"stonger" poems
People just don't understand that my scars are part of what make me who I am,
I may have created them out of foolishness,
but they were debated over agony in the purist.
You may look at me differently because of them,
and of course I understand that,
they are not what make me pretty, nor friendly.
But they remind me that I am not always correct about everything.
They remind me that pain is real.
That I can feel whatever I want to feel in this insane world,
and even though I did make them myself,
I can remember the pain that was felt that in fact inspired them.
and now late at night when the silence creeps in,
I cannot sleep because I remember back then.
and the pain that you dealt may have been done in secret,
but either way you knew that I would hear it, and I will not say a word of hate towards you,
because we were small people in the middle of the sea.
And when I look down I have a constant reminder of that,
but I am stonger now, because of all the tears you caused me to cry.
I will stand taller now, because of your cruelties towards me.
I'll know not to cry next time.
Because in that situation it made things worse.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
We will both move on to be
better, stonger,
different people.
We will find the one,
the right one.
I like to think that maybe,
maybe in another life we were meant to be.
In another life we find each other,
again, as we always do.
In this other life exists a love;
A love that is intended to be carried out;
A love intended to be seen to the end.
Just unfortunately, not in this life.
In this life it’s goodbye.
In this life it’s never again.
In this life our love,
our deep, deep love
has come to an end.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
kissing you,
would take a thousand heavens,
hang me with the rope,
if i ever lose you,
step into the mind of a boy,
with a stonger love,
list of emotions on a menu,
would you like an appetizer,
with your broken heart,
i fell in love with the waitress,
she shot my chest like darts,
and if its any harm done,
just know im sorry for it,
always been as careful as it was accounted for,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
From the time she was young,
You taught her other girls were her conpetition.
Being better, prettier, more beautiful than other girls you told her was her goal.
You taught her to judge people by their appearance rather than what's in their souls.
Had you taught her to stand by and support other girls the world would've been better.
If you would've taught her the strength of her voice rather than that of sparkles and glitter.
Instead of teaching her to push other girls out of the way to make it to the top,
Teaching her to stand with them would have been enough.
Teaching her that when they are together they are stonger.
That in their unity lies power.
Instead of teaching her to knock other girls' crowns down and being princess alone,
Maybe you should've taught her by fixing each other's crowns and standing together,
They would be queens and rule the world.
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:23 AM UTC
the rain falls gently into the summer night
embracing the gentle touch of cement
cascading gently upon the water
of what was left behind
the sounds that echo
within a broken heart
the trails and ttribulations
will only make you stonger
the wind caress the world
like a lover's open arms
protecting it from the
evil of this world
dreams lie shattered
across the world
like broken glass
left on the ground
let my voice be your disguise
that hides you away
to make it through
just one more day
Oct 21, 2010
Oct 21, 2010 at 10:20 AM UTC
You've said the words I refuse to hear
I beg you take them back
You want me to say goodbye I fear
The words I somehow lack
You said I knew this day would come
But I must disagree
I know this happens sometimes to some
But not to you and me
You said you no longer feel the same
But my love keeps growing stonger
You say it's you, I'm not the blame
Please try a little longer
What must I do to change your mind?
You say it's set in stone
A love like this is hard to find
You say you must move on
You walk away and say goodbye
There's one thing you should know
It doesn't matter how hard I try
My heart can't let you go
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 2:54 AM UTC
Taking a chance in life can be hard,
You never know who to trust,
Who is going to be there for you,
Who is just going to be another let down.
But I decided to take a chance,
to take a chance on you,
and now i know it was the right one.
You taught me that Im better off without you,
Im stonger than I thought I was,
and I can be independent.
You didnt treat me right,
and I dont really blame you.
but now Im the one moving on,
while you're still holding on.
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 6:56 PM UTC
Most of the time,
the hardest battle
happens inside our heads.
We fight so hard to cope
with all the disappointments
life throws at us,
that we either come out stonger
or just become damaged
beyond repair.
This battle leaves
not just mere memories,
but issues as souvenirs..
the kind that makes you feel
completely scarred for life.
Do you know how it feels
to fight this kind of fight?
Where you know you're the only one
who feels it,
sees it,
and you're the only person
who can free yourself from this hell.
You are basically alone..
No one can understand
how the feeling of emptiness
can drown you from the inside.
How exhausting it is to fight off
the demons that continue
to haunt you
even when you're asleep.
That constant feeling of hopelessness
that makes you question
your reason for still existing..
Why me?
you will ask this a million times
when you're trying so hard
to look okay to others
while internally screaming for help.
Every single day
you wonder how long
you can still last
before you succumb to the darkness
inside of you.
Every single night
you pray for light,
in this never ending blackness-
*"Will I ever get out
of my loneliness?
And so I ask of You,
dear God,
please save me from this.
Anyone,
save me from myself."*
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
I can't see you though
I know your near I've felt your breath a thousand times
I've relived our life within my mind
can't go back for too much fear
I'm better off without you here
I'm stonger now than the force of a hurricane
and stronger than your guilt or blame
I'm a fire that can't be tamed....
I will remain.
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
Am iReally Done With This vicious
Death Cycle? Or
Will it Still Continue As My Sad Lonely Days Get Longer. iDk About it
iDont Plan To Relapse
But My Emotions And negative thoughts Are 1 of my triggers & There Getting Stonger, idont want to continue being a failure.
iJust Want to have the full power to battle All my frustration
And anger. To Help lower my depression and blue feels. iJust Hope iDont Fall, im tired of
Living The Addict life
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 3:51 AM UTC
If you were here, everything would be differnt.
i would smile more, Laugh more generally be happy more.
Life's changed, Ive changed.
I will never forget the day i lost you, it was and still is the worst day of my life.
I may not be able to see you but i know your still here, i guess that gives me some sort of closure.
The things i have seen scared my mind, but i have learnt to deal with it.
I get stonger and stronger everyday.
Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 9:21 PM UTC
you're the spider in the corner of my bathroom
i can't look even though i'm not scared of you
still i stay just a few feet away and i don't make you leave me be
you're the spider in the corner staring back at me
sometimes i sit and waste my day just looking at you
your web grows stonger everyday
you're the spider in the corner of my bathroom
i want you gone but i make no move to move you
Sep 11, 2021
Sep 11, 2021 at 10:46 AM UTC
*"You used to say that I'd never be nothing without you
And I believe I'm striding the roads, I guess I can't breathe
Just lay here with me, baby, hold me please
And I beg and I plead, drop to knees
And I cry and I'd scream, baby, please don't leave
****** the keys from your hand
I would squeeze and you'd laugh
And you'd tease, you're just ******* with me
And you must hate me
Why do you date me if you say I make you sick?
And you've had enough of me
I smother you, I'm 'bout to jump off the edge"*
*"You walked out, I almost died
It was almost a homicide that you caused cause I was so traumatized
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn the radio on and hide, uh
We were Bonnie and Clyde
No, on the inside you were Jekyll and Hyde I
Felt like my whole relationship with you was a lie
It was you and I, why did I think it was ride or die?
Cause if you could've took my life you would've"*
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC
Lying here in pain, alone.
My mind has gone.
I want to be free,
Do you see a stonger person to be made of me?
There is nothing to gain,
So I'll hide behind the pillow to hide from the pain.
Because there is nothing to say,
I have long lost my way.
I was born meak and so I shall stay.
There is no way out,
From under this pain and doubt,
if I lay here I know,
There is nowhere to go but I will lay here and breathe to the rythem of the falling snow.
For the heart I once had and to the child forever dead,
I wish you eternal joy,
Even if it is just a personal ploy,
Time to get myself up to face another day.
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 4:16 PM UTC
Do you know what its like
To be heart broken?
When your ripped apart.
Or torn open?
Hopeless
With hope
Is what i have.
Not know the outcome,
Is why im sad.
I feel so stupid,
My work went to waste,
Overlooking my side,
Without having a taste.
Do you know what its like
To be over looked?
I have the missing peice,
That she almost took.
Today im upset.
Tomorrow ill be better.
But right now i have chills,
That cant be solved with a sweater.
A tear falls down,
But i wipe it away.
Im stonger than that,
But my heart is decayed.
Im nervous,
Ancious,
Scared,
Upset.
Do you know how i feel,
Do you have any regret?
I will push a little harder,
Untill im nothing,
Because -
I dont know.
I just dont know
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC
I am going to kiss you longer
Hold you more often stonger
Just in case
The time invades
I will love you more than ever
So no regrets like this is forever
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
They taught in school the most powerful one was the speaker
When I got older I realized that the loudness actually makes one weaker
I learned how to show and not tell
I saw that words were the cheapest thought you could sell
My artwork was stonger
And it would last much longer
Marching in protest
The words printed on the signs and faces were better than the rest
And when somebody made me angry or cry
I didn't say anything, I wouldn't even sigh
The understanding of discontent was more loud and clear
Than any ear could ever hear
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
I've got something and its mine.
You can never have it.
Don't be mad.
No. Get mad.
No one ever does.
I like it when you are mad.
It means you lost control.
It means I haven't.
It means I'm stonger than you.
It means I have it.
And you don't.
That's all I ever wanted from you.
Now I've got it.
And you can never take it away.
Jun 30, 2012
Jun 30, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
Some tie us together
Others tie us down
Most are meant to get stronger
And a lot decide to break
You can't decide which does what
It's all a matter of time and fate
So keep as many of those strings together
Keep them strong for as long as you can
Strings become ropes when strengthened
But they can also become threads when frayed
It's all up to you
Which strings will become stonger and which ones will break
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
I do love you,
More than the taste of your sweat
And the feel of your breath against my neck.
You and I are
Shore and sea
When I press up the banks of your mind taking you in like a lizard takes the sun, I know that we are one.
When I pull away taking what seems like bits of you. I still know we are one.
I let my depression rock like the tides and I'm learning for our sake not to let it. The shore never asked for the tide to pull away and you never asked for me to shut down.
I will grow stonger
so high tide
Never rolls away
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
I don’t want
His empty words of sympathy
Or for that matter
His empathy
They’re meaningless
Don’t cha see
If a stonger follow up
Is not to be
I don’t want
Him just to visit me
To express his condolences
Cuz words are free
Doing something
Would be key
Besides blaming it
On insanity
So where the hell
Has he been
He was forced
Just to weight in
On a matter that
Should have been
Devoid of spin
But then it wasn’t his next of kin
Sometimes I wonder
What’s the use
For a president
He’s a poor excuse
He should be thrown out
With the rest of the refuse
Because he's garbage
I’m forced to deduce
Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2018. All rights reserved.
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
Life is when
The waves are crashing through a wall
But doesn't fail on going through the cracks
And little by little the waves come stronger than before
And no crack can't avoid what is coming next
The wall cracks into pieces that fall under the depth of the ocean
Thats when life hits stonger than ever
And the only way to survive is picking up the pieces and become
a whole again
And the hard part is with no excuses.
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 1:25 PM UTC
She’s crying, how dare she cry.
I hate it when she does that. Hate,Hate,HATE, but her eyes only show sorrow.
How am I suppose to compete with that?
“STOP!” I yell, but it doesn’t work.
She sobs, uncontrollably like a water fall, her eyes an endless pool some how overflowing.
How dare she cry at a time like this.
I’m supose to be scolding her, sharping her like a dagger,
And then she cry’s.
Her silent tears begging me for forgiveness,
No, No, NO!
I can’t give in, not now not ever.
All I yell is met by innocent eyes,
She doesn’t understand,
She whimpers” I’m sorry”
I go to the door” actions speak louder than words”.
The door slams shut.
I can hear her crying, but I can’t comfort her,
I don’t care if she hates me.
She needs to to stronger,
She needs to survive
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
I swore I wrote my last poem for you
But here’s another out of the blue.
On this day, I hope you are filled with love
From yourself and the people you have.
I hope joy now reaches your eyes.
Through time, I hope you grew wise.
I hope you cherish people more,
Built relationships stonger than before.
I hope you have peace
In every aspect there is.
I pray for a love that that accepts and is faithful,
Forgiving, patient, and truthful.
I hope the clouds aren’t shrouding you anymore
And that the sun is warm as it reaches your core.
Know that for years I’ll remember,
To be thankful for your life every twenty-third of October.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 1:20 PM UTC