"achs" poems - Hello Poetry

I'm feeling so small My heart beat is too slow My head achs Such a shame I can't get away From all that noise and shatter Where have you been? It's unfair Not having you here I mean I know you can fix me I'm trying Too deal with the pain But the blade keeps piercing Piercing into my skin Is this what you call happiness? Where have you been? Where have you been? That question running through my mind I dont understand I dont know whom I'm asking This anonymous someone Come just a little bit closer Your exactly what I need I can't deny I'll die without this But I promise I'm trying to deal with the pain

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Nov 21, 2014

Nov 21, 2014 at 9:10 PM UTC

RarebutRelevant

deal with the pain

I'm feeling so small My heart beat is too slow My head achs Such a shame I can't get away From all that noise and shatter Where have you been? It's unfair Not having you here I mean I know you can fix me I'm trying Too deal with the pain But the blade keeps piercing Piercing into my skin Is this what you call happiness? Where have you been? Where have you been? That question running through my mind I dont understand I dont know whom I'm asking This anonymous someone Come just a little bit closer Your exactly what I need I can't deny I'll die without this But I promise I'm trying to deal with the pain

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My eyes burn from crying My head achs from trying My heart is slowly dying I'm tired of lying I'm fine is what my mouth said. I'm tired is what my eyes said. That's good is what you said. Why can't you see That my eyes plee. Alone is all I'll ever be. No really cares about me.

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Jul 10, 2017

Jul 10, 2017 at 6:21 PM UTC

EmoKidd88

I'm not okay

My eyes burn from crying My head achs from trying My heart is slowly dying I'm tired of lying I'm fine is what my mouth said. I'm tired is what my eyes said. That's good is what you said. Why can't you see That my eyes plee. Alone is all I'll ever be. No really cares about me.

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She sat alone today at lunch; I wandered why. But then I remembered. She doesn’t let others see her. They think she’s invisible. Everyone thinks the same, not me, I know better. She may want to be invisible, think she’s invisible, think I can’t see her? Probably, but the case is not so. They picked on her again, the Pops. The ones who believe their mean’t to rule…. the girls who make fat people hate themselves, till they developed an eating disorder. The girls who congratulate you, if you starved yourself, and lost five pounds three days ago…. truth is ‘‘fake’’ couldn’t be used to describe them better. However, they don’t matter; the damage is still there. Achs, and broken spirits, broken bones, trying to make themselves perfect, and words that still hurt like hell, even years later. They don’t realize a tongue has no bones, but it’s already strong enough to break a heart, cause in reality, words cut deep, when do you everything for someone, and the words that come out of their mouths, is nothing but drowning, sorrow, and internal pain.

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Jan 28, 2021

Jan 28, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC

Lexi

Broken Tongues

She sat alone today at lunch; I wandered why. But then I remembered. She doesn’t let others see her. They think she’s invisible. Everyone thinks the same, not me, I know better. She may want to be invisible, think she’s invisible, think I can’t see her? Probably, but the case is not so. They picked on her again, the Pops. The ones who believe their mean’t to rule…. the girls who make fat people hate themselves, till they developed an eating disorder. The girls who congratulate you, if you starved yourself, and lost five pounds three days ago…. truth is ‘‘fake’’ couldn’t be used to describe them better. However, they don’t matter; the damage is still there. Achs, and broken spirits, broken bones, trying to make themselves perfect, and words that still hurt like hell, even years later. They don’t realize a tongue has no bones, but it’s already strong enough to break a heart, cause in reality, words cut deep, when do you everything for someone, and the words that come out of their mouths, is nothing but drowning, sorrow, and internal pain.

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