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SophiaAtlas Dec 2020
I just took a DNA test
Turns out, I'm 100%
The savior of the
The beaten,
And the ******.
SophiaAtlas Dec 2021
I just can't handle automatic doors.
SophiaAtlas Oct 2023
Paranoia is healthy in small doses.
What does it mean to you?
SophiaAtlas Aug 2023
Hey, I'm backkkkk

It's been a while.
I haven't done anything on here for like a year almost. Really miss this.
SophiaAtlas May 2019
13 reasons
All explaining why
Hannah Baker
Decided to die.
So many reasons,
Why would a dead girl lie?
i made this based on my love for 13 Reasons Why
SophiaAtlas Sep 2022
It's my birthday.
SophiaAtlas Feb 2022
February 22nd 2022 (2/22/2022) falls on a Tuesday so we'll be able to call it 2's day and that's really the only thing keeping me going.
SophiaAtlas Nov 2021
When someone close to me
Leaves me a voice mail after a missed call,
I don't erase them.
Because I'm worried that one day
They'll all be gone.
And all I'll have
Are their voices.
SophiaAtlas Dec 2020
"How are you?"
"In a good way or bad way?"
"In a Gerard Way."
SophiaAtlas Nov 2020
If you could, would you take it back?
SophiaAtlas Aug 2019
You think you're smarter
Than me, with
All your bad poetry
This is a part of Melanie Martinez's song 'Alphabet Boy'
SophiaAtlas Aug 2019
All the makeup in the world
Won't make you feel
this is a lyric from Melanie Martinez's song called 'Sippy Cup' it might sound childish...but its not. trust me.
SophiaAtlas May 2019
A pool of blood is all it takes
For someone to realize they made a mistake
SophiaAtlas Jan 2019
I need to be alone.
Alone enough to think,
Alone enough to wonder,
About things that are not meant for me.
SophiaAtlas Feb 2019
How can there be so much pain in a place where
There is so much joy?
A loving relationship is the most awesome  thing in the world.
This is why it also holds the
Potential for so much sadness.
SophiaAtlas Nov 2019
Toby: I really don't understand how a lot of you are still single. Because you're all attractive and have good taste in music. What more do people want?

Masky: Sanity.

Toby: People are so demanding.
this is a mood lol raise your hands if this is a mood! *Raises hand*
SophiaAtlas Mar 2019
You know what I heard about Amy?
Amy likes spiders.
Icky, wriggly, hairy, ugly spiders!
That's why I'm not friends with her.
Amy has a cute singing voice.
I heard her singing my favorite love song.
Every time she sang the chorus, my heart would pound to the rhythm of the words.
But she likes spiders.
That's why I'm not friends with her.
One time, I hurt my leg really bad.
Amy helped me up and took me to the nurse.
I tried not to let her touch me.
She likes spiders, so her hands are probably gross.
That's why I'm not friends with her.
Amy has a lot of friends.
I always see her talking to people.
She probably talks about spiders.
What if her friends start to like spiders too?
That's why I'm not friends with her.
It doesn't matter if she has other hobbies.
It doesn't matter if she keeps it private.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't hurt anyone.
It's gross.
She's gross.
The world is better off without spider lovers.
And I'm gonna tell everyone.
SophiaAtlas Mar 2019
Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of

Get out of my head before I do what I know is best for you.
Get out of my head before I listen to everything she said to me.
Get out of my head before I show you how much I love you.
Get out of my head before I finish writing this poem.

But a poem is never actually finished.
It just stops moving.
SophiaAtlas Aug 2020
Silly little girl
Don't fool yourself
They've seen your scars
Just don't want to help

Little do they know
How much could change
With three simple words,

"Are you okay?"
SophiaAtlas Jan 2019
I want to scream
I want to cry,
And I hate to admit it,
But I want to die.
I  want to stop this constant hurt
To stop the voices in my head
To never again get out of bed
To stop cutting up my skin
Like it's paper
The blade is a pen
But I am an artist
And I can't quit
Every cut a step closer
To finishing my artwork
And once I finish
The lines soon fade
Till little white lines
Are all that remain
And if I make a mistake
I cut and cut
Till blood covers up
Anything that I made
And then i'll start over
Onto a clean slate
And when the lines heal
I'll trace them sometimes
Remembering the story
That lays behind each line.
SophiaAtlas Jun 2021
One minute, I was flying free through the air.

The next, I came crashing down into cold, unforgiving concrete.

As I lay dying, I tried to move my now useless appendages, but all that came out was a pathetic twitching. Panic and pain was my world. In the distance, the mountains I watched began to turn, turn in the snow.

I could feel my heart race as this thing, this titan turned around and stared down at me through its immensely black hood. I could feel its gaze meet mine somehow, through that emptiness, as it leaned in towards me.

Suddenly, the prospect of dying didn't seem so bad.

A familiar sense of longing and comfortability began to wash over me as my mind faded to nothing...


As I watched the bird die, its little wings flapping, I felt tears stream down my face.

"Oh no, oh just sleep little one, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

What was I apologizing for? I didn't do this.

And it occurred to me how much I must have looked like death to this little creature, with my large hood blackening my face and my large, slender-fingered hand coming towards it, ready to embrace it and pull it towards its ultimate end, and I thought about how it may have seen the countless stars reflected in that great endless pool, somewhat like eyes...
SophiaAtlas Feb 2022
Don't hit your girlfriend unless you're smacking that ***.

But make sure you have consent to smack that ***.

Ask the cutie before you touch the *****.
SophiaAtlas Jul 2019
The nicer you are,
The more you’re hurt.

So just be an *******.
SophiaAtlas Aug 2021
I'm not "cute" awkward.

I'm Patrick Stump in 'Dance Dance' music video awkward.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2021
When a little kid falls over,
The silence that follows after is the worst.
Because their either absolutely fine,
or filling their lungs with enough air to mimic an air raid siren.
SophiaAtlas Aug 2021

(Hello Poetry wouldn't let me on)
SophiaAtlas Mar 2019
A marvel millions of years in the making.
Where the womb of Earth chaotically meets the surface.
Under a clear blue sky, an expanse of bliss -
But beneath gray rolling clouds, an endless enigma.
The easiest world to get lost in
is one where everything can be found.

One can only build a sand castle where the sand is wet.
But where the sand is wet, the tide comes.
Will it gently lick at your foundations until you give in?
Or will a sudden wave send you crashing down in the blink of an eye?
Either way the outcome is the same.
Yet we still build sand castles.

I stand where the foam wraps around my ankles.
Where my toes squish into the sand.
The salty air is therapeutic.
The breeze is gentle, yet powerful.
I sink my toes into the ultimate boundary line, tempted by the foamy tendrils.
Turn back, and I abandon my peace to erode at the shore.
Drift forward, and I return to Earth forevermore.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2019
As sunbeams graze my cold cheeks,
I am reminded that
We too have the power
To warm the world with
Our beautiful light.
SophiaAtlas Mar 2019
Tomorrow will be brighter with me around
But when today is dim, I can only look down.
My looking is a little more forward
Because you look at me.

When I want to say something, I say it with a shout!
But my truest feelings can never come out.
My words are a little less empty
Because you listen to me.

When something is above me, I reach for the stars.
But when I feel small, I don't get very far.
My standing is a little bit taller
Because you sit with me.

I believe in myself with all of my heart.
But what do I do when it's torn all apart?
My faith is a little bit stronger
Because you trusted me.

My pen always puts my feelings to the test.
I'm not a good writer, but my best is my best.

My poems are a little bit dearer
Because you think of me.

Because you, because you, because you.
SophiaAtlas Nov 2019
Violets are blue,
Like the water I fell in
Now it's getting hard to breathe
Where I dwell
So be my gamer girl
And i'll be your gamer boy.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2019
Best friends will stick together until the end.
They are like a straight line that will never bend.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2022
The Bible said Adam AND Eve so I slept with both of them.
It's the Bible not the Straightble. I'm just following the book.
SophiaAtlas Oct 2020
When I was younger,
I used to think that Oaken from Frozen
Was saying, " Yoo hoo! Pigs had to bow down!"
I now realize he was actually saying, " Yoo hoo! Big summer blowout!"
SophiaAtlas Oct 2021
I feel like Billie is HEAVILY inspired by MCR and Frank Iero.

Stomachaches = Album by Frank Iero
Bellyache = Song by Billie Eilish

"I'm Not Okay" = Lyrics/Song by MCR
"I'm not okay" = Lyrics from the song 'Listen Before I Go' by Billie Eilish

"I'm Okay" = Lyrics from the song 'I'm Not Okay' by MCR
"I'm Okay" = Lyrics from 'You Should See Me In A Crown' by Billie Eilish

Six Feet Down Under = Song by Frank Iero
Six Feet Under = Song by Billie Eilish

Don't you think so too?
SophiaAtlas Dec 2019
Well they encourage your complete cooperation
Send you roses when they think you need to smile
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough
So give them blood, blood, blood
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful **** (oh thank you)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love
I found my new favorite band.
SophiaAtlas Dec 2019
She wears her pain
Like an invisible cloak
You will never see it.
Except for in her eyes.
They are blue.
this poem is about myself.
SophiaAtlas Mar 2019
I pop off my scalp like the lid of a cookie jar.
It's the secret place where I keep all my dreams.
Little ***** of sunshine, all rubbing together like a bundle of kittens
I reach inside with my thumb and forefinger and pluck one out.
It's warm and tingly.
But there's no time to waste! I put it in a bottle to keep it safe.
And I put the bottle on the shelf with all of the other bottles.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts in bottles, all in a row.

My collection makes me lots of friends.
Each bottle a starlight to make amends.
Sometimes my friend feels a certain way.
Down comes a bottle to save the day.

Night after night, more dreams.
Friend after friend, more bottles.
Deeper and deeper my fingers go.
Like exploring a dark cave, discovering the secrets hiding in the nooks and crannies.
Digging and digging.
Scraping and scraping.

I blow dust off my bottle caps.
It doesn't feel like time elapsed.
My empty shelf could use some more.
My friends look through my locked front door.

Finally, all done. I open up, and in come my friends.
In they come, in such a hurry. Do they want my bottles that much?
I frantically pull them from the shelf, one after the other.
Holding them out to each and every friend.
Each and every bottle.
But every time I let one go, it shatters against the tile between my feet.
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy thoughts in shards, all over the floor.

They were supposed to be for my friends, my friends who aren't smiling.
They're all shouting, pleading. Something.
But all I hear is echo, echo, echo, echo, echo
Inside my head.
SophiaAtlas Apr 2021

SophiaAtlas Aug 2020
I spent a lot of time
Trying to fix you,
But I never realized
That you were breaking me.

While I was putting
Your pieces back together,
You were ripping mine apart.
But by the time
I realized it,

It was too late.
SophiaAtlas Jul 2019
I usually give people more chances then they deserve.

But when I’m done,

Who else does this
SophiaAtlas Sep 2020
Crack your rib cage open,
Peel back the bones.
Release the creature
Inside your chest,
Let it out to roam.

Let it create the chaos
That's hiding under your skin,
Simmering in your blood,
Filling up your lungs,
Drowning you from within.
SophiaAtlas Nov 2019
They'll check your wrists,
But not your thighs.

They'll hear your laughs,
But not your cries.

Smile much, laugh loud, make jokes and lies,
And they won't see the depression in your eyes.

Just keep calm and starve yourself,
You need to be pretty, forget about your health.

Go look in the mirror on the wall,
We need to be skinny, thin, and tall.

Another cut upon your thigh,
One step closer to goodbye.
Is it bad that i tell and i do these things to myself literally every day?........... :(
SophiaAtlas May 2022
If lesbians can control themselves when women are wearing revealing clothing but men can't, Maybe the clothes aren't the problem.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2020
I wish I could take
The colors from a rainbow
And place them
Into your heart
So you would remember
What beautiful feels like
And know there is
Hope in the dark.
SophiaAtlas Sep 2020
She sat alone.
Alone and at home.
Where her screams were silent,
But her mind was violent.
Her insecurities hid deep inside.
And they indeed, ate her alive.
A tear rolled down her face
As her heart began to race.
She took her blade and tore her skin,
Where her depression lied deep within.
This went on for days,
And until she cried her very last tears.
She decided she had enough,
The world around her was much too tough.
She took a gun to her head.
Congratulations society,
She is dead.
SophiaAtlas Nov 2020
You are just so sweet right? Wrong.
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