The smell on your shirt, has left
I used to get high off it
If ever, it will be years until the next time I see you
I know you’re not who a lot of people think you are
When is the next time I can capture the bass clef?
Elegant painfully good songs
Not that I’m jealous
No luck
Neglecting my big dream
Knowing, if you work hard you can less wrongs
I’m going to try to up my game
Kangaroo it up
Knotted, and stuck tight
Knocking and banging on my dream's ragged, hard door
Cars so many, with people most of the same
Ought to be different and stand out
Right away I realized that I want it
Ringing in my ears the impact you made on me
Raging sea of bloodsweet, heartful music and people
Unfair richness, born with an endless money spout
Oh why?
Yelling and screaming for another chance
Yak club, I can’t afford the cost to see your face
For I will deny
Thank you for saving me another night
I now see a little bitty light
At the end of the tunnel
I'm just starting the loooong climb out of the funnel
That drains into the black, empty hole of eternal sadness
My parents just think I'm full of badness
Depression is like a black hole that is always going to be tapping on your shoulder
It makes sure that you know if you trip it will come back and hit like boulder
Maybe you were lying
If you were and I find out, you might find me slowly dying
And sliding back down again
I'm not writing this with a pen
You are my idol
My mom wants me to believe in the bible
But she can’t make me believe in something that I'm not so sure about
This is why I sometimes pout
Well I'm writing this to you so back to it
I love you, I have to admit
Not in the creepy way
You’ve brought me back to bay
I think that is the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me
I'm not kidding, you now have my secret key
I hope you don’t lose it
Please don’t quit
Everyone who has told me they would be there for me, forever
Always ended in a never
I'm slightly scared to love you
I might end up, not just blue but dark blue
It almost seems every time I love someone
I always get shunned
Thanks
For putting some of your spare change in my vacant bank
I've been staring at what you wrote in complete disbelief
I'm as lonely as a shrived up leaf
However, I do have many sides just like you think
Everyone who only sees the quiet side really needs to blink
Or get better glasses
I hope that their phase passes
This poem has finished quickly
I hope you don’t find it sh*tty
This is the story of my life
I get too much love
Too much
And I’m just not built to hold it
Perhaps I was built for the low life
But sometimes I get too many punches
Too many
And I’m just not built to hold your knuckle sandwich
I’m starting to think I wasn’t made for loving you
I’m too full of hate and anger
Too full
And I’m just about to take it out on you
Because you have too much love
You’re too clingy
Too clingy
I’m not built for you to suck away my life like the leech you are
The more you latch and attach yourself to me the more you repel me
Too much death
Too much
And it has and is currently surrounding me
Along with the presence of a rock and a hard place
Too much love and too much party punch
Too much,
To ever digest
When will it end?
Or will it never?
It’s been too much
But I’m done caring about the past which has only been one extreme to another like,
One foot in a bucket of ice and another in fire
Too far on opposite sides
Too far
They do not balance out in a nice way
One extreme and the other one
Hopes and dreams too far
Too much,
Too far
Your insults are shitty
But I'm wittier. Why?
Because I belong to the comeback committee
You’ve changed your way
You were kidding before but now you mean what you say
And for reasons, I stay
I'm a willing fool
Just to be somewhat cool
In my uncool way of being uncruel
The volume on my thoughts is too loud
It's like a big obnoxious crowd
But I like it loud and I'll wear my thoughts like a stereo system, proud
You keep trying to put me in my spot
But you're not
Because I don’t have one, so you might want to change that thought
Rubbing yourself like an eraser in my face
Wont erase,
Me and my bigger, better chase
You make sure that I know that I'm annoying and gross
Maybe you need to up your none existent dose
Or have your fire put out with a fire hose
Because you aren’t doing it for my own good
You're not being a friend how a friend should
In this type of hood
I thought you knew that we have to stick together
Just like how I made your essay better
I try to give you all but you choose to wear her sweater
Trapped in my room that is myself,
Due to avoidance
Of
Feeling like and impostor in the house I live in
I know that I don’t belong
But I have nowhere else to go
I want to go home
But home is nothing more than a concept,
That I imagine in only my dreams
It’s hard to go home
When,
I haven’t discovered where home is
This is why I want to travel the world
When I'm out of school
And when I have enough money
I want to find a home
In someone's arms
Or I could find a home in my life
There is more than one way home
There are plenty of different roads
That will lead to destiny
So I'm going to keep calling everything home
Until it feels right
And only then I shall settle down
So take my bloated belly home
Because this house isn't working with the people living in it
Let's go home
Menacing eyes
Illuminated with anger
Glaring into the mirror
I dare not do what they want
For I would be breaking the law
Evil eyes pushing me onward
Giving me no mercy
They are the lit flame underneath my anxiety
Glowing just so they know that I can see them
They make me say I'm sorry repeatedly to them
As if I don’t have a right to be there
I must look forward
There isn’t anything I can do about those eyes
That tell me to do things
I don’t want to do
I no longer want to go down this soulless road
With machines that don’t have empathy
Sometimes I get lucky though
And one of the eyes starts to wink at me
Then they disappear as they take a turn
The one question I must ask is,
Why so much anger,
Towards a stranger who is trying to stay away from danger?
I must fight
Anxiety wants me to flight
I have to go against my natural instincts
I cannot blink I wish I had an understudy for my life
You can't know about my thoughts of stripping bark
My brain as sharp as a pocket knife
You are not where I want you, get back in the dark Writing to win
Losing instead
Not wanting to gamble, so far not taking the free spin
I need to stop with the lead No more of this weak space
All my poetry I should erase
My nightmare of my Achilles's heel getting wounded came true
Is this new? I should have seen it coming
I am back to owning nothing
My body is numbing
No pillow for fluffing Broken trust
You use the excuse of caring
I won't hesitate anymore when I burn bridges to dust
I understand what I'm going to have to be bearing All of the decisions after another decision
I will make with the most precision
My fear,
Is that I won't manage to get off this revolving sphere
Why must time stand still?
The longer I wait here the more it kills
Come on
Just because I’m no longer your student, are you gone?
You have to still care
Before I sent it, I told myself to beware
My hopes have shattered
Heart tattered
Why do I never learn?
I guess It’s still not my turn
When will I be saved?
My roads are never freshly paved
Don’t you dare leave me hanging
By a thread I’m already dangling
My head is a complete mess
I don’t know how I’ll ever confess
Sometimes I think that life is a game
How much can I hold in until I go insane?
What you don’t know
Just promise not to go
But I don’t trust
This is a must
Are you still here reading?
Well I’m still sitting here bleeding
If you thought I was strong
You were wrong
I used to be
But along the way I lost me
I don’t know who I am
I don’t know how to get my old self back, damn!
I used to hate writing
But now I write lots of poems while lip biting
I don’t even know if I miss my old self
My high hopes I will put back on a shelf
That way they won’t shatter
Does it even matter?
Colitis
Proctitis
Don’t be a buttcrack
And just write back
I just can’t take it anymore
I’m running for the door
I just can not
Ever since I was little I’ve been through a lot
All I do is fight
But I now have no more might
A fight that will last a lifetime
I’ve given up on the climb
A fight that I’ll never win
Complication after complication that’s all it’s ever been
I’m just really tired of it all
Just exhausted of being fate’s rag doll
I can’t keep everything in, everyday closer to exploding
Me you’ll never be able to decode
Why must time stand still?
The longer I wait here the more it kills
Number one, never make me prove you wrong in the way that I don’t need you
Number two, never make me wear a red dress with Bugs Bunny characters on it
Number three, don’t force me to conform to your idea of being a girl
Number four, don’t think that I won’t taste it, trust me, my taste buds will find a way
Number five, don’t make me rewrite something, because there’s a chance that I thought it was a masterpiece in the way that you thought that it was shit
Number six, don’t think that I am frightened
Number seven, don’t think about me, because you'll never understand, and I hope you never will
Number eight, don’t force me to do it your way, because, if I did it differently, that would obviously just be preposterous!
Number nine, don’t think that you can just stare at me like a creep, making me uncomfortable to ever wear cute summer dresses
Number ten, don’t make me feel the need to apologize for just being me!
Broken,
No one knows
No one cares
No one can see my depressed shadow
But that shadow is mine and it’s the other half of me
It is taking over
My hallow, dark inside, body makes a shadow
Please stop walking on my shadow and thinking nothing of it
You think stomping on it is funny
But you don’t realize that, that is me
I want to put a cast on my broken shadow but I can’t because it moves with me and is always behind me
You fall for the fake smiles and laughs in the front but you forget to look in the back
If anyone really did love me they would look in the back and try to control it
They would try their best to stop and conquer it
The sun only brings out my shadow more
I hate the sun
I like rainy dark days
I like the feeling but I hate it at the same time
Honey don’t listen to them all
Don’t let yourself fall
Just keep doing what you were doing
The dream of life keep on pursuing
Don’t fucking stop
Pull out of that garbage smelling parking lot
Don’t let go
Keep moving even if it is slow
I know you sweetheart, you always make it
Keep that fire inside of you lit
Don’t let it go out
Cry your heart into a drought
Come on, love pull yourself out, now more than ever
You are definitely clever
Run you clever girl
Stop believing that you aren't a pearl
Just keep on your feet
Let the future uncurl, I promise it will end up feeling complete
Don’t ever let them force you to sit
One thing about you that amazes me is that you always make it
I know that this isn't what you think, I know it all seems like a mess
But you'll make it don’t think any less
You, have no clue
How much I believe in you
You will find a reason for that pain
Sorry I won’t explain
It will be a great surprise
You have the ability to see through lies
That perfectly terrible loop
Your brain right now is, thought soup
Just another bump in the road
You can take the heavy load
I am the future yet at the same time the past
That desert of the darkness is very vast
But "the best way out is always through"
So for now just make do
Hello over there! I love writing poetry. I have a dream of becoming a writer! I hope that my poetry makes you feel like you're not in this world all alone.
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