"drownding" poems - Hello Poetry

Do you remember, All the things they would say? Everyday it was like another rule up and changed. Can you remember, When we was out in the rain? You told me when you looked up at the clouds it was like God drownding your pain.. I remember, Going insane, forgetting my name.. I remember... All the things that you said, About, A mans only as good as his word, Without it, Your better off dead, Words up-on words that seemed to fill up my head.... ... .. . Past times... In passed times Ive tried to speak my mind, I pass time, With all these rythms that I find in my mind and... All the times I rewind :( I remember, The way the sun shines at the end of the day. Replay, Do you remember all the things they would say when I was away? How they called out your flaws, Now look at the pain that you've caused..... .... ... I stood up for you, I held you up everytime you was weak, I was your voice when no one allowed you to speak... .... who wouldve thought along with your thoughts, your loyalty was also bleak.. You remember, When **** got deep? I remember, My dreams of you being the only reason I'd get sleep.. Holy water drownding my sorrow, This is the leak.. All the money in the world Id let you borrow like an Arabian sheek. Im bored with this so Ill just stop but truth be told, I dont care if you like it or not. #SELFexpression #TheWHOLEπ

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Nov 16, 2014

Nov 16, 2014 at 8:04 PM UTC

james-hedrick

Do You Remember?

Do you remember, All the things they would say? Everyday it was like another rule up and changed. Can you remember, When we was out in the rain? You told me when you looked up at the clouds it was like God drownding your pain.. I remember, Going insane, forgetting my name.. I remember... All the things that you said, About, A mans only as good as his word, Without it, Your better off dead, Words up-on words that seemed to fill up my head.... ... .. . Past times... In passed times Ive tried to speak my mind, I pass time, With all these rythms that I find in my mind and... All the times I rewind :( I remember, The way the sun shines at the end of the day. Replay, Do you remember all the things they would say when I was away? How they called out your flaws, Now look at the pain that you've caused..... .... ... I stood up for you, I held you up everytime you was weak, I was your voice when no one allowed you to speak... .... who wouldve thought along with your thoughts, your loyalty was also bleak.. You remember, When **** got deep? I remember, My dreams of you being the only reason I'd get sleep.. Holy water drownding my sorrow, This is the leak.. All the money in the world Id let you borrow like an Arabian sheek. Im bored with this so Ill just stop but truth be told, I dont care if you like it or not. #SELFexpression #TheWHOLEπ

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she's smoking again. shes trying to tear herself apart from the inside. staring with her lungs, then she'll move on to her liver. drownding herself in alcohol. her brain is next, killing herself with all these thoughts but her heart, you've already taken care of that. you've already beaten, scared and bruised her. you've already killed her. you've alredy destroyed her.

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Mar 18, 2012

Mar 18, 2012 at 9:39 PM UTC

little-wing

Its her fault you destroyed her.

she's smoking again. shes trying to tear herself apart from the inside. staring with her lungs, then she'll move on to her liver. drownding herself in alcohol. her brain is next, killing herself with all these thoughts but her heart, you've already taken care of that. you've already beaten, scared and bruised her. you've already killed her. you've alredy destroyed her.

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Insomnia stole my dreams from me and dropped them in a hole, dug into my phsychy deep within my soul. My mind unmoored left drifting in a sea of restless nights, drownding in the darkness of a world devoid of lights.

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Feb 24, 2012

Feb 24, 2012 at 6:55 PM UTC

dieingembers

Mind Unmoored

Insomnia stole my dreams from me and dropped them in a hole, dug into my phsychy deep within my soul. My mind unmoored left drifting in a sea of restless nights, drownding in the darkness of a world devoid of lights.

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Even though I'm hopeless I try to keep on But then everywhere I look Tragedy strikes Kills me a little more I'm fighting not to cry I'm fighting to look strong But truth is I've died I'm numb Cold Struggle to breath I just need to cry I need to let out this knocking pain It's like an ocean Drownding me In my sorrows Im alone with my misery Take my hand Bring me to the afterlife It might be nice I can breath in fresh air Without their cryptic stare I will be at rest At peace

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Sep 19, 2012

Sep 19, 2012 at 8:43 AM UTC

katlyn-orthman

At peace

Even though I'm hopeless I try to keep on But then everywhere I look Tragedy strikes Kills me a little more I'm fighting not to cry I'm fighting to look strong But truth is I've died I'm numb Cold Struggle to breath I just need to cry I need to let out this knocking pain It's like an ocean Drownding me In my sorrows Im alone with my misery Take my hand Bring me to the afterlife It might be nice I can breath in fresh air Without their cryptic stare I will be at rest At peace

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Missing You Comes In Waves And Today I'm Drownding.

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Jan 29, 2015

Jan 29, 2015 at 10:39 AM UTC

queen-holly

Waves

Missing You Comes In Waves And Today I'm Drownding.

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No food No sleep Not even a drink No one beside me A broken heart Scares appearing down my arms No fun No future Not an ounce of your love No smile All good now gone Now I no longer see you Because of this picture we've drawn Drownding us in sorrow Here it comes Slowly but fully Trying to take the pain away Its just not working It's only a goodbye But if its true I will finally die Before I even get one more chance To kiss you one last time.....

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Dec 9, 2014

Dec 9, 2014 at 8:00 PM UTC

david-james-voilesxl

ive lost it all

No food No sleep Not even a drink No one beside me A broken heart Scares appearing down my arms No fun No future Not an ounce of your love No smile All good now gone Now I no longer see you Because of this picture we've drawn Drownding us in sorrow Here it comes Slowly but fully Trying to take the pain away Its just not working It's only a goodbye But if its true I will finally die Before I even get one more chance To kiss you one last time.....

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My Heart Bleeds, My Soul Sings, Ya Know Wings, I Got Theese, Evil It Creeps, With The Blade & Help Me By The Creek, What Ever It Is I'm In , I'm In It To Deep, **** Man I Can't Breathe, Drownding All Alone , Such A Sad Soul, Continuing To Sink, This Is How I Feel, It's Real, It's All I Think, I Wish I Could Wish It All Away, I Wish She, The One I Crave , Need Was Just 1 Call Away, For Me Things Will Never Be Easy, Tourette's Cursed My Neck, Twitchin Uneasy, So Much Deep Hurt I Can Continue To Vent, I'm A Fallen Angel That Was 1 Heaven Sent, **** Where Has Heaven Been, I'm Lonely These ******* Psychedelics Are My Hopeless Medicine, KATO (Immortal Expressions)

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Jul 19, 2015

Jul 19, 2015 at 5:39 AM UTC

RomanceTree

Ghost Rabbies & Mold

My Heart Bleeds, My Soul Sings, Ya Know Wings, I Got Theese, Evil It Creeps, With The Blade & Help Me By The Creek, What Ever It Is I'm In , I'm In It To Deep, **** Man I Can't Breathe, Drownding All Alone , Such A Sad Soul, Continuing To Sink, This Is How I Feel, It's Real, It's All I Think, I Wish I Could Wish It All Away, I Wish She, The One I Crave , Need Was Just 1 Call Away, For Me Things Will Never Be Easy, Tourette's Cursed My Neck, Twitchin Uneasy, So Much Deep Hurt I Can Continue To Vent, I'm A Fallen Angel That Was 1 Heaven Sent, **** Where Has Heaven Been, I'm Lonely These ******* Psychedelics Are My Hopeless Medicine, KATO (Immortal Expressions)

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Sometimes I miss my family so much, the weekend brunches, the shopping the laughing the fighting. When is missing too much? And when do we choose what's right for us? How do we know where we are or what we are doing is right? Sometimes I wonder if would be easier back home but I enjoy challenges, but maybe I'm starting to recognize that I have family. Some who have passed and I know what life is worth. The beauty of someone you love living is so precious and I believe should be cherished. But to what degree? If we all stayed near our family would we be consumed by comfort? Is that a bad thing? Or Oder all left the nests. Would that be selfish? Would then be the regret we hoped to not have in life when we choose to leave in hopes to never regret not leaving. What's right? We will never know. 4 years of a precious souled nephew I have has passed in his 6 years of age. And the niece well she's two. Sometimes I'm the one who feels like I'm missing out. On life. As it unfolds and grows. And for what? I am lucky. I am grateful. I have a serious need to search and find happiness. My sister once told me places don't make you happy whose around you does. Guaranteed she and I don't make each other happy all the time and thinking of going back to be able to hold her each day makes that thought worth all the loss and gain. I love them. That feeling is real and true. Something I have taken for granted. But could I live? In a small town once again? I could for the love of my family. But I fear my boredom. Because being around ppl gives me an undrugged high. Something that I crave. I crave the ppl who don't know me, the ppl who shouldn't matter but for some strange reason I have a strong comfort in that. My family, they know everything. They can see right through me. And yes they call it out; as they should. Going back home can be exhaustingly draining, but I appreciate the reality check, and I appreciate the love they give without hugs, I know it's there, because they know the real me. The real me who has such troubles no one could ever see. The real me no one in this world would wish to be. Drownding in an ocean. Floating on a wave. That's the peace I feel in the small towns. With slowly driving by faces pass I might know from the tiny tiny town, a daze I have from the years I spent drained and weak, literally unable to speak. Those memories stay when I go back. But the memories of real love, real friendship, real happiness, real music, real health, that's all there too. And so is my family. I wish they would move. I suppose I'm just not ready to leave NYC yet. Time will tell and I will remain comfortable by that thought. But the more I visit the more I miss them. Family is everything. I believe in that, and I'm thankful for the little family I have.

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Sep 7, 2015

Sep 7, 2015 at 11:41 AM UTC

rachael-hacker

Thoughts

Sometimes I miss my family so much, the weekend brunches, the shopping the laughing the fighting. When is missing too much? And when do we choose what's right for us? How do we know where we are or what we are doing is right? Sometimes I wonder if would be easier back home but I enjoy challenges, but maybe I'm starting to recognize that I have family. Some who have passed and I know what life is worth. The beauty of someone you love living is so precious and I believe should be cherished. But to what degree? If we all stayed near our family would we be consumed by comfort? Is that a bad thing? Or Oder all left the nests. Would that be selfish? Would then be the regret we hoped to not have in life when we choose to leave in hopes to never regret not leaving. What's right? We will never know. 4 years of a precious souled nephew I have has passed in his 6 years of age. And the niece well she's two. Sometimes I'm the one who feels like I'm missing out. On life. As it unfolds and grows. And for what? I am lucky. I am grateful. I have a serious need to search and find happiness. My sister once told me places don't make you happy whose around you does. Guaranteed she and I don't make each other happy all the time and thinking of going back to be able to hold her each day makes that thought worth all the loss and gain. I love them. That feeling is real and true. Something I have taken for granted. But could I live? In a small town once again? I could for the love of my family. But I fear my boredom. Because being around ppl gives me an undrugged high. Something that I crave. I crave the ppl who don't know me, the ppl who shouldn't matter but for some strange reason I have a strong comfort in that. My family, they know everything. They can see right through me. And yes they call it out; as they should. Going back home can be exhaustingly draining, but I appreciate the reality check, and I appreciate the love they give without hugs, I know it's there, because they know the real me. The real me who has such troubles no one could ever see. The real me no one in this world would wish to be. Drownding in an ocean. Floating on a wave. That's the peace I feel in the small towns. With slowly driving by faces pass I might know from the tiny tiny town, a daze I have from the years I spent drained and weak, literally unable to speak. Those memories stay when I go back. But the memories of real love, real friendship, real happiness, real music, real health, that's all there too. And so is my family. I wish they would move. I suppose I'm just not ready to leave NYC yet. Time will tell and I will remain comfortable by that thought. But the more I visit the more I miss them. Family is everything. I believe in that, and I'm thankful for the little family I have.

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Your ukulele,& me Bestest of friends, Years full of summers, Months full of just us, It lasted too long, It got too serious, We found intimacy, In more than the sheets, Of music between us, The beach wasn't spent swimming in the ocean, But drownding, In our syrupy essence, We got into s fight, Over man ****** You lost, I left, The tears stains, Your true color bleed, A bridge between us, I get simple nods, A cute compliment here and there, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I'm sorry about your bestfriend and me, We went a little too far,

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Mar 20, 2015

Mar 20, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC

madison-moskowitz

Goodbye lover

Your ukulele,& me Bestest of friends, Years full of summers, Months full of just us, It lasted too long, It got too serious, We found intimacy, In more than the sheets, Of music between us, The beach wasn't spent swimming in the ocean, But drownding, In our syrupy essence, We got into s fight, Over man ****** You lost, I left, The tears stains, Your true color bleed, A bridge between us, I get simple nods, A cute compliment here and there, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I'm sorry about your bestfriend and me, We went a little too far,

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grandpa howd you survive this long I jest'kep breathin'evertime I thought I was drownding but i knew I wasn´t ¿donde? there, joemomma, been there... the beentheredonethat might get old, but you know the feeling but you new to that bit of intuition you feel every time you think it, physical effect of deja vu, experience shoots straight through short term memory to I remember the feeling realm of once, before now, but I do did done that very idea that just flew by. --- cast your bait to the wind, no seagull will ever be your friend.

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Mar 25, 2020

Mar 25, 2020 at 6:18 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Feeding seagulls

grandpa howd you survive this long I jest'kep breathin'evertime I thought I was drownding but i knew I wasn´t ¿donde? there, joemomma, been there... the beentheredonethat might get old, but you know the feeling but you new to that bit of intuition you feel every time you think it, physical effect of deja vu, experience shoots straight through short term memory to I remember the feeling realm of once, before now, but I do did done that very idea that just flew by. --- cast your bait to the wind, no seagull will ever be your friend.

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Stop Moving So Quickly. I Am Drownding In Nothing.

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Dec 6, 2013

Dec 6, 2013 at 6:22 PM UTC

robin

Recently pt. 10

Stop Moving So Quickly. I Am Drownding In Nothing.

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The ground starts to shake and a slow enormous roar rises and fills the air. Moments pass Winds whirl, ripping the strongest trees and tossing them aside. Then the eye and all is calm. The sun shines down through the grey sorrow filled clouds. A beacon of hope in blue sky. Lightning strikes and fire rages and devastates. Stopping at nothing, to leave nothing in its wake. Darkness A flood of sadness over takes me. Drownding I fight to breath in between waves of emotion. Im alone, always.

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Dec 10, 2018

Dec 10, 2018 at 1:09 AM UTC

Pie

Feelings

The ground starts to shake and a slow enormous roar rises and fills the air. Moments pass Winds whirl, ripping the strongest trees and tossing them aside. Then the eye and all is calm. The sun shines down through the grey sorrow filled clouds. A beacon of hope in blue sky. Lightning strikes and fire rages and devastates. Stopping at nothing, to leave nothing in its wake. Darkness A flood of sadness over takes me. Drownding I fight to breath in between waves of emotion. Im alone, always.

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I am drownding in my own head Every grasp at air is filled with your smell I can still taste your mouth pouring down my throat Compounding like rocks Taking me deeper into my memories Water runs over me like your lips down my back Coming up for air The water has settled until someone he's looks like you I feel your hands on my thigh Holding my body closer to your mouth I am the only sound you hear now You are the only one I remember My voice howling with the night A symphony of melodic moans Our bodies are in a dance knowing each step before the next No need for practice The last song I will sing you The last taste between my legs To bad we didn't know It could have been a grand finale.

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May 13, 2017

May 13, 2017 at 1:41 AM UTC

Wide-eyed

When we're rich we'll have an island and twins

I am drownding in my own head Every grasp at air is filled with your smell I can still taste your mouth pouring down my throat Compounding like rocks Taking me deeper into my memories Water runs over me like your lips down my back Coming up for air The water has settled until someone he's looks like you I feel your hands on my thigh Holding my body closer to your mouth I am the only sound you hear now You are the only one I remember My voice howling with the night A symphony of melodic moans Our bodies are in a dance knowing each step before the next No need for practice The last song I will sing you The last taste between my legs To bad we didn't know It could have been a grand finale.

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