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nnylhsa Feb 2014
i scroll through
the symptoms;
the signs once more
finally screen-shotting them
only so i do not have to keep
looking and re-looking
them up

i rummage through the very
personal box of writings
hidden under my bed
i find the paper
with the heading of:
How I See Me, How I Am
following the undepthed title
is a list of short, spiked written words,
words that, all though so very short, mean so much
and ache even worse

down to the bottom of the list my finger skims
my eyes scattered throughout the words
and my tears scarring the paper
finally at the the bottom
i grab the pen and finish the list
with one simple word

depressed

(a.b)
Rhianecdote May 2015
In the early hours
Sat here deciding
That I'm no longer gonna drink.
I don't feel hungover
I don't feel sick
But the low is really not worth it
And it's bad
It'*****

Very much like I coulda been
last night if things had taken
a different turn
Albeit an unjustified
and unnecessary one.
Undoubtedly why I'm feeling so glum

Caused by "girls"
who can't handle their drink
that would knock
you the **** out if you
looked at them wrong.
Yeah those ones

Putting me on the defence,
Making ****** comments.
Callin me a ponse
Cause they think my friend
Keeps throwing money behind the bar
While we all stand back and let her
But they're wrong.
I don't think that I've ever been
questioned on my generosity
Mainly cause no one
in that regard
has a leg to stand on.

And the fact that my sister
felt the need
to take me to one side and tell me
what they had to say
in the bathroom baffles me.
I try not to read into it
too much cause she's tipsy,
but you're making a point about something and I wonder what is the need?
I haven't felt this uncomfortable
and angry since I was a teen
When I had to deal with
your dumb friends then
and their jealousy.
So quit it,
I'm too old for this ****.

I wonder if it had kicked off,
Would you have backed me?
The fact that I'm not so sure
Has me questioning loyalties.

Cause it got my back up.
It killed my vibe dead.
In fact at that point I would have left
But the only reason I'm here in the first place is for my friend
Yeah you've thrown this
surprise birthday for her,
that you clearly want recognition for,
And it's nice
But you've known her for five minutes
I've known her for life
So relax before you twist in the knife
You know nothing

Got me thinking
when did peoples opinions
that don't matter
start mattering to me again?
Why did I feel like I
somehow had to make amends?
Are these really people I wanna call friends?
And would this scenario have played out any different minus the drink?

Did that one bad vibe skew my perception of that night onwards
Cause I swear these girls were slyly tryin
to hot me up as only females do
That bitchiness wrapped up in banter
but my gut knew
When that lil voice in my head took an inhale of breath and went "ooo"
Backed up by the realest one, the one I like, tellin em to back off
Girls thinkin they're fine cause they got back off, but girls need to back off
cause their attitude stinks,
grown *** women should know better
but oh no they didn't!

Shotting looks at you when you walk off to go talk and dance with the guys.
And they wonder why?
Reminds me why I prefer male company
at times
Cause sometimes they're no better.

When did all this insecurity
creep back up on me?
I think I really need to reevaluate the company I keep.
You know what gets me,
less than a year ago this wouldn't have even bothered me.

It's funny cause less than a year ago,
I didn't drink or party,
it just didn't appeal to me.
I contemplate the reason why I started cause this is far from being carefree.
When you're starting to relate to those who will stand on the edge
of Waterloo Bridge
to test the waters
you're far from happy.
So I stop and think...

**And I know It's definitely time
to stop the drink.
Insecurity and alcohol is just a bad combination all round.
Depression and alcohol is a no go

I'm not good with hate, especially unjustified hate which to be fair most of it is.
Patrick Leehy Nov 2011
keep fighting youngster
your thought controls your mind
and you mind controls your body
so dont let your hope fall in the dumpster

i know who you are
and then again i dont
but i can tell without a doubt
that you wont fall from this earth, like a shotting star

your a fighter
you will make it through this
and when you do
your life will never shine brighter

please i expect good news
and when it comes
i want to know
let me know, these are your dues
Zoe Grace Aug 2019
I'm not what you want
But I'm exactly what you need!
Take a bite and feed
Your satisfaction guaranteed.

I'm your sunshine, woah
I'm gonna burn down your parade!
I'm the shotting star that you wish,
You wished you never made!
As much as i wish i could say this was mine, it is not. All of the credit to an amazing artist, NateWantsToBattle, a.k.a Nathan Sharp.
He has some fantastic music.
Go to Youtube right now and listen.
Ella Lee Apr 2017
Most of my life, is a blur

undeniable words that slur.

I have my share of secrets,

who knows if ill keep them.

I like to think of all the reasons

the reasons I dont fit

All the reasons I have to want an old life back

A life in a dream..

but i wake up and see it isnt what it seems

Reality is mean

I think of all the resons Im fine that Ive changed

Still changing.. not staying the same.

So out of place

id be a shotting star in outter space.

And here i am

not looking back

I dont what what I had

I have what ive got

and this is just me

moveing forward.

well see what we see.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
How I wish I showed more of the love held captive inside the walls of my heart

Would be lucky if a person listened to my sincere words of adoration and those words sent them sling-shotting to the moon

In any breath could inhale courage and exhale truth
But I choose instead to idly savor the silent smell of your newly-scrubbed skin
Without saying one single word
This doesn't really flow like a poem when I read it aloud but it felt like poetry when I first wrote it so not sure how I feel about it for certain. Any thoughts?

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