"youself" poems
**You know, everyone’s always moving so fast.
And yeah I’m here,
always here.
I’m tense. Everyday I walk
Can’t help but feel
that one wrong move and you’ll lose it all.
Yeah sure, I smile.
Yeah sure, I look cold.
Yeah sure, I don’t look scared.
But I am. I really really am.
I just don’t want you to see it.
I wear a mask. Believe me, I’m scared.
Okay I get it.
I’m just saying this in a poem.
In hopes you don’t
bother to read,
but hoping you
actually would.
I’m actually here just to tell you
You’re never alone
There’s always someone
in a million people that
try to look down
on you, on me, on us,
on them, on her, on him
And still feel tense and regret
Because they’re not this. They’re not that.
Get this. We are human.
If you can’t do it. You can’t.
It is no one’s responsibility
to live in the standards,
to be a living drone
of the flaws of society
or the stereotypes from
our brains.
You just be you and I’ll be me.
*But don’t ***** Cuz the world doesn’t
always need one. Just be youself,
*Really. I mean it. Just be you
in a way you hurt no one.*
Not even yourself.**
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC
If they taunt me
I'd flaunt myself around them
I'd mesmerize everything I had with
if I were to be a lesbian
I'd say that would be pretty amazing..
loving your own type
falling for your own kind
like forever? Could you?
you,the one pleasuring youself
with late night ************ process
is the one that complains?
when someone gives same pleasure
to the one, of their type
you'd say NATURE that's not fair
oh ! Selfish creature
how could you wish the world be same?
straight is not a gender,so isn't gay,lesbian
we all are human,that's what matters
if you couldn't accept people loving their own kind
you'd better start hating yourself
cause they are loving themself
like you do at late nights
so if I were to be a lesbian
that wouldn't be problem for my kind.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
like red lion parts
crotch rocket
nut cup
anything done behind
a dumpster in the dark
yes, always
because you never liked how
light peeked through my thin
hair
or how I squinted
my eyes when I kissed you
“Just close them all the way
*********
of course, I obliged
anything to keep you
away from your mother
anything to keep you
out of the garage
the sulfur smell
the demons in your
drinking marble
but god,
the vibration
the car peeling out
on the driveway and
“Here take this.”
all of me reminded you
of her
all of me
“Rest, darling. Rest.”
and every time the night
ended with unclothed gin
bedspreads like
forts and painted
walls
“Go **** youself.”
and all was lost
my body
my grief
10 pounds lighter
sweat soaked through
the carpet
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
He's found himself in the closet
After he lost to himself in a game of tic-tac-toe
And tied his lobster bib tightly
Then hid his cheat sheet, for the pop quiz he knew was soon to come
It's curtains for her
She let the cat out of the bag
And now she's up **** creek with ****** for paddles to go **** herself with
Right in the birth canal
Then we'll auction off the ******
We'll pass them off as European defibrillators
Maybe some extremist will want them
If we spew out enough mindless dribble
The All Time Shit-Show is about to begin
We have
The Chronic Masturbater
The Hypochondriac
And The Pathological Liar
It was either sometime yesterday
Or sometime tomorrow
Or was it sometime today?
That you were all going to make fun of the boy with the cleft lip down at the laundromat?
Out of the three of you The Pathological Lair sticks out like a sore thumb
I can tell he was the runt of the litter
Who always bites off more than he can chew
I see the Hypochondriac has convinced himself he has eczema
He rattles off all his symptoms
Inordinate filibustering
Now there's the Chronic Masturbater
He looks like he's over the hill
He's only twenty one
But the blue circles under his eyes and the deep defined lines on his forehead denote his inelegant aging
I sign all your lives away in my horrible cursive
And now you belong to the ragtag trigger-happy posse of gun-jumpers
My billfold his happily filled
So I must go do some reconnaissance
Spy on those who have quit their day jobs
The fish out of water
You must find that thing that really rolls off the tongue with a nice ring to it
******
*******
*******
*******
No...
Go hang youself with dental flossed you home-schooled fool
Indentured servants we're just an after thought
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
Dear future daughter,
I’m writing to you a letter,
Because one day you’ll need this advice,
And it’s worth a certain price,
It’s worth the price of lessons,
The ones that make you think,
You’ve been running in the wrong directions,
And stop making you see life in pink,
First thing you need to know,
Is that sometimes you need to let go,
Even if it doesn’t feel right,
It just as well might,
Most of the time the things that feel good,
Aren’t the things that should,
That’s why you should never harm your wrist,
‘Cause then I’ll just be ******
Second thing to keep in mind,
Is to always be kind,
Because the girl you laugh at with much glory,
May have lived a terrible story,
Ask her what her day was like,
The strangest people have the greatest things to tell,
Even if their stories seem like they came straight from hell,
Trust me it won’t be an experience you will dislike,
Third thing I want to tell you,
Is that one day you’ll meet a boy,
And the idea of you two,
Will be one that brings joy,
And one day he might leave,
And it will make you believe,
That nobody will stay,
But trust me it won’t always be that way,
Fourth thing I want to say,
Is that it’s okay,
To give yourself pleasure,
And to give youself some leisure,
Sometimes it’s a necessity,
Because you schoolwork is driving you crazy,
And in that moment you’re panicking,
But your schoolwork isn’t more important than your own being,
Last thing I want to say,
Is that life does not count itself it breaths,
It counts itself in the moments that take it away,
People with short life enjoy it this way before their deaths,
So go on and make your life worth living,
And make it worth sharing,
Because you never know when,
It might end,
Dear future daughter,
Please consider everything I have written in this letter,
Trust me when I say without a doubt,
That your future mother knows what she’s talking about.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
I'm watching you, but you don't see me, I'm the nightmare of your dreams. You check under your bed each night, but I'm hiding in your head out of sight.
Today I know you are feeling low, that's my cue to make a show.I see you looking over your shoulder, I bet you have goosebumps all over, I can make you believe what I want you to believe, like can you see that little girl, that's right the one wearing the bright yellow dress, quick she's getting closer to the cliffs edge.
No one is around she must be lost, quick you must save her, run she going to fall, you'll never forgive youself if she falls, don't stop just because you have come to the edge, go on you know you'll be better of dead.
Here I'll give you a helping hand, no use you screaming, remember you're only dreaming, but remember I'm watching you and any time soon your dreams will start coming true.....
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 5:07 PM UTC
Hush little Whisper
dont you cry
Daddys gonna sing you a lullaby
and when the lullabys all said and done
Mommas gonna sing another one
and when that songs done and gone
Daddys gonna buy you a dead mockingbird
And when that mockingbird tries to sing
Daddys gonna stab it with a blade
Then hes gonna go far far away
And leave you to fend for youself
and youll cry youself to sleep every night
and Mommas gonna **** herself with a knife
Hush little Whisper
dont you cry
not everything is at it seems
and one day its all too much
and you whisper to yourself
"Hush little Whisper
dont you cry
everythings gonna be alright
In another day, in another year, in another life."
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
You know that feeling after you've downed a drink when you find youself breathing a little quicker
That's how it is being with you.
I'm drowning at the bottom of your glass, always gasping, breathless
Struggling for air after another swig of your emotion
But you're still oblivious, clinking your glass under the false pretense of giving Cheers
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 11:48 PM UTC
Look into my eyes.
Don't tell me you are fine.
I'd rather watch you break down and
Cry
Listen to you tell these ugly lies.
Let your words
Break into sobs
And let me watch as your once red tears
Turn clear.
Please tell me why you
Still do this to yourself.
Don't tell me what I want to hear.
Tell me why you break down.
Tell me what you feel
And the things you fear
Tell me how you got stuck
In this rut.
Let me listen
And don't think you're the burden
On my shoulder.
You should fear for youself
More than you do me.
You should be free
From these mosnters in your head.
But they keep dragging you down.
You need someone
But you keep running
Until you're all out of breath.
I'll try to help and try to understamd
But you'll just keep runing until your death
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
These events in my mind are
aged and crumbled up like
a piece of worthless paper,
because I apparently, am the
only one who remembers it all.
This is all so unsettling.
From everything that they did,
to what the others did;
am I truly that worthless?
One night dragged onto the other
without a pause.
Continuously left behind.
Finding myself alone in these places
that are truly worthless.
'Stupid girl'
is what runs through my mind
as quickly as the people leave
me behind.
How worthless am I
compared to dust?
I see everything black and white.
The color faded away when
the happiness did.
How worthless can these eyes become?
Trying to please everyone
just brought me too far down.
Everybody treats eachother the same.
So how worthless
can these smiles get?
Lie after lie is what is
always told and heard these days.
I see that those spells have been
casted on me many times.
How worthless am I
to be told these lies?
But at the end of the day,
worthless is truly non-existent.
No matter what, everyone
will get shot down-
But everyone will find hope.
We all have that one thing
we find that's not so
worthless.
You have to find
deep within youself that
it's only you that will listen
to what the others say and do
And hold it against yourself.
You have to power
To turn around and be the one
to call them worthless this time.
Because when it comes down to it,
How worthless can someone be
to make you think you're worthless.
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
How can you even start to express to someone that you want to watch yourself bleed...
That you want to rip open your own skin and feel the warmth trickel down you body.
Watching it seap out of you and slide across your skin.
How do you explain that this is a craving stronger then you could ever describe and ever so hard to resist.
That this red liquid is able to quench your metaphorical thirst for emotional relief.
How can you explain that that it helps...
That in some twisted way the pain makes everything hurt less.
How do you explain to them that it scares the living hell out of you,
That this is something you can do to yourself,
That this is something you want to do to youself.
The knowing that even after so many years you still crave it,
And you don't think you will ever stop craving it.
How can you explain to them that you don't want them to think you're crazy.
That it just hurts too much for you to bare.
That you are trying to bare it but the pain you feel inside is too much.
That the fact that you can't see this pain scares you,
that others can't see your pain scares you,
That you don't even understand this pain scares you.
And maybe this is why you crave watching yourself bleed.
It's a pain you can see,
A pain that others can see,
A pain you can understand,
But now that you see the pain you understand that you don't want others to see it.
Because how could you even beguin to explain.
How could I ever beguin to expain to you that I want to watch myself bleed...
May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
1. Don't hate someone just because they hate you.
2. ALWAYS be the bigger person.
3. Don't quickly judge someone.
4. You may lose people, but you will gain ones who are better.
5. Everything changes at one point.
6. Try to see opinions from both sides.
7. There are two sides to every story.
8. Some people aren't going to like you, and that's okay.
9. Speak up in class, no one is going to laugh at you.
10. Don't be shy around the person you like, they're just a person as you are.
11. No one is going to die because you failed that one test.
12. School isn't just about grades.
13. Taking one day off of school won't **** you.
14. If you put negitive thoughts out in the universe, chances are, fate won't be on your side.
15. Don't push yourself to the point of a panic attack.
16. You will always love the person you fell in love with, and you need to learn to cope.
17. Just because you're posting about them, it doesn't mean they will message you.
18. Wear a dress to school, who cares if people judge you.
19. Look on the bright side of things in every situation.
20. Always be youself, and don't change for anyone.
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
IF YOU ARE A LIAR, WHO'S GOING TO TRUST YOU? WHEN WILL YOU TELL THE TRUTH, IN EVERYTHING YOU DO?
IF YOU ARE A LIAR, NO ONE WANTS YOU AROUND. YOUR VOICE GIVES YOU AWAY, BY THE TONE OF IT'S SOUND.
IF YOU ARE A LIAR, YOU CAN FIND YOUSELF ALONE. YOU CAN FIND YOURSELF, THE ONLY ONE LEFT IN YOUR HOME.
IF YOU ARE A LIAR, DON'T EXPECT TO MOVE AHEAD. ASK GOD TO TEACH YOU TO TELL THE TRUTH, SO YOU WANT END UP DEAD.
BY, AUTHOR & POET, SANDRA JUANITA NAILING
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
You promised kisses
beneath the old oak
You said you would give
youself to me then
Under the summer's
eager stary eyes
But they came
and cut the oak down
But not before
you left town
Now all I have
is the promise
Of firewood for those
cold lonely nights
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
market youself;
wear the clothes you want them
to see you in,
pierce the right places
for the right look,
say the things that
you want them to hear
hair.face.makeup.expression.
let them know what to expect,
yaknow, make sure they see 'you'
while you dont let them see you,
and struggle to be yourself
while you **** yourself
and you market yourself
and you sell off yourself
what a world i live in;
it's highschool
but shit's the same all the way through
nobody cares about the right things
they're too busy
buying and selling;
the human stock market
i've got friends, not customers
so i guess i'm broke,
i might just
have to go through the right pains
for the right reasons
cause i'm not killing myself that way
i;m pain free in a society that trades
with beauty as currency
integrity and all the rest
come as a sort of afterthought
what happened to our teachers?
they are locked in our schools
they tell us maths, they sleep in bed
at 9 o'clock at night
while we crack open
our bottles
behind closed doors
and cheer
Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 7:29 PM UTC
they say that darkness is a nonexistent matter and is only the absence of light but what i know of is that darkness is consuming. it makes you whole with emptiness. makes you feel safe in your solitude. and solitude is not always peaceful if your mind is a universe of it's own. if your mind is at war with your heart. if your mind holds infinite chains of thoughts, no one's interested in knowing about, thoughts with no one willing to understand them. but for far too long, i've believed that what you cant change you should learn to accept. so in solitude, i was content or convinced myself to be..
i met you though, and let me tell you that no light can ever shine as bright as you do. and you don't just shine baby, you glow. you'd enlighten the universe with just half a smile and one glimpse of those eyes i adore. you'd eliminate the indifferences of this **** world with how your mind works and how your thoughts form. i've never known of sympathy and kindness before i knew of your existence because they've always been in the form of you. purity ceased to exist before you took your first breath, and with every breath you take this trait nurtures. and with the privelege of knowing you? i'd never welcome solitude again, never before you have a persons company felt so heart warming, so safe. i'd close my doors to darkness and despair and welcome all you bring with your existence from hope and optimisim. darling, words will never express enough but i'll write you daily if it'll help you love youself. for writing about you is always something i enjoy. i never believed in the concept of heaven until i met you, for angels need their imposing home. what have i done to deserve someone as beautiful as you are? and yes you're beautiful. i want this word carved into your thoughts. baby, poets spent ages trying to write something that can amount to your beauty and yet nothing can measure up. i love you, i really do.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
Growing is Important to understand
elements of human cycle
proceeding day by day to stand.
Choose yourself as pilot,
Choose youself as carpenter
you can be a chef or a farmer
i will see you'll be a painter
i will see you'll be a writer
he was braking the wall will hammer
she was flying up in Glamor.
1 human body
many activites shouting
pointers tryna make difference
developement and character well i would say----
Follow basic instructions no pain to gain
only baisc balance will remain.
Jan 10, 2023
Jan 10, 2023 at 2:31 PM UTC
When Christmas is over then what? All the presents will be opened,
It is all for show and tell, we actually don't know Christ's Birh is the Bible does not tell. There is so much contradiction, and I know by tradition and what is written, and believe what I am told, but in truth we have no written history of Christ's birth accept in the Bible itself.
Christmas has become so materialized, gift giving and spending, where is the spirituality of it, I think they have done away with it.
Lilttle children love Christmas because of the presents they will receive, but what about the abandon animals that cruel people leave to starve and longer love you see. What about the homless people who have nothing do the one's that have something to give give them a holiday gift bag of things that they might need or offer then Christmas dinner No I do not believe.
No not one teaches what Christ really taught when he was alive on earth it is better to give than to receive and it is better to love your neighbor than youself it the greatest commandment ever given.
When Christmas is over everything returns to the same as before with people no better than the day before.
Why Celebrate Christmas if you can' t celebrate by giving to someone in need other than family and families. Reach out and show them that you care just Christ did so many years before
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:09 PM UTC
The one who says can
Can.
That is the catch,
What you have is this moment
Make it count.
Keep moving forward
That's how winning is done
Your power is your determination
Get out of youself.
Be somebody. Make it happen
Go look in their eyes and say
'Let me show you
How great I am'
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
How would you behave,
If the world would end tonight ??
Would you tell youself you've mended
Pretend everthings alright ??
Have all your thoughts been righteous ??
Have you prayed to the right god ??
Have you had enough that's normal,
Have you had enough that's odd ??
If all the journeys end
In one swiftly sweeping smite,
Would you cry a lover's tears ??
Or would you try to last the night ??
Can you look me in the eye
And say there's no one else ??
Because if you can I'll let you
Watch me end the world myself....
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 12:35 AM UTC
never give up hope always believe its there
always keep your faith and tell youself you care
when life it gets a burden and the going it gets tough
dont give up and tell yourself that you have had enough
hope is always there when everything has gone
have faith and hope together and your life will carry on
Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 2:43 PM UTC
Dont call youself a loser
Because that's not what you are
In my eyes and in my heart,
You're a shining shooting star
You are perfect and loving,
The flower that always blooms.
Even when your stuck in dirt,
Your petals gleam amongst the moon
Dont give up the grueling fight
This is what you've known and done
Dont keep beating on your head,
Strike the pain until you've won.
Dont suffer or be angry
Thank God for this great chance
To show them you don't just sing
But steal the spotlight when you dance
Jul 22, 2020
Jul 22, 2020 at 3:30 AM UTC
Don't cut youself. You are worth more than that.
Darling,put the blade down. Cutting isn't the way.
The feeling of the blade across your skin is relieving yet it's not the solution.
Blood runs down your arm/legs.
Red taints your body.
Darling,put the blade down. Don't cry. Don't let your demons win this battle. Your
Body is on the ground.
Darling, put The blade down. People cry around you. You don't wake up.
Darling,put the blade down. Everyone tries their best to wake you up. Your blood is everywhere.
Darling,put the blade down. You deserve better than this. Throw it away. Don't harm yourself no more. Fight that urge to cut yourself again.
Darling,please put down the blade. Don't taint your body red no more. You are worth more then you know.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC