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Sophia 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
Sophia 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'
Sophia Aug 2019
All the makeup in the world
Won't make you feel
Less INSECURE.
this is a lyric from Melanie Martinez's song called 'Sippy Cup' it might sound childish...but its not. trust me.
Sophia May 2019
A pool of blood is all it takes
For someone to realize they made a mistake
Sophia Jan 2019
I need to be alone.
Alone enough to think,
Alone enough to wonder,
About things that are not meant for me.
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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*
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.


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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia Jul 2019
The nicer you are,
The more you’re hurt.

So just be an *******.
Lol
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia Sep 2019
Best friends will stick together until the end.
They are like a straight line that will never bend.
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia 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.
Sophia Jul 2019
I usually give people more chances then they deserve.

But when I’m done,

IM DONE.
Who else does this
Sophia 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?........... :(
Sophia Oct 2019
A is for Abby, who has a creepy stalker
B is for BEN, he drowned in some water
C is for Cupcakes, which you'll just die to eat
D is for Dating Game, beware of who you meet
E is for Eyeless Jack, he wants to slash you open
F is for Funnymouth, who'll leave your jaw broken
G is for Guardian Angel, he's always with you
H is for Humans, they can **** too
I is for Ickbarr Bigelsteine, your teeth he will keep
J is for Jeff The Killer, who tells you to go to sleep
K is for Killswitch, a game impossible to find
L is for Lavender Town, the music messes with your mind
M is Misfortune, a hidden game within a game
N is for No End House, which lives up to it's name
O is for On The Bus, you'll be riding forever
P is for Penpal, they can be oh so clever
Q is for Quiet Room, a room with a cursed tv spot
R is for Russian Sleep Experiment, more sinister than we thought
S is for Slenderman, wearing a black suit and tie
T is for T rust, who shall live, and who shall die?
U is for Unbranded Laptop, beware of what's inside
V is for Vitreous, in your eyes they reside
W is for Widemouth, with whom you should not play
X is for XoRaX, an illness that leaves children fey
Y is for YouTube, where Chanel666 does crawl
Z is for Zalgo, he who waits behind the wall.
Sophia Mar 2019
There is a girl
In the front of my class
Who I swear I've never seen
Do anything but laugh

She's tall and she's smart
Beautiful and strong
And when someone's down
She tries to fix what is wrong

How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure?
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more...

How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts?
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade
As if her mind isn't dark enough

There is a girl
In the front of my class
Who's eyes are glazed over
Like newly cut glass

The ghost of a smile
Hints at her face
And she laughs as they tell her
"Who's on First Base"
How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure?
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more...

How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts?
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade
As if her mind isn't dark enough

There is a girl
In the front of my class
Who's sad that you find it rare
To see her smile or laugh

Her friends tells her jokes
Like that one with the guy
But all she does is close her eyes
And enter her mind

How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure?
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more...

How does someone so loving
Learn to hate her own guts?
Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade
As if her mind isn't dark enough

For her imperfections...

There is a girl
In the front of my class
Who yesterday took
The breath that was her last...

She wrote a few notes:
I'm sorry I didn't say
But my mind was messed up
You couldn't save me anyway...

And to the girl in the back of the class
Who feels the way I did...

How does someone so perfect
Feel so insecure?
As to scar her skin with cuts and burns
And still want to hurt more
Sophia Jan 2019
The way you glow through my blinds in the morning
Makes me feel like you missed me.
Kissing my forehead to help me out of bed
Making me rub the sleepy from my eyes.

Are you asking me to come out and play?
Are you trusting me to wish away a rainy day?
I look above. The sky is blue.
It's a secret, but I trust you too.

If it wasn't for you, I could sleep forever.
But i'm not mad.

I want breakfast.
this is a poem from the computer game Doki Doki Literature Club! if any of you out there has some kind of computer i recommend you play this game. If you do, plz tell me what you think of it!!! If you already did, tell me what you thought!!!
Sophia Jul 2019
Even though
I couldn’t stay,
I’ll still be with you
Everyday.
Your sister, and twin
I’ll always be,
For I am you
And you are me.

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
To my dead twin brother
Sophia Jul 2019
Death is the end,
Death is sadness,
Death is dark,
Death is light,
Death is the end to your short life,
Death is the beginning of your eternal life,
Death isn’t the end,
Death isn’t sadness,

Death is happiness,
Death is your final rest,
Death is your second and final beginning,
Death is your rebirth,
Death is final.
Sophia Dec 2019
I know this is difficult,
But I will keep trying.
It will work because
This distance is nothing
Compared to my love.
for a certain person :)
Sophia Jan 2019
I'm falling
Slowly
Falling
Into a deep black space
Nothing there
No one cares
That i'm
Falling
Dying
Inside
I smile
It pains me
I can't speak
I can't
It hurts
So silent's
My last resort.
Sophia Feb 2019
Sayori: Hey, hey, my heart's beating when i'm hanging out with you!
Why does my heart break when I hear you feel the same way too? (heh heh)

Natsuki: Just like a sundae, it's sweet every time I teach you something new. Is this by chance, or fate whenever it's just me and you? (Don't get the wrong idea!!!)

Yuri: when we touch, it'll never be enough...

Sayori: Is it way too much? If you had to choose just one of us?

Natsuki: Tell me, tell me please! Is this what I think or is it just me?  Don't wake me up from this sweet little dream, where we'll be together forever, we're never gonna be apart!

Sayori: Will it be okay, if I express my love for you this way? No matter what you do or what you say, we'll be together forever, we're never gonna be apart!

Monika: We're never gonna be apart....

Yuri: Hey, hey, when i'm next to you I don't know what to do.... Why does it feel so great when our eyes meet out of the blue?  (I...I'm sorry! I said too much!!)

Sayori: I really love....

Monika: The way you write even when you don't have a clue. I want to hear you say, this love that I am feeling is true!

Natsuki: Tasty love, something I want more of,

Yuri: Will it make the cut, if you had to choose just one of us?

Monika: Shall I leave you be? Is it love if I can't set you free? But even if it's not reality, let's be together forever, we're never gonna be apart!

Yuri: How can I convey, my love for you before it flies away? I think about it all day, every day!

Monika: We'll be together forever, we're never gonna be apart!

Monika: One by one they only fall apart, can it be undone? Why can't I just be the one for once?!

Sayori: We'll be together forever, we're never gonna be apart!

Monika: Maybe we'll never be together, but forever you'll be in my heart.....
Sophia Dec 2019
Instead of doing drugs....
Do me ;)
haha lol :)
Sophia Jan 2019
Don't feel sorry for me
Or even worry about me.

Don't think about who
you left behind.

Go anywhere you would like,
But don't look behind.
i have nothing to say here.
Sophia Nov 2019
My heart is beating
My heart is pleading
To be saved
It's going bad
It's going mad
It needs help now
Before it stops making a sound
It's yelling and yelling
It's swelling and swelling
But when it screams,
No one ever hears
They are just standing there
They just stare
It's breaking and breaking
Everything's shaking
I feel a sharp pain
Something that feels like a chain
Suffocating me
It rips through my soul
It's making holes
Then it gets to my heart
And tears it apart
Then it crumbles
And tumbles
Down a dark hole
I lose myself
And I am forced to live in the shadow
Of someone else.
Sophia Mar 2019
Monkeys can climb
Crickets can leap
Horses can race
Owls can seek
Cheetahs can run
Eagles can fly
People can try
But that's about it
Sophia Oct 2019
1,2 I'm coming for you
3,4 Better lock your door
5,6 I hear your footsteps
7,8 Just accept your fate
9,10 I'm under your bed
Sophia Jul 2019
Violets are blue,
Your blood is red,
The window was open,
I’m under your bed.
Lol. Once again, another creepy pasta poem :)
I love creepypastas :)
Sophia Mar 2019
The tendrils of my hair illuminate beneath the amber glow.
Bathing.
It must be this one.
The last remaining streetlight to have withstood the test of time.
The last yet to be replaced by the sickening blue-green of the future.
I bathe. Calm; breathing air of the present but living in the past.
The light flickers.
I flicker back.
Sophia Mar 2019
The tendrils of my hair illuminate beneath the amber glow.
Bathing.
In the distance, a blue-green light flickers.
A lone figure crosses its path– a silhouette obstructing the eerie glow.
My heart pounds. The silhouette grows. Closer Closer
I open my umbrella, casting a shadow to shield me from visibility.
But I am too late.
He steps into the streetlight. I gasp and drop my umbrella.
The light flickers. My heart pounds. He raises his arm.

Time stops.

The only indication of movement is the amber light flickering against his outstretched
arm.
The flickering light is in rhythm with the pounding of my heart.
Teasing me for succumbing to this forbidden emotion.
Have you ever heard of a ghost feeling warmth before?
Giving up on understanding, I laugh.
Understanding is overrated.
I touch his hand. The flickering stops.
Ghosts are blue-green. My heart is amber.
Sophia Jul 2019
Creepypastas are creepy,
They sometimes make me sleepy,
But I couldn’t find my bed,
Jeff’s words were in my head,
“GO TO SLEEP!” is what he said.
At the Boys and Girls Club we were working on studying poems and songs...we all had a paper to fill out and we would pass them around our table and then someone would write down a word. Then the person whom the paper belonged to, would have to make a poem. The last words of each line are what they put for me and I finished the rest. So, basically I made this at the Boys and Girls Club lol.
Sophia Mar 2019
Pen in hand, I find my strength.
The courage endowed upon me by my one and only love.
Together, let us dismantle this crumbling world
And write a novel of our own fantasies.

With a flick of her pen, the lost finds her way.
In a world of infinite choices, behold this special day.

After all,
Not all good times must come to an end
Sophia Nov 2019
Broken wings
Broken heart
Why did I let them
Tear me apart?
My lips bleed out
The words I hold in
My wrists shine
With the letters iv'e engraved
They all say the same thing,
"Help!"
Sophia Mar 2019
just an average girl
she always wore a smile
she was cheerful and happy for a short while
now she's older things are getting colder
life's not what she thought
she wished someone had told her

she told you she was down
you let it slip by
so from then on she kept it on the inside
she told herself she was alright
but she was telling white lies
can't you tell, look at her dull eyes

tried to stop herself from crying almost every night
but she knew there was no chance of feeling alright
summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves
'cause those cuts on her wrist were bleeding through you see

she knew she was depressed she didn't want to admit it
didn't think she fit in, everyone seemed to miss it
she carried on like a soldier with a battle wound
bleeding out from every cut her body consumed

she had no friends at school, all alone she sat
and if someone were to notice she would blame the cat
but those cuts on her wrist they were no mistake
but no one cared enough to save her from this self hate

things were going down, never really up
and here she is now stuck in this stupid rut
she knew exactly what she had to do next
just stand on the chair and tie the rope around her neck

She wrote a letter with her hands shaking wild,
"Look at me now are you proud of your precious child?"
But she knew that her parents weren't the ones to blame,
It was the world that should bow down it's head in shame

She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon,
Just don't think it'll all be over soon
The chair fell down as she took her final breath,
It's all over all gone, now she's greeting death

Her mum walks in, she falls down to the floor,
And now nothing can take back what she just saw
The little girl that she raised is just hanging there,
Her body's pale and her face is violently bare,
She sees the note and unfolds it with care,
All she does is stare, "How can this be fair?"

She starts reading as the tears roll down her face,

"I'm sorry Mum, but this world is just not my place,
I've tried for so long to fix this and fit in,
I've come to realize this world's full of sin,
There's nothing for me here, I'm just a waste of space,
I've got no reason to stay here with this awful race,
It's a disgrace, I was misplaced,
Born in the wrong time and in the wrong place,
It's ok though, 'cause you'll see me soon,
You'll know when your time has come, just look at the moon,

As it shines bright, throughout the night,
And remember everyone's facing their own fights,
But i can't deal with this pain, I'm not a fighter,
You'll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter
So let the world know that I died in vain,
Because the world around me is the one to blame,
And I know in a year you'll forget I'm gone,
'Cause I'm not really something to be dwelled on,

That's what they used to tell me, all those kids at school,
So I'm going by the law majority rules,
My presence on this earth is not needed any longer,
And if anything I hope this makes you stronger,
You're the best friend that I ever had,
Such a shame I had to make you so very sad,
Just remember that you meant everything to me,
And to my heart, you're the only one that held the key,
Now it's time to go I'm running out of space to write,
And yes I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight

I'm watching over you from the clouds above,
And sending down the purest and whitest dove,
To watch over you and be my helpful eye,
So this is it world...

Goodbye!"
Sophia Mar 2019
But he wasn't looking at me.
Confused, I frantically glance at my surroundings.
But my burned eyes can no longer see color.
Are there others in this room? Are they talking?
Or are they simply poems on flat sheets of paper,
The sound of frantic scrawling playing tricks on my ears?
The room begins to crinkle.
Closing in on me.
The air I breathe dissipate before it reaches my lungs.
I panic. There must be a way out.
It's right there. He's right there.

Swallowing my fears, I brandish my pen.
Sophia Mar 2019
It couldn't have been me.
See, the direction the spackle protrudes.
A noisy neighbor? An angry boyfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home.
I peer inside for a clue.
No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun.
But it's too late. My retinas.
Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image.
It's just a little hole. It wasn't too bright.
It was too deep.
Stretching forever into everything.
A hole of infinite choices.
I realize now, that I wasn't looking in.
I was looking out.
And he, on the other side, was looking in.
Sophia Apr 2019
They found my body
At the bottom
Of the deep blue sea
But my
Thoughts and emotions
Floated to the surface
And spelled,
'I am free'
Sophia Apr 2019
Stop telling me
How beautiful I am.
And how cute
My dimples are.
Stop saying that I
Am such a funny girl.

Beautiful girls
Don't stand alone
At parties or
Spend everyday alone in the hallways.
Funny girls don't
Lock themselves away to cry.
Sophia Nov 2019
I'm hungry, but I can't eat.
I'm tired, but I can't sleep.
I'm sad, but I can't cry.
I'm suicidal, but I can't die.
i keep trying...but i cant die. why is that?.....
Sophia Mar 2019
I can feel the tenderness of her skin through the knife, as if it were an extension of my sense of touch. My body nearly convulses. There's something incredibly faint, deep down, that screams to resist this uncontrollable pleasure. But I can already tell that I'm being pushed over the edge. I can't...I can't stop myself.
this is the poem decoded instead of a bunch of nonsense.
Sophia Dec 2019
I fall for chocolate
I fall for laughs
I fall for eyes
I fall for you.
Love me forever, Senpai.
for a certain person on Hello Poetry. :)
Sophia Dec 2018
Can't run from it
Always a step behind
The worst is i'm trapped
In my own mind

The end is near
I can't keep trying
Stop asking if i'm okay
I'm tired of lying

My fake smile is getting heavy
Eyes can’t hold back
My mind has won
Done living in the black

Going through the motions
It’s almost time to quit
Most fear death
But I pray for it.
I’m suicidal
Sophia Mar 2019
Your mind is so full of troubles and fears
That diminished your wonder over the years
But today I have a special place
A beach for us to go.

A shore reaching beyond your sight
A sea that sparkles with brilliant light
The walls in your mind will melt away
Before the sunny glow.

I'll be the beach that washes your worries away
I'll be the beach that you daydream about each day
I'll be the beach that makes your heart leap
In a way you thought had left you long ago.

Let's bury your heavy thoughts in a pile of sand
Bathe in sunbeams and hold my hand
Wash your insecurities in the salty sea
And let me see you shine.

Let's leave your memories in a footprint trail
Set you free in my windy sail
And remember the reasons you're wonderful
When you press your lips to mine.

I'll be the beach that washes your worries away
I'll be the beach that you daydream about each day
I'll be the beach that makes your heart leap
In a way you thought had left you long ago.

But if you let me by your side
Your own beach, your own escape
You'll learn to love yourself again.
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