as well
for I one day will hit the ground and crawl

But how depressing am I to say this
It won't be fixed with a handshake or kiss
but with the determination to live
that is something I had that I do miss

Maybe my mother was right all this time
that I can't save them all with this small rhyme
but I could most definitely try to
reach out so others and myself can climb

I'm a cycle of happiness and pain
I think I can see through the pouring rain
Look! There is shelter not too far ahead
There is the place which will help me stay sane

Now that I realize that we all regress
into our shells when we are in distress
but we can always come back out and try again
because all of us are works in progress
A little glimmer of hope... as little as it is, it's still hope... Well, I hope it is.
Tatiana Feb 2015
Red flames burning into my soul,
i'm looking for the light,
a glow.
But all I find is the raging inferno inside of me,
leaving those stinging pink wounds
of Hell in my body.
Where is God?
I met the Devil and the other demons,
where is my light?
I can feel it growing stronger,
the pain, it's too much.
But wait, could it be?
There is a clash of light and dark
exploding in my mind
and I don't know what the outcome will be
when the Devil and God clash inside of me.
Tatiana Feb 2015
Dying
Always
Ruins
Love
Youth
Is
Now
Gone

Didn't you know that, Darling?
I don't know...
© Tatiana
Tatiana Feb 2015
There is fire in your soul,
there is fire in your heart.
My brother you must understand
that is the light in your dark,
it always comes from your heart.
Tatiana Feb 2015
Whispers are like voices being carried on the wind.
They dance just out of range
and your ear can't quite catch it.
You probably should have tried harder to listen.

Shouts are like cannons exploding the enemies ranks.
They are always heard
and your body feels the blast.
You probably should have tried harder to run away.

Little taps are like needles.
They dig gently into your fingertips
and you can barely feel them.
You probably should have tried to feel something for once.

Smacks are like gunshots.
They rip through your flesh leaving their mark
and your skin stings from the contact.
You probably should have tried to avoid them.

Light is like peace and purity.
It places hope in your heart
and your mind can understand that.
You probably should have tried to hang on to that.

Darkness is like a deep, black ocean.
It suffocates you, the pressure is intense
and your lungs feel like they're drowning.
You probably should have tried to swim.

The end is just like the beginning.
It always happens so quickly
and your body is not quite prepared for it.
You probably should have recognized that this is the end.
  Feb 2015 Tatiana
Emily Rowe
The saddest thing about
This sadness
Is that you have taken
Everything
From me.
I can't even write
A single good poem
Anymore.
The one thing I thought
I could do
The one thing I thought
I was good at
The one thing I thought
Would always be there...
But I guess I thought
The same thing about you
And I guess I made
The same mistakes I've
Always
Made
Waiting
             Wishing
                           Wondering if you
Would come back
To me.
If you would feel
The same fiery passion in your heart
That burns in mine.
So I guess I'll just sit here
And write bad poetry
And that's all we ever were
Just bad poetry that I tried
Too hard to interpret as good
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