"tbh" poems
If a girl has stolen your heart,
try your hardest to steal hers.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
One nice man and one young lady
They had been bestfriends since forever
One day he knelt down on his knees
And said "My young lady, will you marry me?"
She said "That's not funny, get up you fool"
He Gave her a serious look. His eyes showed pain
"You can't be serious!"
He held her hands and said "TBH I am, I love you"
"No we can't, we are bestfriends"
"Learn to love me as much as I love you. You won't regret, I promise you"
She laughed as in disbelief of what he just said
He stood up. He smiled and said "I dare you"
He walked away with a very painful look pasted on his face
She stared at his back and laughed awkwardly. She whispered "You don't have to.. Because I love you more than you do love me. I have always be".
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 7:35 PM UTC
Validation is feeling the purpose in your life...
When I see someone smile at me...it's like a weight has been lifted
I feel uplifted...
When man sees desire in me....I see desire in me
...and this validation becomes my one motivation
....tbh there's nothing like validation...nothing
It's instantly uplifting...
I mean to know or feel like people care...to feel worthy
....and to accept the deception in your eyes to feel the warmth of being accepted
....my does validation **** ones soul....
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 5:56 PM UTC
to be honest
if I had known as a child
that I would be a size 4
I would have never eaten again
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 11:33 PM UTC
To be honest I need you here
I’m tired of hiding from all of my fear
To be honest I’m afraid of what’s true
Hiding from the reasons I‘ve fallen for you
To be honest I got lost in your eyes
trying to hide it, always in disguise
To be honest I need to get away
But I know I’ll rue this day
Mar 23, 2012
Mar 23, 2012 at 11:56 PM UTC
'Its not gonna work'
'Tbh you're embarrassing yourself'
Thanks
Thats what I needed to hear today
When I hear everyday form my Mom I'm a burden
I especially need to hear that
When my step dad forces pills down my throat
So I'm quiet and
'Don't cause anymore trouble'
I love all that
I'm standing up for what I believe in
And I'm being persecuted for it
Does that make me a martyr?
No
I'm too stupid to be a martyr
To 'embarrassing'
I cause too much 'trouble'
I'm just not worth it.
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 11:02 AM UTC
If there was a lot more moisture around us, this leaf would be well rounded.
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
I've been meaning to write you, but my words are all too stuck in their ways. They wish to be spoken and long to be felt, but to be honest they all lack virtue. All they can do now is hurt you.
Drenched in dopamine
These words swim within
Gasping for air
They plead for solace
In the jungle of thought
They inhale agony
And exhale apathy
They are jaded implicitly
These words
I secretly imprisoned
Still inconvenience me
They ******* my heart
Despite their innocence
I can not trust them
Hence my silence
Hence the look in my eyes
My stomach was weak
I saw novelty in every lie
But to be honest
I been meaning to ask
Is it too late for us?
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
I feel like i keep doing the same thing over and over
and its over again..
too much time in my room I'm losing my soul i guess I'm going threw it again.
Man this Life just don't excite me
without Love this life...
It's..
It's.....Nothing.
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
1. Look at yourself in the mirror tell yourself this is not your fault
Repeat this step till it is not a lie
2. Gather everything that reminds you of them
Put it in a box, stare at it till it is meaningless
3. Put the box on the curb
1. This is not your fault
4. Delete all pictures of them off your phone, out of your mind, they are just taking up memory
5. You have to erase them from your social media, every picture, every tag, post, indirect, tweet, poke, tbh, every re-post, every message
6. Write every word they have ever spoken to you
7. Burn it
6. Write every lie they have ever screamed at you
7. You have to burn it
1. Look at yourself in the mirror, tell yourself this is not your fault
This cannot be your fault
1. This is not your fault
8. Wear your favorite yellow dress, the one you never felt comfortable enough to wear around them
Sing your favorite song louder than they would ever let you
9 Listen to the sad songs, Adel on repeat, Taylor Swift, every sad song you can think of
You need to cry out the toxicity
10 Fill the gaps in your life with friends, all the people you could never hang out with
Pick up a new hobby, learn how to hem al the pants you have
11 Realize you never loved them, just the idea of them
12 Understand that looking through rose coloured glass red flags don’t look like red flags
1 This has never been you’re fault
You’re starting to realize this has never been your fault
13 Shave off all of your hair
Okay maybe not that extreme but cute your hair short, dye it black, electric blue
Do this for yourself something you’ve always wanted to do
Wear this as a proud sign saying “I’m over you”
0 Realize you’ve found closure
Understanding what happened was half of it
Know that your mind and your body are in the last stages of healing
You’re healing
You have found closure
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 10:39 AM UTC
because some would rather live in words of little white lies like
"you ARE pretty" "you seem nice" "youre really sweet",
then decipher her own tangled abstruse 'life'.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
ur almost done
.................
ur appearance is stark
&& reminds u of effort
which u don't really
care about right now
tbh.
it's not that ur doing
bad.
ur just loving urself
in different ways rn.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
I prefer the way you feel between my thighs than inside my head.
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
honestly
I thought I broke myself when you were gone and I was sitting in my room alone staring at the corner of the wall waiting for it to breathe back into me the way you did when you held me close
honestly
I thought you were a figment of my imagination when you were there and I was sitting in your room staring at your face and tracing the lines of your mouth with my fingertips
and honestly
you never had to say you hated me or loved me because words meant everything and nothing and all that mattered was your hand on my neck and your fingers laced in mine and the uncorked bottle of wine in the kitchen
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
A letter to my ex:
I met you 7 months ago. You were a friend of a friend. Always thought you were cute and had the brightest smile, just knew i wanted you from the moment i saw you. We talked, we became bestfriends, and eventually lovers. I stayed the night at your house, you stayed the night at my house. Everything was all good and lovey dovey in the beginning.. Your friends didnt like me though, they thought i was stealing you away from them. I wasnt though, i just wanted to spend every breaking moment with you tbh. I fell in love with you, and when i fell, i fell hard. Im head over heels in love with you. But then came the arguments and the ******** and the trust issues, but still throughout all that, there was still alot of love. You were my bestfriend, boyfriend, RoD, one of my 'girls', my diary, my right hand, my book keeper, my therapist, and the person who picked me up when i was so low i couldnt even get out of bed anymore. You loved me, and made sure i knew that. You showed me you cared, aint nobody ever really love or care about me before. We were very sexually active, *** atleast every other day. God we were madly in love. I spent months arguing with my mom over you because i refused to give you up... You were mine and i needed you badly. But then i ****** up, i started having doubts. With doubts came arguments and our breakup... Through our breakup i've only realized how ******* dumb i was and all my mistakes ive ever made when with you. Ive realized everything i need to change, and the most important thing i realized is that im madly in love with you and will never get over you. I want you & i cannot get rid of you; you are in my veins. Your scent lingers in my room and on my clothes and in my bed and one every single thing that you have ever touched in my house. I love you & only you. You will never fully understand my feelings for you.. Ive been down for you since i met you. & yes ive ****** up but i aint perfect no matter how hard i try... At this point, i was ready to give up, i had no hope of ever getting you back but now i dont know tbh. Im kinda, iffy. I still dont know if i will ever get you back, but lord knows its the only thing i want right now. I just, i need you in my life. You are my cup of tea, you are the reason i look forward to living a new day, you are the calm before the hurricane, you are the Prozac i take to keep my thoughts from being ****** up. You are the blood that runs through my veins, i just cant live without you. I met you 7 months ago and i had no idea i could fall so deeply in love so fast. I would do anything, and everything to be yours again. To be your girlfriend, princess, babygirl... Would do absolutely ******* anything... Just please, let me be yours again.
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC
Sorry haven't been on here for a while. Got no inspiration and tbh I'm not a poet just a lost soul looking for who he is. I'm almost 20 and still not the same.
Ps. Thanks for all the positivity, I got surprised with it today:)
Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 5:15 AM UTC
To much informatie that my brain is trying to controle
I can do it
But not without you
Not without your arms holding me
Not without you whispering in my ear
"All these things will go away as soon you relax and think about the things that you are overthinking of"
It makes no sense
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
I lay my head down
On this uncomfortable couch
& try to find ways to make it
Through this last week.
Four months of sleepless nights
Has passed me by alongside
Two seasons but I swear
This year was different.
Its like the weather had no transition
It felt like just yesterday
That I held my chin to my chest
In efforts to keep out the Wisconsin snow
Now its the end of June
& the grass is green again
But I have this lingering feeling
That I have over stayed my welcome
I'll soon return to the valleys of California
Where she waits for me just like she has
For too **** long but she tells herself
One more week & I'll be home
I know I don't belong here
So I lay on this couch & try
To find ways to make it
Through this very last week...
Four months of sleepless nights
& a whole summer to make up for
All the days we spent apart
A whole summer to make up for
Every
Lonely
Week.
Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
I just want to die
I could never **** myself but honestly I don't want to live anymore and I could careless if I did die. I used to be scared of death but I guess once you have reached rock bottom you realize that you just don't want to live in this cruel world anymore. I have reached rock bottom, I have Hit an all time low. I have to cut myself to feel better! That means something, I don't know how to handle my own emotions anymore, I can't go a day without feeling in a bad mood no matter where I am or who I'm with. I could be with my best friend and having fun whatever, but all of a sudden I get in a bad mood, I just wanna cry and feel better. I know I overthink too much because I feel like I annoy people with this too much and that they are just getting bothered by it and want me to just get better so I stop bothering them about it. I wanna get better, that is all I'm asking for, is getting better and knowing that my life won't be as miserable as I think it will be. I dont want to go on meds, I don't want to cut everytime I feel down.. I just want this mood to go away, but my overthinking about all my stupid flaws on how I'm so ugly and fat and that I have no ambition in life and how no guy could ever like me because of all these things, doesn't make things easier. And no one can make me feel different about them either which is really hard. My life isn't bad.. Which makes no sense why this is happening to me, I just need to find out the reason. It so hard to, no one gets that, my mom thinks that I know the reason but just not saying it, why wouldn't I say it?! I want to get better, does no one realize that. Just because I'm not able to stop cutting for a long time does not mean I don't want to get better, it just means I'm not as strong as I thought I was. Just because I don't wanna go to counselling every week doesn't mean I don't want help I just don't want to talk to a different person everytime and just hear the same things over and over again. I just want to get better and tbh at this rate , I don't think I will be.. So I just wanna die and not many people will care anyways .
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 6:41 PM UTC
what is the meaning of life?
some say its to find love,
others say its get rich or die trying,
some even say its to die,
there are many people who have searched for a meaning,
religious men believe the point in life is to get to there heaven to meet there maker,
the pessimists say there is no point in life they don't see why they should care,
Tbh i don't know who i'm inclined to believe,
in all honesty i believe in my own meaning of life,
"the meaning of life is different from each person, there is no one answer that fits all, there is no easy answer either, we ourselves have to find our own meaning, our own passion and drive"
i myself find that the meaning of life is to live,
to run, jump, fight, cry, laugh and love,
to feel everything thing that you can possibly feel,
both good and bad.
the meaning of life to me is to live like everyday is your last
because really we only live once.
so to everyone who reads this,
Smile, laugh go to your friends have a beer, go to your loved ones and embrace them like you haven't seen them in years,
because if we truly live once,
live it likes your last day
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 5:00 PM UTC
I attract artsy people! 78%
Those free spirited artists with great imaginations find you interesting. They are usually interesting themselves, so its not a bad thing, but they CAN be a bit wifty and choose odd goals. If you like life to always be a bit 'different' from the norm, but not too extreme in any one direction, these are the people for you. If you seek logical decision making skills and good money management, you may want to change something in the way you appear. Artsy people are fun for adventure and exploring, so, have fun! (smoking **** helps too)
58% You attract geeks! (<My comment: Some are cute tbh)
54% You attract Yuppies! (<My comment: ''Young urban professional" or "young upwardly-mobile professional.'' Not bad)
54% You attract models! (<My comment: They're fine)
46% You attract unstable people! (<My comment: To true. It never fails)
14% You attract rednecks! (<My comment: I'm black! Aren't rednecks racist?)
Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
Dude i have no clue
no ******* idea...
why i continue to fantasize about chue....
idk...
what is it...
like 8th grade...
you...
the memory
continues...
after these past 2 years i still fantasize about you
....and i cant picture you accepting me...
for who i am
i can't
....like
when i picture you
...like i have to be o some mila kunis, megan fox, kim k typa ****
its like i have to be this trophy in order to keep attention
...its like i knew you liked me
....and it was an interesting attatchment ill say....
but...
i guess it wasnt meant to be
i was looking for a **** buddy back then
and so were you
we were 8th ******* graders
i was immature af....
i didnt know **** tbh...
i was an air head...
who only cared about boys, popularity, friends, and herself...
i was a ***** lowkey
i wanted to be on top...
of the world
...of that school
...of him lol
but i was on the inside
...insecure
but he made me...
he fooled me
..into thinking he was securing me
....like ****
i was a fool
and i was def crushin on em
but now....
its really embarassing to think about
like....fuck
***
was 8th...the ****
ya know
that whole shabang
was really messin up
and im done with that past
pretending...
insecurity..
attention..
like....
i am over that
you were real to at the time
i was insecure looking for someone to clench on to
keep me up
motivate me
....but you did the opposite
you were like a demon in disguise
...no offense
i mean at the time speaking
but i dont want to cringe...
when i see a pretty *** girl
i dont need to pretend to be "pretty"
nor what you want
nor be that *****
because im not
...im so much more
....like....fuck
im done living a life in the shadows
a hidden life
my life...is what is what it is
take it...
leave it
i dont care
you are gone
im never gonna see you ever again
but i mean im sorry we couldnt be friends
but the tide
the flows gotta flow
ive gotta go
take ****
and ill keep it in the toilet...lets say that
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 7:06 PM UTC