"happed" poems
I'm not good at being your friend.
I was so sure that I loved you in the most complete way possible, I wouldn't have even begrudged you if you liked someone else. It wasn't in my interest to covet you.
But then things happed...
...as they do.
And I tried my best feel they way I did at first.
But I cant.
Because things happened.
I try to treat you like I used to but I begrudge you
half the time I think of you I think of ways to break up with you
woops.
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
Why are you doing this to me?
What did I ever do to you?
Is it my fault that I look like the perfect victim?
Why are you saying such mean things?
I just sat down right next to my best friend
on this hot and sweaty bus
Then you start
I never even met you before
nor have I ever saw you
You arne't teasing me
but something else
it's not bullying
it only happed today
Why?
the other day the vice principal stepped on my toe
As if I was invisible
Why am I not invisible to you?
No one ever told me middle school would ever be like this
once you escape an obstacle
another one will come flying towards you
whether or not you are prepared
Why do people laugh with you?
What did I do to you?
I just minded my own business
and yet you hurt me with such horrible words
Why?
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC
I’m defeated.
Insomnia wraps its hold on me, making sure I’m aware of just how trapping its grasp is.
This is another continuous replay of how I live in the home in my mind.
I want to evict, run for the hill but like the hideous demons that slave me,
my thoughts are one of them.
I knew it was wrong.
I wanted to stop, look away, go back.
I wanted to do anything but what I’m doing right now.
I’m not.
I am doing this.
no, I did this.
moments pass feeling more and more like years looped around.
there is a sensory overload, then silence.
however, I open my eyes and all I hear now is screams.
tears drop.
I internally feel the battle repeating.
two tears drop, three tears drop,
the screams cease to stop.
the screams are mine.
I gasp for air in what feels like centuries later hoping what I did, what happed was a dream.
it wasn't.
it was all just too surreal.
May 25, 2019
May 25, 2019 at 2:09 PM UTC
Setting out in my destiny
To revisit me in my hopes
Seek out where I began
In empty lanes
How strange a life is
With madness of its own
Set my heart on my head
Hoping to hold me
Raising towards a road
Where ghosts of faces will merge
Left behind horrors of my lost
Mentioning me of my burnt up care
Happed without any hint
Leaned towards me
To guide me through with a torch of presence
Pledging it never will forlorn
Until a flesh appeared in hallucination
Where everything dissolved
Desiring me to desire my left over
For I was the mean to myself alone
While reason collided with my heart
I affectionately held it in my arms
Everything ceased to be
Here, I embraced myself with my union
And I called upon me
To rival my own worst pieces
Since every other halted
I witness myself in my rivalry
Recollecting bits and pieces
Unity, bond, affiliation
Reconciliation with my negated stay
Said my soul and my name; and I listened
All of me was freed
Within freedom persisted my essence
Longing to be held
While everything deserted
I answered the questions
By lifting veils-To set apart my bitterness
Screening it with my soul, my heart
I heard voices of my attributes that I long forgotten
With my beaming eyes
From mirror of my existence
I encircled myself
In all directions by the wisdom of mysterious
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
I woke up
staring at a blank wall
I used to wake up to good mornings
now there is nothing but silence
I see you in the hallways
but with no conversation
there used to be affection
now there is just silence
we used to hold hands and kiss
now there is empty hands and broken hearts
I walk alone
I keep my head down
pretend nothing happed
yet there is not a day when I don't think of you
I am hollow like the hospital wings at night
and the rooms are memories that I can't bare to look into
crippling and hollow
its just silence now
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 9:27 AM UTC
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Stars fall like angels
Unseeing Eyes drop crystaline tears
And they wonder of the cosmos,
What happed to hope?
It simply fell at their feet
And they walked all over it.
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Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 12:01 AM UTC