kathleen

kathleen Mar 26

Hoping

They say it’ll get better soon,
That someday I’ll feel ok again,
And I just need to wait it out.
So I’ll believe them.
So if I die still in this hole of hurt
At least I’ll have died hoping
That there was a light at the end of
The tunnel.

Mar 26

Lyle

Tell me

tell me what you see
when you look at me
of course you see the same thing
the same thing I see

of course you see the same
ugliness and darkness
of course you notice
the emptiness and worthlessness

of course you see the same
because there's no prettiness
no worth, no light, no fulfillment
Tell me how you notice the things you say you do!

Mar 24

Ari

the invisible pain

I often look across my skin
for a cut or bruise,
a scratch paper thin,
just for a glimpse,
of the pain within.

Everyone's scars seem laid bare,
others helping them with care,
the pain I feel
seems all but real,
cause no one reaches,
no one tries,
to see the hurt
behind my eyes.

I always feel like my internal turmoil is just my delusions,
and that I'm just fine and I'm only acting stupid.. I tried so ******* this poem T.T Also give me tag ideas, im still pretty new here idk what to put...

Edit: *** how did this go viral I’m so happy :D

kathleen Mar 24

not allowed

You’re not allowed to be different because then you’re just begging for attention.
You’re not allowed to be the same because then you’re not unique.

You’re not allowed to look too nice because then you’re a
try-hard.
You’re not allowed to look laid back because then, are you even trying?

You’re not allowed to be friends with too many boys because then you’re a pick-me.
You’re not allowed to only be friends with girls because then you’re obviously a lesbian.

You’re not allowed to wait until marriage because then you’re a *****.
You’re not allowed to be experienced because then what man would want you? You ****.

You’re not allowed to be too fat because then you’ve let yourself go, and you’re such a pig.
You’re not allowed to be too skinny because then you’re sickly, and why won’t you just eat?

You’re not allowed to speak up about the cruelties of man because you’ll ruin his life, and you were asking for it.
You’re not allowed to stay quiet because why didn’t you tell us? I would’ve supported you.

You’re supposed to be perfect, but not so perfect you drag down other people.

But we’re all just girls and women, and why can’t you just let me be?
I’m just trying to find my place in the world.

We’re all the same and all so different, all unique, and we all can relate to the social pressure of being all of us women.

Mar 6

Mary Huxley

Unspoken

I carry worlds within my chest,
silent storms I don’t confess.
A smile, a nod,a quiet plea,
hoping someone sees through me.

Mar 5

Thinking of You

Missing link

There surely must be some evolutionary benefit for me constantly assuming the best in people.

Mar 5

Cayleigh

it hurts (TW)

It hurts…

It hurts to look in the mirror
And see the thin white strands cross my leg

It hurts to see my ribs in the mirror
When I look at myself

It hurts to look at my face
To see tears falling and the bags below my eyes

It hurts to see the blade
When i close my eyes

It hurts to think about the blade
To feel the urge to find it

It hurts
It hurts
it hurts

But it hurts way more to stop
But it hurts way more to be clean
But it hurts way more to see the scale tick up’

something hurts
and it hurts way more

there is probably some grammatical errors.

#selfharm #eatingdisorders