"tierd" poems
We fall in love.
He falls in love.
She doesn't care.
He waits, tick tock goes the clock.
He's tierd of waiting.
He starts to walk away.
She calls for him.
He runs back to her.
For what is life without hope.
He hopes.
She ignores.
He keeps on waiting.
She haunts him.
The occasional smile, her soft words.
And she's gone again.
But he knows better.
He thinks he knows better.
He waits.
She's gone.
He walks away.
She whisper's.
He runs towards her.
He's lost.
He knows he's lost.
He want's out.
Ooooh god he wants out.
He can't breath.
He rips his heart out.
He breaths a sigh of relief.
He's incomplete.
She broke him.
He broke himself.
He sits without a heart.
Without the capability to love.
The loveless man who loved too much.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
You got bored so you find a toy.
Your a stupid boy.
My feeling aren't made to play with.
You only want me for one thing.
Sometimes I wander if love is just a myth.
You take away all my joy.
I don't know what to do any more.
I thought you were threw.
I thought you got bored with your new toy
But you keep coming back.
I feel trapped.
Nowhere to run.
Want to get out but don't know how.
I say no
But you don't go
I'm so tierd of this game.
I'm not a toy.
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
What am i doing?
As i am pacing i wonder
he feels so good, yet its so wrong....
i cant help but want him this badly..
who am i? ..willing to do just about anything for him to show any kind of affection.
But you see, he would just be playing with a toy
because to him, thats all i represent
but i love him so i let him through me around
and stuff me in a toy box full of other used, dusty broken toys as he goes on playing with a new one he found because he got tierd of me...
so i just wait and watch as he thinks this used toy doesent see..
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
When you think you see...
You really don't.
All those things you say cause you think you have the control to manipulate me.
...When it just hurts
It's just like you to just stand there kicking dirt in my eyes telling me "just get up!!"
....it's not that easy, and you don't get it. So I guess I gotta point this out so you can understand IT.
"IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE, WHO FEELS LIKE I FEEL?!!"
Feeling stuck like your the only one trying to do the right thing anymore ....
Yet your surrounded by people who worship their sim... Stuck living the lie that you gotta fit it... You guys are tricked into thinking that the way you perform in front of
Your friends is how they decide whether your good enough when really there justnsearching for your flaws...!see I don't know about YOU but I'm tierd of choosing to drag behind someone else's shadow...living behind someone else's desguise I think they call it "living a lie"..see where I'm stuck is, when I'm trying to live for God, I automatically am shot out of the friend zone , ending up that its just me again. Vulnerable and alone. And the whole separating my self and playing piano alone ... Is getting old!! I know they say it won't be easy and it's a "relentless pursuit" but really? See its just like you to walk into my life and point out my flaws like daggers in my chest.. When your the one I am supposed to look up too. But when your not here where I'm at you REALLY don't know just how hard it is!! There is not one person I've met that seems to want the same thing as me... "IF YOUR OUT THERE, WHERE ARE YOU?! PLEASE STEP UP!" Cause it's **** hard .. Do you not see my cry? I'm trying!!
But my crystal aren't loud enough... And it feels as though my prayers never leave me... Behind closed doors hoping that if I scream loud enough or cry hard enough MAYBE just MAYBE you'll hear me. Just realizing that you won't cause no ones really listening.... Hoping that if I hide behind this disquise long enough you'll forget who I used to be.. I miss you dad... I haven't seen you in 4 weeks do you hear me now? Friends, will you finally listen?.... Please if you'll just let me speak I will tell you.... Just don't let me speak only to find that your not really listening... How I see it ..... Is... PLEASE STAND UP!! If your striving and hurting please reach out!! Because there's people just like you and me, trying to decide whether to speak or to stay silent.. Cause there stuck finding that when they open up people don't seem to care what they have to say... All I'm asking is IF YOUR DO CARE.
V please stand up and ask me, ask your friends, ask your enemy's cause I hurry tee there's a lot more people "stuck" and hurting .. Just like you and me...
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Sweet girl
Busy girl
Now she's just a dizzy girl
Took one too many pills and shots
The world kept going but she did not
Pretty girls
Mean girls
They gave her a real whirl
They broke her into pieces and fed 'em to the birds
Her armor was shattered by their whispered words
Silent girl
Tierd girl
Now she's just a liar girl
She plasters on that smile, so the world can see her not
So that they can't see every day is a battle and that for every breath she's fought
Tiny girl
Quiet girl
Now she's just a dying girl
All her strings were cut, her mind was full of strife
The people, the mirror, the everything here--sapped her of her life
She's gone...
Oct 11, 2012
Oct 11, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
When you think you see...
You really don't.
All those things you say cause you think you have the control to manipulate me.
...When it just hurts
It's just like you to just stand there kicking dirt in my eyes telling me "just get up!!"
....it's not that easy, and you don't get it. So I guess I gotta point this out so you can understand IT.
"IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE, WHO FEELS LIKE I FEEL?!!"
Feeling stuck like your the only one trying to do the right thing anymore ....
Yet your surrounded by people who worship their sim... Stuck living the lie that you gotta fit it... You guys are tricked into thinking that the way you perform in front of
Your friends is how they decide whether your good enough when really there justnsearching for your flaws...!see I don't know about YOU but I'm tierd of choosing to drag behind someone else's shadow...living behind someone else's desguise I think they call it "living a lie"..see where I'm stuck is, when I'm trying to live for God, I automatically am shot out of the friend zone , ending up that its just me again. Vulnerable and alone. And the whole separating my self and playing piano alone ... Is getting old!! I know they say it won't be easy and it's a "relentless pursuit" but really? See its just like you to walk into my life and point out my flaws like daggers in my chest.. When your the one I am supposed to look up too. But when your not here where I'm at you REALLY don't know just how hard it is!! There is not one person I've met that seems to want the same thing as me... "IF YOUR OUT THERE, WHERE ARE YOU?! PLEASE STEP UP!" Cause it's **** hard .. Do you not see my cry? I'm trying!!
But my crystal aren't loud enough... And it feels as though my prayers never leave me... Behind closed doors hoping that if I scream loud enough or cry hard enough MAYBE just MAYBE you'll hear me. Just realizing that you won't cause no ones really listening.... Hoping that if I hide behind this disquise long enough you'll forget who I used to be.. I miss you dad... I haven't seen you in 4 weeks do you hear me now? Friends, will you finally listen?.... Please if you'll just let me speak I will tell you.... Just don't let me speak only to find that your not really listening... How I see it ..... Is... PLEASE STAND UP!! If your striving and hurting please reach out!! Because there's people just like you and me, trying to decide whether to speak or to stay silent.. Cause there stuck finding that when they open up people don't seem to care what they have to say... All I'm asking is IF YOUR DO CARE.
V please stand up and ask me, ask your friends, ask your enemy's cause I hurry tee there's a lot more people "stuck" and hurting .. Just like you and me...
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
God im desperate
i cant do this without you
and without YOU, im not ME
see, i feel alone,
like a lost sheep
like im loosing everything
that im striving to keep
.....deep down knowing that this isnt me
because see
i know who I AM
....I AM an ambassador of Christ.
right?
dont say i dont know who i am
when YOU ........ dont know who i am
this being the first time in my life acturally finding my identity
you lurk around me criticizing my every wrong doing
but see....what you dont understand
is I AM ......me
im not YOU, i never will be
yes stop telling me others are on your side
when you dont know how much ive cried
stop sugaring up your story
******* stop.... im so tierd of you telling me how i should do things
how i should live my life
im so **** tierd of you spreading rumors
what are you trying to prove?
Why do you act like nothing is wrong
if it hurts you so God **** much then
why dont you try listening to me for once!
and stop twisting my words up
telling me its my fault
i hate this...
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 9:47 PM UTC
I wake up to the sun kissing my skin
The silence slowly drowning me
Filling my lungs with emptiness
My room is flooded with old thoughts, tattered teddy bears, and torn up photographs
The past,
just makes me laugh
Old feelings, riseing from the dead
Tierd
Forgotten
Mistreated
Used and Abused
The past should of left me, body and soul in tangle, my heart dismantled; insanity , in shambles.
But my heart still beats hard and strong, I'm still smiling on because I know I've done nothing wrong
I look at the past and I laugh because I know that life as a glass doll was a delicate one, my world like your snow globe shaking the life out of me as you please, disguising destruction with a sweet melody.
You shattered me.
Took the pieces and left them in the dirt.
But darling they sank down into the earth ,
and although they have not been glued back together, I am still whole
I've grown up and my pieces have turned into roses radiating sweetness, painted in love.
So
I'd like you to know,
that I plan on growing 1,000 feet tall
Stealing your sunshine
and starry nights, inhaling all of your moonlight
Honey I'm going to tower over this world and make it my garden
My pieces
Blooming daisy's and lilacs , strength and integrity
No, I am happy to say
The past hasn't drove me down the road of insanity.
Jul 12, 2011
Jul 12, 2011 at 11:18 PM UTC
I do not welcome death with open arms, but I want to swim out in to the ocean untill im to tierd to swim back.
An I wonder if I haunt his dreams the way he torments mine.
To hold close for such a breif second, only to have it riped from my finger tips for he cannot love me as I Need.
I want to fall asleep in his arms I just need him to want me.
Why is all my poetry to him, when he couldnt care less but someday when I am gone I hope he reads these an knows.
Knows he still dwells with me in my dreams.
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
You never stop to and think of anyone else. An other mood swing more hurtful words. Turn the other cheek, forget it every happen.
Nothing is ever enough your never so happy, so we aren't happy. You drag us down with you. I prey for streath and faith.
These eyes of mine have cried so many times. Each day my heart gets empty. Always an other threat use the power cards.
Draged down crush into small pieces all that's good is gone. Tierd, beaten, bruised and ripped apart. I can't take anymore its time to.
This house has become like a prison to me. Not as free as I think stuck in place, worse than hell it's self. I am leaving and never coming back
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
Shore lines cross poor minds,
Leaving empty space and tierd haste,
Uncovering what's left of the human race,
Adults will cry what a waste,
As we all try to keep face,
Left this world without a trace.
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
I hate you.
So ******* much.
Why do you make me feel the way I do know.
I'm so sick and tierd of your ****
But yet I want you back so bad.
Why?
Get out of my life.
Please.
I'm done with you.
Why are you doing this to me.
The pain I have in my heart is un-fixable.
Unreal.
I get chills.
I get a warm feeling in my heart.
I get the warmth of which was our love.
Sure enough nothing was there.
Get out of my life.
It already kills me when I see you.
Five days out of a week.
I have someone now.
Your the old.
He's the new.
He's the now and the future. Your my past.
My ugly, hideous past.
The cold past.
So let me be here.
With my one and only.
My other half.
Just please leave my life already.
Get out.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 11:11 PM UTC
I know i am devil bad,
but now am very sad,
sitting on the bench thinking my own sins,
and a hollownes in me it brings,
warm droplets of salt realising
me,
what i've done and what i am doing,
still sitting ideal but unconcious mind is running,
the clots of shouting waves in my head.
I just want to cut my hand,
let's bleed it way for me it's not made,
smile for clicks are all fake,
am drunked and dont want to do any thing,
want to leave everyone dont mind please,
am tierd of doing efforts to being alone,
because i cant stood up my own,
it's hurts to be fallen,
all i know that i am broken,
dark lines under my eyes,
all dreams are shatterd now which always flied,
in my mind,
all i have but still it seems to be empty,
all around there is love and am still thirsty,
habit of lossing made me a liar,
i wish but i know i can't fill my desire,
i dont want to broke other's hope's,
because i know how much it hurts when it brokes,
i dont want to fall in depression's trap,
just only i cant feel how i am sad.
Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
You never stop to and think of anyone else. An other mood swing more hurtful words. Turn the other cheek, forget it ever happen.
Nothing is ever enough your never so happy, so we aren't happy. You drag us down with you. I prey for streath and faith.
These eyes of mine have cried so many times. Each day my heart gets empty. Always an other threat use the power cards.
Draged down crush into small pieces all that's good is gone. Tierd, beaten, bruised and ripped apart. I can't take anymore its time to.
This house has become like a prison to me. Not as free as I think stuck in place, worse than hell it's self. I am leaving and never coming back
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
My chest is pounding...
Enough is enough
I'm so tierd of tears falling down to my ears,
so sick of thinking of your smile, and how I used to blush when you looked at me..
No more wishing you were still here..
No more laying in bed Wondering what I did wrong...
it's never the right time to say good bye,
It's killing me to wait cause just can't do it..
But enough is enough...
So this is it...
Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 1:48 AM UTC
**Today my head is tierd
My body is aching
But my heart is happy
And my soul at peace
If it will be the same
This time tomorrow
Depends on wether I can bounce
Other people's arrogance
And egos
Away from my skin
Words burn
Feelings echo
Long after
A situation has past**
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
It's like being at war with yourself.
A war you have no choice in fighting,
A war you have to win.
A war that leaves you dry
Because it's do or die.
And if you fall, you get up,
You get up or stay dead,
And that choice becomes a luxury.
This war will leave you tierd.
There'll be times, when on the floor,
You'll think of what you're fighting for,
And wonder if it's worth it now.
You'll try to get up,
Forget how.
But every so often, you will be saved.
A soldier, a friend, will come your way.
And for a little while,
you'll be alright.
'Till your signed back up for war.
Then you'll see friends fall
And see yourself,
See your future in someone else,
And carry them high enough to show
That they mean something.
You mean something.
War means something.
Doesn't it?
At night, you'll lose sleep for war,
You'll be counting sheep for war,
You'll weep for war.
And eventually,
It feels like home.
Where else do you know?
There'll be places you'll never go.
You'll dream of having
just something to show,
You'll forget where you are,
It becomes just 'too far',
And you'll lose faith
Until you realise:
You tried.
It's nowhere near enough,
But when you fight,
You toughen up,
And, while seconds pass you by,
Remember who you are.
Not a ghost, not a child,
Not 'someone pulling through'.
You're blood. You're tears.
And when at war,
You're everything to lose.
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 5:25 PM UTC
It's a funny thing distance.
We put it between ourselves and dangerous situations.
But what about when we put it between people we love?
Its unfortunate and it hurts.
well why though? were they dangerous to us, and our sense of self or we were dangerous to them.
It's never a easy answer.
But people put distance between themselves and their dead relatives, isn't it the same thing. That's distance to right?
Yes, but for us they're very much alive and we can close that distance if we wanted to.
*Then why don't we?! END OUR SUFFERING!
we long for them... and all her wonders.*
Were it so easy, we would not be here in this winter, feeling just how cold it can get, wanting to close this distance.
I dont care! I'm tierd of feeling this pain go straight through us down to our very bones.
What do you want us to do? Just reach out and say "Hi I'm back"
Do you know how tramatic that is! Do you know how much we've changed because of this distance, they wouldn't even recognize us we are akin to a new person!
No, we will endure this heart breaking, gut wrenching distance.
This distance is horrible.
Just think about the ones that can't endure it.
are they weak. Are we stronger then them? Why couldn't they endure the distance?
No, they're not weak, they're just lost, an have yet to find themselves.
Do you think they're at peace with the distance between us?
Maybe... I don't know. I hope so.
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC
I am so tierd
i want to jump in the air,
screaming to wake up
Sep 7, 2016
Sep 7, 2016 at 3:23 PM UTC
I dream aloud well I think I hear nothing I see nothing what is a walk these busy crowded streets I hear footsteps I hear the cars and hear the trains I hear people walking I hear the faint sound of my breathing and I think what is this world that we have created what is the hustle and bustle of the city I want to see this world where I want to see this world where there is more where there are people who actually stopped and care and actually see what's going on the world and know what they feel to see your c** in his life of propaganda and we can't really understand what it's like us we've been there and that person shining your shoes that person cutting your hair we can't see what their life is like under the seams but we feel the dream the life where everyone is equal I'm a dreamer for equality and what really matters all men are created equal so it was said by a very famous man but all I see is wallowed society and lies what lies behind the weight she will lies behind the virtue of every broken sad and tierd face and everyone puts on off foreshadowed lie and I said here I ask why but am I not a dreamer for a dream society where everybody is perfect there's no faults there's no I'm too fat there's no there's no outer beauty in yourself to anything and I asked please let me be the dreamer not the treat me like I'm the dreamer and not the dreamy
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
With this paper and pen I let go of all this pain\
Watching moments pass me by with this life caught in a lonely rain\
Everyday wishing for something better when I write\
Questioning all the wrongs in my life\
Looking for that bright light kept just out of sight\
Suffering from depression that just won't leave me alone\
Living in an empty home hollow inside so I lose my self in this song\
So many days without you I don't know what to do\
Looking in this mirror without a clue to who it is staring back at me wish I knew\
Tierd of having to do so much on my own never having anyone call my phone\
Does anybody even know I'm alive it's not like I've been living a lie\
Spending hours asking why it's not like I didn't take the time to try\
No one's looking out for my best interest so I let this ink flow from this cut wrist\
Hope my suicide grants somebody's wish\
Now I'm saying my goodbyes not that anyone's wondering why\
No one listens maybe why I was able to find so many reasons\
Mind full of bad intentions\
These regrets I'm missing\
Killed by my depression suicide is my only mission\
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 12:01 PM UTC
You seem sad they will say,
Oh I'm just tired today.
But deep down I have a broken heart,
And outside I'm falling apart.
Death will soon take me over,
And I won't be here very longer.
Until that day I will always say,
I'm just tierd.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 2:30 PM UTC
oh you seem sad they will say,
oh im just tierd today,
but deep down i have a broken heart,
and outside im falling apart,
death will soon take me over,
and i wont be here very longer,
until that day i will always say im just tierd.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 12:36 PM UTC