On one edge sat my father, in his white vest and messy hair,
On the other was my mother, with a frown and a stare, When these words came out from her without any hesitation, not even slight, ‘Go ahead, Aman, you can commit suicide.’ All I kept wanting was my little sister to never know about ****, When they said, ‘We can go through that pain as well.’
Parents are always there
Always letting you know they care In the darkness they are the light, They can make even the darkest days bright. Earwigs, roaches and spiders, they’re not scared of any For our happiness they’d trade every penny. They scare away the monsters from beneath our bed, “I’ll love you forever” they’ve often said. They also nag and give us curfews More and more responsibilities to review “No going on dates till your 16”, When you go out fill the car with gasoline They always tell us to shoot for the stars, Who knew love could be so hard. No matter how much you hated them and thought they were wrong, You still miss them when they are gone. Parents will forever be our friends, And love us unconditionally till the end.
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please tell my heart to simmer down
i can’t hear myself think over all of this noice it’s making. it bubbles and boils and makes my skin itch with the urge to **** it. please take my heart away. i can’t bear the burden of it again. it feels so heavy, like someone buried it six feet under, but i can still feel it. it’s like it’s calling out to me from underneath. it wants me to help it but i can’t. i put it under there myself and i lost the map
I'm sorry That I used to like you And you And you But really, I am sorry That infatuation took over But I needed to be sober Sober from my alchoholic memories of her A shipwreck I can't get over And I still can't get over.
and now they'd know i'm so done hahaha rip t a b a n g m g a d i y o s
Someone stole my color
And threw it to the wind Scattered like ashes I don’t know if I’ll ever find it Someone stole my color From the face I know so well I saw it in the cotton candy clouds And the teal ocean swell Someone stole my color I guess that’s where it went The world looks so much brighter Like something heaven-sent Someone stole my color And that’s what no one knows Depression isn’t black It’s the color of a rose It’s the light orange in a sunset And the yellow of a peach Light blue, my favorite color So simply out of reach Purple like my favorite eyeshadow No, lavender, I’d guess you’d say And my favorite music artist Although he has passed away Someone stole my color Now everything’s too bright I suppose sometimes darkness Isn’t the opposite of light Someone stole my color So I’ll wear grey and black As if in mourning Until I get it back
i guess i just don't have much to say anymore
because silence is just so peaceful
Out of all the hearts you could break, why did it have to be mine?
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The throbbing, consuming see
Filling and emptying, bear. Rushing-- riptide -- ravaging, flea! It does not dry, It does not sate, It serves not to berate The pushing, pressuring sea Cleaning and dirtying, bare. Calming. Candor. Caressing, Be.
may 24, 2017
last suicide attempt everyone blamed you it was him he hurt you why do you even talk to him still? you were never the reason you broke up with me that night and i snapped the only thing that kept me happy left and i had zero reason to live it was never your fault...
Everything I write, everything I draw; delete
The things I create, I cannot complete Is it being insecure or being lazy? I don't know how to be a productive lady I feel ****** Since I can't anything executed My work lives in the recycling bin It's close in resemblance to a din The backspace key is faded My soul is abraded I hate that I can't articulate Does anyone else relate? At least this poem is finished but it has no real end I hope it shows what I intend