thepsychkid

thepsychkid Mar 2016

Because between happiness and sadness
Every paper with my words tears in sadness.
There’s just too much to do with sadness.
You can write it everywhere.
Cry with it.
Shout the pain.
Keep the hurt.
Run away with it.
Forget it.
Look for what is lost.
Find yourself.
Fix what can be fix.
Tears with all the memories.
Regret with the wrong decisions.
Because with sadness, there’s always something on it.
Something you can hold and feel in your heart.
Something that can grow and get bigger.

But happiness don’t.
It floats with the air.
It fades with the time.
It only appears when it’s real.
You feel it in that moment.
And if you feel it tomorrow
and the next day and the next other days
that just it.
You just feel it.
And that’s good.
It makes you beautiful and lively.
But you can’t write it down the same way it feels like.
It can’t give you the same way it feels like
nomatter how many times you read it.
You can’t hold it and keep it in your heart.
Because happiness is too much of a feeling.
It can’t find its place to grow and live on you.
It only get high on you and flow.
It flows to people around you but that just it.

At the end of the day,
Happiness will always become a memories.
**And memories is a sadness in the making.

#pain #sadness #happiness #hurt #runaway

Mar 2016

Hannah Martin

Are You Okay?

“Are you okay?”
Three simple words.
You either mean them,
Or you could simply care less.

Since when do you care if something is wrong?
Are you only asking because I’m ignoring you?
You want to feel guilt free,
Like you weren’t the source of my pain.

Just leave me alone,
I don’t want to talk to you.

I don’t feel like trying to explain myself,
And I don’t have to.

Maybe I don’t even have a reason.
Maybe I’m so used to being sad all the time,
It never really goes away.

Just because I smile,
Doesn’t mean I’m okay.

Smiles can be faked,
Smiles don’t always equal happiness.

It doesn’t matter what the outside looks like,
Since I’m dying on the inside.

The answer to your question is no,
I’m not o-*******-kay.

Why you ask?
Who knows,
I have trouble keeping track these days.

All I know is,
I’m not okay.

Feb 2016

Sarah Richardson

Conquer

By loving you I learned to hate myself
In finding you I learned to lose myself
Eyes roll back into my head,
Decorated by ugly shades of red
Don't really know if I meant what I said,
If I'd rather be dead

Couldn't stop the shakes
Turned my tears into lakes
Trying to teach myself not to need you here
This is someone trying to disappear

Craving your careful stroke of my hair
That simple bliss so temporary

But in leaving you I've learned to need myself
And in forgetting you I've learned to be myself
They said life teaches you how to live it,
you just have to live long enough to get it

#love #addiction #depression #pain #sadness #up #break #drug #you

thepsychkid Feb 2016

She is Me

I saw her today.
Not lively but damaged.
She doesn't seem familiar,
Like the girl she was before.
Slowly she fades in my sight.
Then I feel her. She's in me.
Inside me she feels like home.
Inside me she looks just like me.

Jan 2016

Bianca Reyes

I, The Queen

I am the queen of what ifs
Sitting on a throne of could've beens

My fears are my loyal subjects
Escorting my dreams to the gallows

My ambitions are now prisoners
To my court of procrastination

I, the queen
Reign over all of this regret

May we never forget

I, The Queen ©

I GOT DAILY POEM!!! Wow, thank you to everyone who read, commented, shared and liked this and thanks to anyone who reads this and does the same. Yay :)

Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 11, 2016. Copywrite and all rights reserved under Bianca Reyes

#life #regret #loss #dreams #thoughts #loneliness #queen

thepsychkid Dec 2015

To My Psychotic Younger Self

Life is beautiful,
so you should live it beautifully.
You're just fifteen years old.
It is not your fault!
Nobody is perfect and no one will.
Your age is the age of making mistakes,
so it's okay to make mistake.
It is not your responsibilities.
"You could have prevent it." is not meant to be.
Not knowing something bad will happen
is not your fault.
So don't take responsible about it.

You're just sixteen years old.
You can make mistake!
Mistake is inevitable.
Being afraid is normal.
It's okay to have weaknesses.
It's okay to fail.
It's not your fault.
Don't think that you have no right
to make mistakes.
You can make mistakes.

You're just seventeen years old.
Don't pretend you can be perfect.
Nobody is perfect.
You can make wrong choices.
You can change your mind.
You can make mistakes.
You can be understood.
You can be forgiven.

You're just eighteen years old.
Not because they failed, you have to be responsible for the rest.
You're not at fault.
Don't take responsible.
You can make mistakes.
Believe in yourself.
Don't live for them.
Don't succeed in life because
you have to for them.
Don't cry because you're afraid to fail them.
Don't run because you're mad
you'll disappoint them.
Don't lose yourself because you can't find the person they want you to be.

You're just nineteen years old.
Dont wish to die because you feel like
you'll cause them dead if you fail.
Don't cry at night because you're afraid of
your reality and nightmares.
Don't hide somewhere because
you're ashamed of what you have become.
Succeed because you want to, for yourself.
Don't take responsible for them.
You're just you.
It's okay to make mistakes.
Be afraid.
Have weaknesses.
Cry.
Fail.
It's okay to be you.
**Be You.

Because every one of us had a past self that are full of regrets. And I hope by writing this, I am letting my younger self flee from any guilt and regrets.

#guilt #innocent #regrets #mistakes #flee #hideous #weaknesses #youngerself

thepsychkid Dec 2015

Alive in Pain

When people come to truths
they dont want to deal with,
they close their eyes.
Hoping that the darkness
will cover and hide everything.

It isn't easy. It isn't worth it.
It is painful.

And hope is a torture sometimes.
And though they are pretending
they are okay,
reality is they are dead inside
when they are smiling.

And with every pain they feel,
they realize they are alive
and then they choose to die inside
over and over again.