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A gap, an abyss, my spirit amiss Restraints & controls so tight So far from your light The depths above; your fathomless love An olive branch in the mouth of a dove
I have so much hate. But it might be because I'm confused. I'm not mad at anyone, I'm mad at the world. Mad because nobody listens. Mad because people are selfish and rude.
You and I have never met But I am the child you must not forget. I am the child who whimpered in pain. I am the child who was beaten and slain. I am the child who cried at night.
I don't wanna feel this wayGod, take this pleaseIt's like a heavy black cloud has settled on meA weight on my shoulders that I just can't liftEvery decision I make feels wrongAlways second guessing
Running away from the fear of the shadow Running away from the face of death. Losing myself to the fate of the helpless Losing myself to this fate that I've met.  Keeping my way on the path that I've set. Pausing only to make sure I didn't forget 
Everyone says," Why he is like that?" What? Black or insane? Then I tell them about my pain, my suffering, and they all say the same Why would I be lying on my dead friends name? I was 8 when I first took drugs- I was in vain
 She was tiny for her age, 12 and 4'7. 13 but full of rage and despise, hatred actually, I did not enter this world a full person, torn in half a birth,lack of empathy many say. Did it feel good?
Be brave enough to walk awayAnd don't look backBe brave to say goodbyeBe brave enough to go your wayBe brave not to tell a lie.
Roses aren’t always red. Violets aren’t strictly blue. Not every glimmer’s surely gold- You’ll never really know the truth!  
She woke up at peace soon frantic to find something to occupy herself with. The peace was too still and the noise was too quiet.
I stared longingly, As she sat across from me. Now she's gone and no one seems to care I stood over there, My face red in shame. Why won't these strange feelings die in vein.
Silence came to me. The word was suddenly empty, and the dialogue numb.  I wasn’t sure whether I was in a dream or elsewhere. 
Isn't it funny how sometimes The fear doesn't come until the danger's already passed? . But then it hits you, all at once, As if to try to make up for it For letting it's guard down
My Secret Place. Well, secret in my eyes. It’s the only place I can go when I need to be alone. Alone with my thoughts, The leaves made the perfect hiding place from the sun. hiding behind the clouds. It was so quiet.
Been looking for affection at a rich man’s resurrection found plenty of gold but little introspection His friends cry crocodile and the family’s lamenting
<b>Clouds of Life</b> The clouds of doubt Clouds of stress
I'm just tired. Not the kind that sleep can cure. Tired of being let down. Tired of faking happiness. Tired of being sad. Tired of waking up and feeling like I'm worthless. Tired of trying.
I'm sitting on the tongue of a wild beast-- The red rasp stained like concrete when children scape their knees. I can't fall. I know I can't fall again, because I'm terrified to see the bones underneath--
Why haven’t you come out? It doesn’t make sense You know your parents would… probably accept you They are allies, you know that much
Miller used his Crucible as a way of representing McCarthyism in America, he did not directly give the creatures name but alluded to it by using a recurring historical theme in America
This isnt your average love poem i dont want to compare your eyes to the stars or the moon  i want to compare them to the eyes of a killer ready to strike at my weakest moment
I have never really been a person to really enjoy when it was Spring, Because I never really sat back and thought about all of the changes and the beauty that it can bring.
The best way that I can explain life is that it is like a thread, And the length of your string all depends on what you went through and the words that were said.
Beautiful ocean waters, glising bright blue As your white fomey waves dance up shore  Manny have no clue  To the hidden things that we ignore  
Why is it that our minds try to convince us that the worst is going to come true? And that even when you try to convince yourself other wise, it doesn't seem to work, no matter what you do.
Chances were set to be taken, but most people run from them. Running ends up being the reason we fail. You can't chase a shadow away with light and you can't bludgeon your heart without feeling the weight suffocate you.
Title : [Redacted] Date : 6/2/21
Here it comes again drowning me swallowing me whole   Here it comes again that wretched beast pulling me in with its sharp claws and horrible breath   Here it comes again 
I am a warrior. A warrior of blood and bone. A warrior of heart and tears. A warrior. A warrior who cries so many tears that she competes with rivers.
The kindness that draws A spirit closer to home The mindlessness, flaws That makes us our own Are all part of people Those lost and those found None reaching the steeple But all heaven bound
I never been this confused, what if my life will just turn to blue? How will I survive, if I don't know what to do.
The year I was born Was the same year Matthew Shepard was murdered The same year blood filled our televisions And anger burned our throats The year I was born was when everything changed
Do not fear the setting of the sun Do not fear when darkness comes Do not fear the howling wind For with each night, a day begins   You can shiver in your skin O’ museum of bones
These days when one googles: bigotry; One face shows up, not by hypocrisy, Not by accident. This is a darn travesty.The leader of such a wonderful countryShould not be carrying this ugly baggageOf bigotry, racism, and hate.
To live is to risk dying To depart’s to risk losing your way To laugh is to risk looking foolish To wake is to risk a new day   To accept is to risk apathy To attempt is to risk despair
I waited for you in the hallway But I did not hear your voice I waited for your call in the night But my phone did not stir I waited for your love But it would never be mine  
Friday night, first week of May, you brought me here like a child. Hungry for new experiences. A new world. Scared that that world might not accept him as he is. Nervous.That night we drank, we danced, we laughed, and we kissed…. 
I wish I’d told you how good you looked in your suit when you picked me up for Homecoming. I wish I’d told you how much I think about the time we went to the corn maze.
The canoe has a hole in it   Still we took it out so far And travelled all the coves   No one is in the houses  Only buzzards flying above us Time is owned by the trees  
I’ve come to notice On the days we scream the loudest Our pleas have no ear to fall on Yet a whisper of success can be heard for miles   I’ve come to notice that there is no such thing as wasted tears
Pussy is that how others see me a coward filled with anxiety and trepidation too fearful to exist without  gentle coddling  mewling and cowering
The day is done The sun is sinking into the bathtub Flinging toys flinging joys across the sky. The day is done
I’m happy I’m proud of who I am I believe in myself I’m a successful person Liar I’m excited for the world! I’m an exceptional musician I play with a fruitful passion Disappointment
What can be understood From a thing unknown  That only takes But never gives A certain possibility  Given only to those
Sometimes I feel as if I am transparent, my vulnerabilities and fears tattooed across my body, worry and wonder worry and wonder until my mind runs into circles of doubt, never ending, the rhythm of my heart beats in tune with this, th
It's funny. I find myself running, unable to breathe. The pain in my feet told me to keep on going, Even though my turning stomach disagreed. I felt like I swallowed the whole ocean
So here we are New world, new us It’s been a while Since we’ve fought Maybe it’s the thrill of it all Or maybe our priorities just switched But hey We’ve got time Right?  
Begging with your strong fingertips You grasped into my vacant soul For dear life Your eyes screamed for my body A stare so heavily It burnt the clothes off my body Reckless, you left my heart
The hate. It rages; burns my shackles to reality until I am no longer bound.   So I whither and shrink and hide, like an arachnid,
Disgust is in disguise. In the world's crust, it hides. But it’s all on us, we normalize. We adapt to pain to make chains. And no change.
2020 is about to end, this is the last day of the year.During the last 366 days, there has been much fear.Many people have suffered because of Covid-19.People have perished but now we have a vaccine.
For the losers who lost us. The people who loved us. The lucky people who get to meet us. This is for you.   I don't have an attitude, just a personality you can't handle love.
For the losers who lost us. The people who loved us. The lucky people who get to meet us. This is for you.   I don't have an attitude, just a personality you can't handle love.
Here you are again, wandering around the block, with that smile you use to pretend not being caught up in your thoughts. Here you are again, but now, you're being brave. Notions pervade your brain,
Close your pretty eyes, Let your mind be clear, give it many tries, until your vicinity disappears. Can you feel your sunshine soul? Can you hear your heart of gold? Can you perceive your passion for life,
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯
Facing him everyday, His eyes piercing mine, His words touching my soul, I cant talk, Fuck the world,  cause I can only see him, One day I'll tell him, How I feel, 
Longing for human comfort Life loses all meaning A yearning so strong
Alone everything pulled inside of me. Surrounds me within me. Unable.
Muscles tense, eyes shifting 'round. Throat tight, stomach full of knots.   I run faster and faster... 'Have to keep going.'   I look behind me; It's getting closer.  
it’s 3 am and i’m laying in my own bed for the first time in months. the candle beside me flickers unevenly and the hum from the ceiling fan above is deafening if i pay too much attention.
is it me, or just a comforting presenceone that wont look at you wrong, a fear of feeling i may never be more than you wanted me to bea wild feeling, one i cant escape are you a feeling, or true comfortsecurity, safety, and seamless satire who am
It’s CLEAR That Government Tactics Are Now Causing DAMAGE... !!! To Employment And Lives That Are Now COLLAPSING... !!! Due To Tactics UNWISE That Are Now Causing PANIC... !!!
It's a sharp crack in the air The grain splits down the middle A thin line that resembles ruptured cement during an earthquake emerging  A violent tremble pierces the air
I've lost my position as Queen at the throne. My king, my life, my home, all slipping away, gone. Your loss, due to the fuck shit you be on. Soon I will sit in emptiness, be isolated and alone.
No one said that this was going to be easy, but it is something that you know you have to do, And when you first embark on this journey it can be difficult because you do not have a clue.
PAPA   I felt you weeping today. As you listen to the song       that life has given you to play....   The colors of the dayHave drifted away From bright yellow, pale blue and pink. 
The pain and the fear are ghosts,  spectres,  a fabrication of reality.  In a moment they will appear and then vanish and I will be left wondering why I followed them into the dark. 
The pain and the fear are ghosts,  spectres,  a fabrication of reality.  In a moment they will appear and then vanish and I will be left wondering why I followed them into the dark. 
Ya Know I Have Been Told That My Voice RATTLES... !!! But Folks You KNOW... I AIN'T NO SNAKE... !!!! So I Think it's THOSE Who BATTLE... With Talk They... CANNOT TAKE... Who Make These Types of Comments...
i stopped praying the day they buried you with the angel i sent to protect you  
VULNERABILITY    It’s a marvelous sight  to open the curtain and give the stage to vulnerability  with her sweet rage  she's the sister of love  so free
The wars my eyes have seen The bullets emerge from your mouth as you spit and speak Don't shoot, I beg Please surrender This battle is killing me 
You were my dad that I once knew, But little do you know the pain you put me through. I've grown up and realized That your life is nothing but a thousand lies. You say that you love me more than I know
Will I Remember at the end? Crying eyes Yet I like to pretend Questions not asked That how I want it to be Die young and live fast I'm hurting, can't you see? I wear a big ol smile
Fearofflying—facing fearhe boarded the planewhich some minutes after takeoffviolently shook and then plummeted toward earth—him being sad, not over his impending death, but having just won the lottery
Isn't it so funny how we all sit there and create these different scenarios in our heads,  But most of the time they are negative ones, and they are things that we dread.
  Don't you See them? Can't you hear them? Craven things The voices that wont let you be All ways there allways watching, allways chating the voiceless words  confined  
can't sleep.   it feels like these walls are closing in on me   so i find shelter in your arms instead.   (i could stay here forever.)
your golden-brown skin is warm and inviting.   on the outside i stay cool and collected --   freezing my feelings so i'll never crack.   but on the inside,  
you pace around my mind like you don't know where you're going,   and i don't have a roadmap.   i think i'm even more lost than you are.  
honeysuckle lips   almost touching mine, but not quite   they drip below   the crook of my nose,   slide down,                     down,  
I know it's silly ... i use to fall asleep i would see your face my eyelids would fill  with bright colors and my nose would breathe in your scent and i would hold you close
My family not being proud of me My friend loosing her life over a cheater Moving to Texas to leave everything behind To be depressed, weak, and unatural Not seeing my father again 
Bulimia.   A sickness created by one's thoughts and perceptions. Something that destroys the body with every bite.   She tries to fight off the painful realizations
Hello, My name is....  you probly dont care. I mean who am I?  A girl in a crowd... I open up. and you close. My mind starts to wonder... what couldve been if i said my name?
please don't let anything bad happen tonight. please don't let anything bad happen tonight. please don't let anything bad happen tonight.
I have friends. those friends care about me. sometimes I need someone to talk to. I can talk to my friends when I need someone to listen to me. I am not merely seeking attention because of this.
Wolves howl on this silent night. Singing out anguish to the moon. Letting their fear and anger be known. Raising their voices, letting their pain be known.
Locked myself in the bathroom I Could feel your arms on me Your tears on my cheek Screaming please don't leave But that was in my dreams But in real
I feel dead inside  When will the crippling fear end? Am I a lost cause? Could I have changed the course? I could have told them I let them believe the lie If only they knew 
All Of Me   I go to check if my heart is still there It’s not, you stole it And all I can feel is blood filling up the empty space  
The sky is a green stagnant swamp. The marching thunder approaches, More rapidly with every peal. Dawns light tries to infiltrate, But it is muted by the oppression , Of the vault of steel clad clouds.
Last night the breeze sang a lullaby. This dawn it screamed in howls. The distant rumbling approaches, Unlike the peaceful quiet of last night. The wind is lifting swirls of leaves.
Days are long and quiet, I am neither here nor there, And no matter where I'm hiding, I'm pinned beneath his stare.   He watches when I'm sleeping, Perfectly aware That when I wake up screaming
The waves flooding back easily yellow ball of energy traveling& transforming from yin to yang A calm ocean so delightful animals dancing in their praise from fin  to fang
“Take me,” She said. So I took her away. I went inside, but not like they went inside. See, I didn’t make her suffer when I felt her flesh. They took away my innocence while I confirmed hers. You call me “girl” and call me “crazy”
I am a wimp, I know it's true. I'm more afraid of bugs than you. There are many things I'd rather do Than go near a bug and kill it too. I'd rather step in fresh dog poo.
Walking down the streets of my city Fearing for my life  Fearing that I might not live until tomorrow  Fearing that I won’t be able to succeed in life
Like the sound of distant coughing the masks of people’s courage fail and we flail in amongst our daydreaming fears the tears of beast we don’t normally acknowledge 
wind rattling weightless backyard furniture  wings buzzing near the pane scampering lizard up the wall scorpion families opening pincers into spring  even as I type the word scorpion I wish a
Fearing death is like fearing a sneeze After it’s over, people will turn their heads Some will say bless you Even those who never knew you
The town’s once busy streets Are filled with silent ghosts The loud squeals of children playing Are replaced with lost hopes   So many cry in fear of death The thought of losing their one last breath
I begged you for forgiveness But you sat on your throne a laughed I know you gave me my time with him like I asked you too You gave me his love so you could watch me As you took it all away from me forever
i thought i would feel peace but all i feel is chaos slipping deeper into the black falling from anyone’s grasp as the seconds continue to pass
i thought they would come and go  but dark thoughts have come to stay  the light has become dimmer and the faint glow continues to be overpowered 
were those promises ever true i am no longer sure this emptiness has remained in me for too long your words do not bring me comfort anymore
What, shall I fear the veiled unknown? To die and pass the mortal shroud They say ascencion through the cloud Will whisk me to the Gloried Throne, But what awaits? No tongue has told
Fear twists itself around me: legs wrapped over my waist and its arms restraining mine We stumble to the precipice teetering towards the empty expanse of the Dreamscape
How beautiful you are So deep in your despair Lying, sleeping on the couch The curls in your dark hair   How soft your face appears When you're lost within your dreams
How long will it take me just to get rid of anxiety My shaky hands can show you i'm not used to the formality But as I find myself growing more out of my comfort zone I think I finally found a way to call it a normality
I released you, my beautiful and passionate  anxiety. I release you. You were my beloved and hated twin, but now, I don’t know you as separate from myself. I release you with all the
You cast the shadow. I tend to hide behind it. We are an eclipse.
Depression isn’t gentle She doesn’t knock when she enters the room Or text you before she comes over Instead she kicks down the door and takes what is hers She does not need your opinion
Depression grips my wrist like a child in a storm Holding me a hostage, in my head and in my dorm Filling me with sadness that cannot be explained Like my head is full of cannon balls and my ankles all but chained.
My drive...what ignites the part of me to be the best me My fear of  disappointment… I wouldn't wanna spread it to anyone else, Like a disease.
The colors within your gaze slay my yearning soul Crawl into the crevices between my agony and desire Inspire hope. Love. Fear Have I created you in my mind? Surely nothing so divine is tangible
A picture with no shadows in itHas all too much to hide.Pompous, plushy, prickly colorsWherein no truth resides.  
i descend in my seat, waiting for the lesson to begin looking around, all I see is desert a desert so dry and empty yet so full of people i may never see again 
There are rythms that echo through  my rib cage, each bone curving as your a note gets cut off.  It is hard to hear, when  other heartbeats play loudly like a siren   Its okay to love another, but
Who will I be when the world claims me as its own, Anxiety of future life fills the void I fail to feel,
Raging sea, inside of me. Inside my mind I'll forever be. Anger turns to madness. Joy turns to sadness. I crumble and fall. I grasp and I claw; and yet, still I lose it all. I beg and I crawl. Please take this pain away, I plead.
 Sometimes the soulRises up. Dances in the sky.  SometimesIt liesDefeated on the ground. •Somtimes theWind gently blowsThrough the fieldsOf corn.  Sometimes it turnsTo cold and wet Leaving all the earthCompletely shorn. •Sometimes the nightIs stil
Plant a kiss On whoever’s forehead you can Without awakening The more goodbyes the better, But too many  On those who care too much
Dear Father, You were there for my birth At least I think you were But that’s about it  You saw me growing up But I would rarely see you 
You're like smoke. - Shapeless, or just too many shapes to settle on anything real, anything solid. - If I make myself look, I can see you- a looming, dark, mass always present in the corner of my thoughts -
Death came to them and said "Look at me children" And they refused to look So they were reaped with the harvest   Death came to them and said "Look at me children" And they looked upon him
They expect me to stand here in silence to find worth in how they deprived me of who I truly was .
Always chasing you till you're beat.  Doesn't discriminate, just defeats.  It is always there hoping you hide,  But now is not the time to be shy.  Take the fear and pass it on. 
MY JANUARY RESPONSE Thu, 01/02/20 - 4:23 PM by Debi Lyn   It feels like forever; I sure hope things are better.
There was a time when I was trapped by fears No day went by I didn't shed tears Haunted by these worries, counting every scar and ache It seemed every moment I could feel my heart break
Are You AFRAID of What You See When You look At Me ... ? Well Can't You See That This Is How Most Racists Be ... ? If You're AFRAID ... Because I'm Tall And Black ... Why Be Like That I'm Just A Man ... ?!?
Anna was walking late one night, Hunting for some food to bite But she fell down a simple flight Of stairs that truly were a sight   They found Anna the following day,
Fire starts with “F” because it makes us feel uncomfortable.   It makes fathers faint and mothers flee from their homes.   It causes fear to purge from one place to the next.  
I was a kid with fear residing inside me, My biggest fear was my grandma. Mostly children love their grandma, But I hated her & was afraid of her, And my biggest worry was to face her.
...I wasn’t always like this you know, there was a time when I saw beauty in life, electricity in the magnificent mechanics of life,
Traumatized Shaking, Crying not leaving home because the nightmares keep following you Keys in your fist Pepper Spray in the other
Attachment is too risky Attachment is a universal sign of something that can be broken Whether it be from love, hardship, differences 
i’m supposed to be doing homework,  but how can i focus on vectors when i’m picturing you on the edge, fire out of your control and closing in?   will i be enough for you
Sweet treachery on a night of drought, And no, I did not see the billow coming. I held no thirst or thoughts about The sounds of soft waves drumming.
Memories created are stored in the colors of sky and sea, grass and kitchen counter. Feelings of music and pain are stored in the apple-scented air and sweet breeze of the place I used to be.
It Seems That FEAR Is groWING Here ... !!! Because Some People Have Shed TEARS ... !!! TEARS Because A Loved One's GONE .........................................
I have a fear of the unknown.  The idea of space frightens me, an endless void where what happens to me does not matter. I am afraid of meaning nothing. My room is full of stars,
Walking up a concrete hill on the way home from school.  The sun beams against my back.  Creating a shadow darker than my caramel skin. 
My fears fall upon me like Shadows on the ground, And the shadows slither Towards me. Staring at me With their many Many eyes. I cower, But I don't back down. They whisper to me
Behind closed doors she hides herself and what she has become,  the cuts, the bruises,  the angry words said - that should never be undone. But luckily she lives and so forgives "Him" 
I reached for you. and in the darkness, I was unaware that you, were the monster I feared. Now, I do not fear monsters. I fear ignorance.
I give everything I can (in fear that you'll leave) my time my home my patience and don't expect to receive   I can't lose another best friend (because I lost more) my love my trust my faith
the taste on my tongue of bitter words that could leave you stung   the fire in my heart of frustrated feelings that would lead me to fall apart   the thoughts in my head
“Who goes there?“ Said I into the black. No reply, except the echo back, Except the echo that, Bounced through the walls Of the cluttered hall, Giving way to pause, as my heart stalls.
Do not let your fears and insecurities reign over you.
The advice from Mímir was surrounding, supportive, consuming and debilitating. The feeling of a sentence derived from admiration.   With the seeds of ideas planted,
I’ve considered putting my hair Into a ponytail when I’m sleeping Because my hair not soft against my Cheek and gets in my eyes and is Hot. I’ve also considered getting Another better-paying job. Both
I have a hostageBack away, do what I sayOr come clean up a bloody stageThis ain’t no animeThis here is a 12 gaugeIt ain’t blasphemeIt’s reality without a backstageI am here, with myself
I can feel it ever slipping away, Diluting into the abyssal dark. I only feel all that is not okay As everything dons a new shrouding mark.
     barely a woman at all, at 14 i began a search for love. to prove to myself that  i could be loved. i began a search for a feeling. to feel anything.
Everyone always tells me I have a way with words.Yes, my pen scribbles almost uncontrollably, when I picture you, and how I like to describe who you are, and how much an acquaintence could possibly mean to me.
When the heart is unaware Of the hurting whimpers of despair The nasty wails don't come out loud But manage to get suppressed in a shroud  
The boogeyman is real just not quite in the way we think he is not a behemoth of green flesh no, the boogeyman wears blue. He does not linger underneath her your bed he roams in the open world
I hope tomorrow never comes. Tonight to last forever.   If we wake to the sun, rays on our face, it's too late. I'll know  theres no time to leave this place.   Morose feeling inside.
middle school is really hard you know it's an obsatcle of things  don't you know  you think you know stuff but to be honest you don't  it's not what you thought it be it's the exact opposite of things
1. 2. 3. 1. 2. 3. pause BEat drones like a belle where does the noise aller? interruption With pleurs
Mystery my dear That's all you may see Some see a challenging view Some see a hurting soul Who were you? Who will you be?  
Dedicated to all victims of bullying, which include girls & boys of all ages, sizes, and backgrounds.  (That includes me too.)  "You can beat a bully without using your fists!"
Why is the world so judgmental? Like people, Hungry animals choose their prey By looking for the weak or wounded They pursue them—
Sweet sage. Tears. Hands clinched around another's as we sink, slipping below the original position. The land shifts like dreams. Massive. Mother loves and cries of her blessings eternally. Cycle Synechis.  
A spirit light, a heart unbound A place to stand, safe from thunderclouds A mind at rest, a heart at peace Where home is warm, and meant to be   A harbor strong amidst the rain
You told me that your name was Maria, And that you came From the Netherlands, But you looked more like a Latina, With flowing dark hair, maybe a natural tan,   I was in love, So much in love,
-spend every moment doing meaningless things just to make time pass by faster. -take a hot bath as to finally feel something warm.
I came downstairs crying one night When I was a little girl Because I was scared That someone I love would die, Would get sick and die,
Is that my heart in your pocket or are you just happy to hurt me?   What’s a masterpiece like you doing with a disaster like me?   Hey, you see my friend over there? He wants to know if you think I’m stable?
The world is dry and I wish to find an oasis, I am delirious with thirst and the scorpion's poison looks like lemonade I am trying not to turn to toxin but the things I feel are tragic I wish to have no part in them
Why do you shun the gentleness in me? Is such affection scarred within you; is it a reminder of pain? I am not your pain. Will you not let me love you?
I am crawling and falling and calling I need you to hear me, come near me, don’t fear me while you flee, watch me bleed, please don’t leave cause I’m flying and I’m crying, but I’m dying
My mind is a battlefield It has trouble distinguishing danger from safety It makes rain on a tin roof sound like gun fire Makes fireworks on the Fourth of July into an air raid
How my brain responds to “I love you”:  
Your fingers slowly push on my shoulder, And lower back, Quietly pulling me closer to you. Until our hearts are pressed together, Beating as one.
Living with anxiety is like living in an invisible box. It has 7 walls, one for every day of the week and a glass ceiling to remind you that you’ll never escape. The box’s name is fear.
What if I could live in a world in which I never fell for you? What if I never fell for you? What if I never fall again? Never feel the scrape of my knees hitting earth again.
Christ within, Christ without. To the heavens I scream and shout. Inside my head I should find no doubt. But inside a bed, there it lay. Forever it wish to stay. My heart, it hopes to sway. To bring about my own dismay.
Just one more  I promise that’s it  Just one more  Then I promise I’ll quit.   Those lies you spoke  for so many years  An ocean of needles  and too many beers.  
By the time you read this I’ll be alive, but I suppose that won’t always be the case. Death is as inescapable as tuna casserole at least once a season or as unavoidable as smiling when you see that person, at least just a little.
They told me, all my young life:        Time heals all wounds -- and I assumed that they were right. But what, I wonder, heals the wounds that Time inflicts?  
Looking up I will see the Archer high above me his bow pointing at me his star eyes staring coldly fear it surrounds me   as I flee knees collapsing
  Sparkling eyes and tender flesh are shielded from the world in a tight hug. A photograph captures my father’s love.
Pinch Fears make you pinch Your eyes And The corners Of your mouth   Fears are weird And
you were joy, broken joy, shreds of it scattered. and between your lines lie chasms, dark, endless, hopeless.   but you masked your chasms by wringing out sunshine. and thus,
Stillit sits there, bones and all, grounded in the monotonous planecolor unyieldingPoised to begin, possessing the knowledge of the end. 
Days grow longer, nights colder; Everything seems to change. Yet, there’s still me- I’m unchanging. Same face, same clothes, same friends, same creation.
Days grow longer, nights colder; Everything seems to change. Yet, there’s still me- I’m unchanging. Same face, same clothes, same friends, same creation.
Raising the sword of vengeance the bringer of death waves truth in your face, Beads of sweat, torments of yesterday with possibilities of a crime without a trace,
In a narrow crevice  where echoes the hunting hawk's screech, a cougar asks a bear to explain
***Trigger Warning***   “Boys will be boys” “Let bygones be bygones” “Forget about it” “Get over it.”
I'm afraid to feel nothing I am happy to feel tired If that is the one thing I am Then I am tired Say it as my first name As my title I embrace the fatigue I do not want to be empty
A broken window, Stands out in a parade out gold, Glass shining, shimmering. The ghost of the past, Still haunts me, Night terrors grab me. My lungs breathe in desire, And they release regret,
the mutterings the mutterings the  hush  no oh but I can not hold they swell and they mingle with words not my own   is this the fate? seeking and penning and pining?
Crack, boom, pop The news ricochets around the room like a bullet It explodes in our ears Crack, boom, pop Right near the playground The report says
When I was younger I could not wait to grow up I would see all these people and admire their glow up Little did I know that it was all trap Because just when I hit 18 there was no going back
“Hello old friend”   I say with a grin on my face As I stare away blankly towards space.   It’s been a while since we first met.
There’s something in the water  Just below the surface  Every time I look away it glimmers.  A gentle splash  Lapping of water on the hull of my leaky boat.
a few days agoi wanted to sit down and write about how unappreciated you werenot that i changed my mind, noi still believe thatbut todaytodayi'm hurti'm hurt that
It was a foolish mistake to think that I could escape from you.Even if I wanted to,You seemed to lurk in the shadows.In the dark I could hear your laughter;Knowingly mocking my vulnerability.
Uncertainty is an illusion. And what do I do When I am uncertain of you.  
Who put the baby in the drivers seat Beause I promise you I´m like 12 Why are you putting these keys in my hand Ok I guess this is happnening I used to have a car seat It was blue AND pink with little flowers
welcome friend, it's dark down here. for most, it's much too grim the table's set with plates half empty the cups spill o'er their rims  I'm sorry I closed off
a generic ringtone, a sound foreign to this 2am hour a beat as we freeze, glancing down, and then up "hello?" a motion towards the bottle clink, pour, swallow "things aren't looking too good" a pause
Grey skies overhead. Blue seas below, waving. Green trees, hoping for a chance to start anew. Red fire giving trees a chance. Grey skies put the fire out, the sea ceases its spread, the trees start anew.
Im sorry I grew up mom I’m sorry I’m not your little girl anymore..But no matter how many times you try to deny that it’s me and I need to change Frankly you have no say in this matter....
Sometimes we run. Just run. And run.    Sometimes not fast enough to escape our problems.   But sometimes we run  so fast we forget to  slow down  and enjoy our gift.
I am like a hand grenade. Come one step too close and I pull the tab. I don't trust anyone to keep me safe. I'd much rather be the one to destroy myself.  
I'm obsessed,Obsessed with death.  I love to picture my own end. Will it be by my own hands?An enemy's? Will I be a hero? Or will I grow old?   I'm obsessed,
"We are all afraid", what a cliche. I'm not scared, the world molds me, I'm its clay.
I live with evil creatures in my soul, I have to fight to keep control. They yell and scream to be let out, And then they punish me after every bout.
The sound comes from down the hall It draws nearer as you fill with dread   They reach the classroom   Shots fire through the room
It's been years now but, the words still hurt like it was yesterday.  I am grown now but, why do I still feel this childish hurt everday. I say im happy but, I still find myself in the back of the room or comfortable only in the shadows.
Breathe in.                     Breathe out. Showtime!
Through the sky Death shall rise, On rotten wings will he fly. With the stench of torture on his clothes, He sends Fear into all his foes.
No one else can see them, the different hues and vibrant shades.My minds own ROY G BIV.When I close my eyes I see them all the time;Deep, candied red of the French roses;Soft, afterglow orange of the fairie lights;
We all claim to need closure. And yes, it is quite a wonderful thing to have. To know the exact science of, why, how, who, and when. But sometimes that doesn't happen.  
When I was twelve I asked my mother if I could go bungee jumping. She said NO. But she let me go paragliding. I took the chance.  
She told me with a red face. Our silent rage crackled around us like lightning in the rumble before the rain. I heard her whisper- through her teeth,
My therapist said that I might have PTSD;that the sight of any bug in my bed may send   me into hysterics. She says that I’m scythingtoo much skin off around my ankles, and my    
The reason why we fear is we believe everything is real. Fear thrives off of secrecy and hiding, thats real.And emotions such as shame and guilt are used to confide in, thats real.
  in my head   something was not right   it took time to realize    but i finally changed my life around    in my head    pain and fear swirled about 
The shocking electric pulse, Flowing through my veins. I’m charged and strong, Ready to fly, Through the driving rains. I drop a single bolt,
One day you're home, and then another you are left all alone.  Abandoned, gone, and lost.  Looking around like theres been a holocaust.  People say life is black and white-
Growing up, We wanted to make our family proud. Our teachers thrilled. Our peers happy. But growing up, We always made our family shake their head in disappointment, Our teachers in disapprovement,
how do you tell someone something so crazy that you cant see the light at the end of the tunnel that youre an angel thats  just been begging to go home how do you tell someone something so personal
thanks to society she learned to hate her body "youre skinny" you must be anorexic  oh youre not okay heres an extra burger you need it honey your hairs not perfect   you must not care what you look like
She wonders why she feels this way; Living in the shadows of her pain. Why do they ignore her daily? Is this a sign her efforts are failing? Surely someone has answers for her;
Stormy weather comes with the lighting that flashes, but never strikes The thunder that cracks, but inevitably fades The wind that pushes, and almost wins The rain that drenches, and weighs her down slightly
Cant you hear it?there is musicfrom behind the walls.whimsical windits callingbegginglisten listen listen
At the age of 4, I began new adventures; A hedgehog, a vampire, no, a gamer starting to venture. I was new and inexperienced, I just didn’t understand, Like Kindergarten and field trips, I was entering a new land.
Let me tell you of the week I grew up. No, not physically but mentally and emotionally. The physical age does not matter; what matters is that the week before I loved candy.
Fear is a looming gray Looks like a rainy day where the sun won’t come out Smells like the stink of sulfur Tastes like bitter acid
Will you still be here, when my fingers fall to pieces? Broken glass beneath my toes, a reminder of my own fate. Will you still listen, when the words mean nothing?
Focus Misdirected                                  They won’t like me they don’t care  they look upon my person  and see nothing  as if I am not there.    The fear of rejection
I would push myself everyday To walk the streets abandoned by my mother Wrap my words with her lies And sell them as truth She would lend me her voice to call out my demons   
Every thread, stitched by my hand, can unravel, I think Every step carries potential falls I’ve draped myself in the guise of a fan-favorite Covered my face with unnatural colors
Dear Fear, I know this won't reach you but I'm writing this letter as a means to an end   Once upon a time I loved you dearly
With words that burn and bite and sting, they creep up on your mind and ring until you no longer sleep at night.   There are sounds and smells that remind you of days passed,
I stare into a face that frightens me more than ever,How can I stand and say i’m not afraid ? I see the eyes and i’m sure I know better, Than to cross paths with this 8-legger.Why oh why, do spiders frighten me ? Is it because I imagine them crawl
Some times I think down of myself Such as not earning something I worked hard for Or being denied a spot during the first picks Maybe its a fear of rejection  
I was terrified of failure inadequacy imperfection   The worst when I worked incredibly hard What a waste of time to fall just short of success  
Rows upon rows of tennis shoes jumped and played around, sweet voices and laughter filled the air. Eyeballs were everywhere, observing, absorbing, deducing, condemning.
Out of the corner of my brainI see it marching in.The dictator over all million little things:Fear.    When fear arrives, the million little things wandering in my mindgo into hiding.They try to surrender.They take their own lives.They are shot do
At any given moment, I just might break Fall to my knees, head in my hands kind of just might break Fear in my eyes, regret on my mind kind of just might break Why am I alive, how did I survive kind of just might break
To be a kid again, life was simpler then, With carefree afternoons and evenings That left you in bed content with Pleasant dreams and memories.  
Soaring through the air, heart pounding and beads of sweat flying from my forehead, the screaming line above my head, the air throwing my hair  and rushing through my clothes,
You were there at my arrival. You were there as I sprout. Now it’s all a blur, in my rejected state of mind.   You shun me away, when I wanted to play. You shun me away, when I just wanted you to stay.
Robbed of a sweet childhood, you stole my innocence. I wanted to save you and you punished me for loving you. I wanted to take your pain away, you wanted to intensify my heartache.  
A nigh of mischief, an adventure, a nightmare.   Speed up! No. I'll crash, I'll fall, the world will spin   But the night is young.   Under the full moon
It struck me with the fury of one thousand lightning bolts. Although the cool ocean invited me, instead I chose to hit the concrete.   I felt the light of my being go out.
Step after step, we approach the hospital A summer of hot, humid Air Astonishment fills, and we realize how little of the human condition we know of or care.   India, the country of which we treck
It seems like you are trapped, do not know what path to take. You see the high mountain ahead, which will lead to your destiny.
Sometimes I wonder If others think the way I do.   It’s different in my mind. Harder to imagine people and lives.   Everyone seems so far away.
he's a liar. fear whispers in your ear, looks over your shoulder, places his cold hands around your neck.   "you can't possibly do it," he says. "thinkthinkthink
Change is what scares me the most. But being afraid of something that is constant, Worrying over the what-ifs, and the “what’s next?” Will only create a scarier effect. So I travelled exactly 7,403 miles from home.
You threatened me with good times, I am a flower, I opened my petals and let you in. You picked me from a garden and discarded me when the smell wore off, When I began to wilt I was no longer your muse,
4 years agoI found something I didn’t know.It would change my life,Wasn’t sure it was right,Probably explains why I cried,Felt like I didn’t have a soul. It took seventeen yearsAnd seventeen years of fearBut in the mirror of my integrity,There wer
Thump. Thump. I stand in complete darkness Thump. Thump. Waiting for the curtains to creep open.   Thump. Thump. Knees Shaking Thump. Thump. Heart pounding Thump Thump
No it’s not “Ha-mong” it’s “Hmong” The “H” is silent so get it right We don’t come from China or say ching chong So don’t make assumptions on where we’re from, get out of my sight
I. Depression  I'm tired of this regression All of this damn stressin' People, they get this impression They say its near aggression Don't understand this obsession With things like secression
It’s scales up the spine Looking for a place, a new To inhabit  Some get lucky and through it  Before it eats them Others do not It consumes them whole Eating away 
Anxiety. It’s always been there, Lurking in the depths. Have I learned how to rid it? Not yet. But as a person who has beliefs of what there is above, I have put my fears to faith
Fear.   She envelopes us like a cold day without a jacket. Shivering like bare shoulders, chills climbing in the crooks of collapsing collarbones. "I am afraid," the voice taunts, always behind us always there.
How hard is it to breathe? When your mind is not at ease? In a sense you think you're fine, try to hold it in inside. You affirm yourself, "I got this". But you're not the kind who's reckless.
Fear tells you to stand where you are. Don't move. What if I want to get somewhere? Well you have to take a step out there.
One day, you’ll be gone and I won’t know what to do with my life after you are. The sad thing is you won’t leave earth you’ll just go really far.
Fear is a tool unlike any other, Dangerous and lively like fire, A double-edged sword, a friend and a foe; Mysterious and fearsome to think about, to feel, The thoughts entrancing the mind, able to eradicate
My greatest fear is to be brave, and yet I am just that every day.   I fear to be brave, to do what others tell me not. to seek a simple solution to flee this spot, this in-between
  We have our thoughts and the noises of the world No one speaks no one says We think and we sit thinking of our fears We think and we think, make one go insane
I was hanging on by a thread, Fear grasped on to me I hyperventilated, thinking of it made me sweat. I was never strong enough, Bold enough, Courageous enough, To leave the cage I was bound to.
If I could spell fear then I wouldn't, Given the chance, I'd scream it in its face, You would begin to stutter but you shouldn't, Fear was designed to put you in your place,
Fear,  There’s plenty of it, it fills us all Paralyzes us, keeps cautious, wanting to avoid the fall Something we can’t outgrow or out run When it’s there we wish it were done Thought of the past plants it, thought of the future grows it Can’t bru
Looking in, at the only thing This is the deepest region. Eyes fixed, on not a nothing. This is the end of reason.      
I have been, forced to marry - still a child, seen as property, sold for wealth
The wind blows solemnly through my bones The crows no longer sing their songs It feels like a blizzard in my mind My psyche being eaten away by frost bite.    I’m losing my mind
if i'm not pretending to be somebody else, then who am i? i fear that question. singing a song i don't really know the words to; writing down the words i somehow can't understand.
if i'm not pretending to be somebody else, then who am i? i fear that question. singing a song i don't really know the words to; writing down the words i somehow can't understand.
Can I tell you something?  It's quite important  But I mean no alarm so, actually I'll say it's not We haven't talked in a while It's time I tell you this thing Oh you're kind of busy?
As I sit in the chair waiting for my match  A butterfly flies around my stomach Fear comes I keep thinking what if I lose, what if I don't play well, what if I trained poorly?
i'm afraid.   it's a feeling i can't escape from — nothing i can turn a blind eye to, skip over, forget.  
As I think and reflect on what my life was, I'm glad I overcame all that this life does. This life we live is but a dance, Dodging grief and unsteadiness with our bare hands.
Like a mystic, he lifted me by my flexing throat And read my blood for signs of death. Morse code against my neck told how I was to die. I saw the slides with slivers of my spirit.
For the longest time,  I let it encapsulate me.    Fear gripped me with its  frozen, harsh, ugly hands.  They were unrelenting.   I would tell you a story  of suffering  of  pain 
On my bedside table lies a small wooden box.  To a visitor, it seems insignificant  perhaps an elementary school art project.  However, to me, it serves as a powerful reminder.   
Through many years I’ve tried to succeed Fear has always been hot on my tail I could smell the rot on its breath from miles away and at times that smell was the only thing that kept me going 
The heart plays the drums as the metal bird runs, Up, up up they soar. Down below metal ants roam freely upon the ground. Heart beat in my ears as if it wanted free. Only one hour, only one and no more.
The cursor tsks at me with every flash Impatient for the first mistake Sneering “I told you so” Before I have typed a single T   How can I encapsulate every fear, doubt, anxiety
There is race of little monsters, Their numbers are countless, And they live everywhere.   They cannot be seen. They have no smell. They have no discernable form.  
A Year Alone I chose to go, to somewhere that was quite unknown.   A Year Alone; A long plane flight. I cried myself to sleep that night.   A Year Alone, Strange Family.
I stood firm on the sands of time. Mind fresh, troubles having no rhyme. What did I have back then to lose? A new stage of life to bemuse. I speak of my first days of school. proceeding I knew not one rule.
I’m afraid to fail Fight to feel success Being measured on a scale To determine who's the best   Choking under the pressure
How many nights will I spend here Alone With tears running down my cheeks Facing a darkness that surrounds the light in my heart Waiting to be free.   For how long will I continue to hide my emotions
Standing, Front of the room, All eyes on you, As your sweat pours through your shirt, Shivering under the searing lights,
Being afraid does not make you weak, But being afraid will alway keep you on your toes, Being afraid isn’t a bad thing, Being afraid can make you weary,
As a child I never found poetry worthwhile  the teacher would spin a web  that I could never understand in my head    It was never easy to write things that weren't cheesy 
Taking the plunge without knowing What was waiting  When this love was done growing. It was my first time dating, And I had no idea how good it would be.
I am supposed to be Anne Frank But I just feel like myself, pretending I did not think that I would have been able to feel all of these eyes on me when I signed up for this.
Why, as children are we afraid of some darkness? Just the still black air, and yet, we all hate the crushing stillness and the possibility  that there could be something
All my life, fear has controlled me. The fear of not being successful, not being good enough, and disappointing the ones we love most.
There are so many things I want to say So many thoughts that never get the light of day After all these years it starts to eat away WHY DIDN'T I SAY IT WHY DID I DO THAT
As I think, it rushes in— A river, a torrent, a waterfall Threatening life or limb Or peace. Thoughts come swirling, pounding, In my head Never resting—unrelenting. Voices rush, a flood,
i didn't quite understand until judas knocked at my door, and held my hands in his. "I forgive you," he told me "now forgive yourself."   
Fear is my closest friend She knows me better than I know myself She is loving and she is kind and she keeps what's best for me in mind as she guides me through this tumultous life
They watch me Like predators hunting prey They approach me In an intimidating way They scare me With the meaningless words that they say.
Who am I without being afraid? Am I Me If I am not constantly shaking and worrying For hours? I built this persona
Potential. There is an anxiety that is associated with this word. This ear piercing, nauseating, word that is so gently tossed around. As soon as this word leaves lips I forget faces and panic sets in.
I fear that the choices I’ve made are wrong Thus I should relax and just sing a song. I fear the rawness of the real world But I mustn’t be so torn.
Black and White  
Strong enough to destroy you. Powerful enough to prevail you.
What’s wrong with me? It’s not that big of a deal People interact with strangers daily Just make a joke and smile It works almost all the time
Roses are red Violets are blue I need this scholarship So I don't have debt like you
As I wake up everyday, I know I'm just going with the flow No one is there I listen and I take it I try to fight back But my fist goes through a dark mist of air  People call it crazy
The only thing we have to fear Is fear itself and it’s now here My fear was great But as of late I have conquered it.   I was afraid of public speaking But now I can stand in front of a crowd
It always hurts me. caring about others is considered kind. But pursuing love is like trudging my heart through a lee.
The thorns laying on your way, The monsters that are hiding in the bushes, But it’s all up to you To conquer them Whether they are easy, Or difficult, And it’s all up to your thoughts.  
I'm still afraid to make a move That others may not approve. I'm still afraid to be myself As I'm not like everybody else.   I'm still afraid to reveal my heart Because I can't let things fall apart.
Fearing a transparent man-made tool of vanity A tool who hides nothing This tool shows you who you truly are Some may say that you are more than your reflection
It's the same thing everytime. A presentation is assigned.   Names starting with "A" are the worst. I know I will be called on first.   And sure enough, without a doubt,
From the time you are born to the moment you die, You’re stuck inside of your body, And the mere thought of that used to make me cry. Why do I look like this? Oh God, I hate myself,
Lying, leaning, laying on. Under grass, on you, and to you too, You lay still, as if the lungs in your chest would burst if you drew a single breath. Maybe they might. Black Feeble Lungs,
Progress report has arrived I may not make it out alive Mailman came too late My dad's anger bout to escalate Sitting here in fear Man I need a beer Still underaged
  Even if I'm not happy, Jesus will still be here. God will still hold my hand when I'm filled with fear. They still think I'm beautiful when I think I'm ugly.
Colors of Fear   I eye the ground before me Knowing that the stepping stones that will bring me to my fate lie beneath the floor boards of the stage   A cloud of smoke appears only when I close my eyes
The bottom of the ocean. Not viewable to anyone. 95 percent unknown. Yet, many people do not fear it. I am not one of those people. Yet, my senior project was to swim one mile.
They say to not care what they say They say to not care about what they think They say it's okay to stand out But what they don't understand  Is it is exactly they
Fear can cause rapid beating, But to give up trying And end up screaming. It will all be consuming.   I cover my ears and run.
I couldn’t ever skydive Don’t tell me I will say I can do it and I am not afraid Then my mind tells me I am too scared to face my fears
My feet pitter pattered as I walked towards the stage. My hands are starting to become clammy. I wonder, should I walk back or engage?
By daypowered and unafraid,By nighttired and afraid. Tired of all the lonesomenessAfraid of accepting love...Who am I to rejectwhat has been set in motion from those above?
I feel like I'm drowning Retreating into my mind My brain hurts My legs numb My arms heavy and palms sweaty Body throbbing and tears streaming I lay, crying And sobbing And scratching
Fear is like the ocean.   It encloses us,   Yet it frees us.   It can carry us to new places,  
Fear welling up inside.He loved me. He lied.My heart wretchedly aches,But he is just fine.  
                      When I look at that face there is nothing in. This world more clear then what I see, this is someone who’s achieved nothing. A being so afraid to change it does nothing but stare.The embodiment of sadness and anxiety.
Fear can be a paralyzing thing.It keeps us from taking risks,from putting ourselves out there,from making ourselves completely vulnerable.
It was always clean.  The smell of sanitizer suffocating the air. When I see her, she is constantly smiling in that taunting "I am better than you" way I wait and wait and wait.
Waxy lips, Purple ‘n thick Rear view, A devious kick Sing-song giggles, A soft purse Stomach churning, A biological curse   “How do I look baby?” “Pretty mom,” I say
I told another lie today I pretended I was well Covered the bruises, hoped they'd fade Because you told me not to tell.   Though I whispered, "please stay" I want it to be over,
Who are you? What will you be? I don't know. I'm only 17. So many questions about life ideals. What makes you think I know what I am going to be? I've been confined to an area span
All beings All surviving All with a desire to live Take a hold of life by the reins  And watch it all change Realize that the ability to just be is not the ability to be living
Who taught us to only try when we are sure we will succeed? He is a blackened soul, who would rather watch war than bleed.   From a world with constant success but afraid to break the glass;
I felt my eyes, like lead, like coals. Not to be dead, or cold. Not yet. Not yet. But soon. They say it's a boon, But it's really a typhoon. I don't know if I can take this monsoon!
Numbers, express, fractions, percents the fear with my hands being sweaty. Teacher asks, " Deloria what is the answer"? Of course, I freeze all I can think is zero.
I do not live as high as Prince charming. Coming over hardship as i once was is not easy. Having love is harming. Overcome this terror i focused on studies and became busy. Having peace in a house is scary.
For years I have always feared my past The one man who shaped who am  Today for I am someone who will last And stay strong I have never thought about ever moving on I was disappointed with who I came from
When I see xy+5 = y I see college algebra I know it's easy But my head spins round and round I feel like I'll pass out and probably die   From graphs to quadratics 
Fear is love. It follows you everywhere, Growing massive. Having to let go of fear. That ambitious task.   Your addiction to love is fear, Our connection together is fear,
When I was younger, the possibilities were endless. My dreams were all in reach, but now I forget this. A feeling of freedom I no longer remember,
get out... get OUT... get out of your head... Don't be so awkward... Socialize...   I stand in the corner of the room holding a cold cup.    One foot forward, then back.
Fear I know it,oh how I know it. He keeps me up at night,I never rest not one bit. I feel it in my brain All rationality goes down the drain I’m tired  OCD is a monster,he will not leave me alone 
It is not that deep It will cool you off It makes my hard shell become soft The dangers of the big blue The one that cleanse you
The stage. The lights. The silence. They waited as I stepped up and parted my lips. My heart racing, my hands trembling.   The stage, though familiar felt unnatural
There it is again That tingling feeling again Its a quarter to three am    I go numb again  Can't move again  Lost feeling in my hands    I'm alone again 
Cold wet toes hug the sandpaper edge
They said she would stay, that she wouldn't feel a thing, it would be quiet and still, our goodbye's wouldn't matter because she'd never know, that they were said,
You asked me to write for you, So I wrote of a boy with stars in his eyes, A bright soul, and his heart on his sleeve. I wrote about how he died and how the light left his eyes
as i laid a single red rose upon her coffin the freezing snow seemed to pierce through my suit
Dreaming is easy. Attainable in the mind. It's terrifying to wonder if those dreams will remain thoughts. Swimming in my head are the insecurities I fought everyday. 
I try to face a fear At least once every year. If for some reason I don't get a chance I might just have to dance.  
  There it is The Door. You know the one You pass it every single day This time, though You stop and look Just briefly
"The only thing we have to fear, is fear itself," The great Teddy Roosevelt bellowed.  But why can't we fear anything else? What is so wrong about fear?
Fear shows to the party, no invitation in hand, but an overwhelming sense of entitlement.   Her champagne class shines, her dark charcoal dress form-fitting.   I beg her to leave,
She laid snugly in her bed as if she had nothing to do. She peered out her glass window
The sky is bleak and the claws of regret are biting my ankles, I walked toward the bland, black building, anxiety raking it’s claws down my back.
Always afraid to make the first move Always afraid to fight and lose.   Always afraid to make the wrong choice Always afraid to express my own voice.  
I stand on the line My legs feel weak I can’t take part in the laughter around me It feels so distant and bleak   Someone slaps my shoulder
We all fear the new Overcoming our dread Brings Experience
I took the climb to the summit. And i looked down over the railing it felt as if i was gonna plummet but then came a ringing my alarm clock was singing  it was morning once again.
Fear. The fastest emotion to reach the brain to create a fight or flight reaction Fight.  Fear causes a person to attack to rid of whatever caused the fear. Flight.
  You’re my enemy but my friend I always wonder when you’ll end You motivate me to do work If I don’t then I will feel worse My mind runs like a bomb Even when I’m feeling calm
  Fearless or frozen, how do I chose? If I’m stuck in my tracks, then I will lose. Fight or flight, what’s the best option?
Walking,  Climbing,  Attaching myself to the rope.    Friends hold my hand,  they see my fear. They push me forward.    One step,  Two.  Don't look down.  Easy. 
The lights, they beam down with powerful visibility. The stage, outstretched and lonely as far as I can see. The audience, physically unseen, but I’m conscience of their stares.
The news blares bright and gaudy. Full of fear and sound. yet in the warmth of my grandmothers living room golden light filtering  through her paisley curtains  it feels  far away
Fear Everyone has it This tricky little thing That holds us back Fear itself is just an automatic response We don’t choose to be fearful It just happens My biggest fear
Underwater it seems I live my life today. There is no escape from the thoughts I call my own, The fear, the shaking, the future unknown My body reacts without control  There is no end in sight. I hate
Uncertainty Solitude Responsibility Failure The feeling of wanting to hide under your covers from the world Everything changes after 18 You leave your house
The darkness swallowed me whole I was drowning, struggling to breathe I reached out trying to grasp onto something, anything But my hand simply went through the empty void I opened my mouth to call out
You, with all your insecurities How often have you forgotten your victories? How easy was it to let them whisper into your ears Until you disappeared? Their words distracted you from your thoughts
Thoughts No Worries Worries zip across my mind Anxious Nervous Stressed Breathe
Sallow, sickly trees Hide the cunning wolf from view; Lurking in the dark  
  He played with me, Not knowing I commanded fire. He toyed with my hair, Hands so gentle yet eyes full of ire, Ogling who I have become, Full of desire, Seeking solace in havoc,
In the dead of night I close my eyes But cannot keep these thoughts outside I hear it scratching at my door And moaning from beneath the floor  
Each kid proudly sang and the whole courtyard was filled with high pitched voices and laughter. Little bodies of deep tan skin, about twenty of them. Michael, the leader of the classroom.
My brothers marched as one today They never saw it coming And I have never seen such pain Or so many people running   With dead set eyes and shaking hands, 
The Grass browns and the flowers fade The trees leaves wither and the winds blow colder
After a long and taxing battleIt all comes to a end Decided by one final tug
After a long and taxing battleIt all comes to a end Decided by one final tug
Those who can and can't  Those who CAN speak Those who CAN'T speak Those who do and don't Those who DO speak Those who DON'T speak Those who will and won't Those who WILL speak
Silence. For years, only silence. And fear… no song.   Never testing the limits, Never pushing the envelope, Never hearing the song.
I was always a shy child. I would rehearse saying my name out loud In case my voice cracked I would fixate on every thought every
Concealing the unknown Stealing sight Hiding who-knows-what In the night, is The Dark. The Dark that lies across the land That pools beneath the bed That stretches at the edge of light
You and I. A million things that could've been and that might still come to be,One hundred things in those three words that can be read between the lines,
My heart beating  in my chest breath in and out my mind  racing  about thoughts screamming get out. Im running now out of time another day year goes past moving to fast cant help but
What is failure? For me, failure is unhappiness. I want to be successful with my education to form my future. Will my future be filled with happiness? Or will it be filled of missed opportunities and regret?
I really want to fly high in the bright blue sky.But I’m terrified. I’m terrified of the endless possibilities that could happen. I could fall and die. Or I could fly too close to the sun and burn.
Shuddering breaths, an exhale in each step Even for a text message, my breath trembles Planning out my goodbyes To a friend, once cherished
Outside your window  lies the hand that feeds you poison  now would be the reason  to bite the hand that feeds you  but you can’t know what you don’t know   angel exterior  but a monster inside 
Yes, I clos'd my eyes and dream'd to ignore the crowd (and this isn't healthy) but because of this I gather'd my courage and rose and danc'd with no doubt
Yes, I clos'd my eyes and dream'd to ignore the crowd (and this isn't healthy) but because of this I gather'd my courage and rose and danc'd with no doubt
Fear, Such a silly word. Courage, Something I never had. Living and breathing, Never doing as I pleased. Terrified to speak, Always weak in the knees. Never knew how to say,
Think of life, never to be forgotten Heart is open and never closing Mouth is moving, words are spoken
sitting alone on a red linen couch. the crackling crunch of a dim T.V.  beaming up at me. pitter patter pitter patter, the scurrying noise of  familiartiy.
I stand high above the water Jump Jump they say It is fifty feet I'm scared They want me to jump One, two, three I fall into the water Crash into the waves
I Fear Living   My mind won’t power down from all the thoughts that scare me   cause every day I’m living in a world I don’t want to be
Words dance on the tip of my tongue I swallow them before they come. Don’t be braggadocious.   Dissecting people’s stares To figure out if I’m enough
A disorder that's rare, diagnosed at age six. Causes fear to my family, oh God's little tricks. Brain tumors and pain, with surgeries to come. Eleven was my first, I have scars that are from.
I have always been afraid of aging This fear often has left me raging Funerals have always left me scared They left me with the burden to bare
When I was a kid, I hated speaking in front of people I used to hide from any opportunity there was to speak From speaking to a relative or my teacher, I hated doing it
I feel it in my heart when you're getting near After what you put me through, I just couldn't bear But remember... The thumping sound you hear, that's just all my loving
There it was, That shadowy silhouette With its glowing yellow eyes, And tall stature, Always watching, Always waiting, Waiting for the perfect time to strike.  
They said that I can't I will show them that I can Even though I shake
When I was five I had a Daddy He was tall and kind And he called me his princess But he was scary when he was mad I told a fib and he grabbed my arm
Failure. It always going to be this bad. Grown so desolate, so indulged, so scared. Do what you want to do. Do what you can do. Do the best that you can to succeed. 
The creeping dark is there Waiting for me to slip The creeping dark is there Helping my feet to trip The creeping dark is there Freezing my heart and soul The creeping dark is there
Step Over It isn't over yet Something new  Someone you haven't met Fear, ignore Power, strength, courage, tell me more Onto the next somewhere to explore
Run away from fear.             Face fear head on.   Fear is like the ocean. It is huge and charging and all-consuming. It will swallow you whole and spit you out completely different.
That's what it means To concede to the fear, To feed the bearer, To bleed from the wounds, bestowed on you from the pain you've taken even the words you've spoken to make it all better 
That's what it means To concede to the fear, To feed the bearer, To bleed from the wounds, bestowed on you from the pain you've taken even the words you've spoken to make it all better 
You emobody the vessel of pure isolation what more of an effect could you embrace me with for your friend has seduced the one who's given me life into a life of nevermore  and now we stand face to face 
Be still Close your eyes One deep breath What's the worst that could happen Take the dive Toes on the edge One more sharp breath Get ready And pull
The world rushes by me and the streets are empty There is only me and the silence between my ears The others have pushed forward, climbing the ladder Yet I have remained behind, chained to the concrete
Waiting. Waiting for a sign, Broken, damaged, lost, Crying for help, Screaming into the void, ‘Help me, please, someone help me.’
loneliness is a weird thing.  the thought of going to college  leaving all my friends and family behind, terrifies me.  meanwhile the thought of having to leave my room,
my throat- dry my eyes- watery my armpits- sweaty (but not smelly) my heart- beating- rapidy  their eyes- looking right at me.  flashbacks of all the times i spoke- and paused too long in fear 
It's coming for You whether You like it or not  it Will find You  whether You like it or not You can fight it but it'll just reappear again, sooner or later whether You like it or not
Melt Your Fears By: Jayla Bode  Winter turns to snowflakesSnowflakes turn to ice  Ice turns to skatingAnd that seems quite alright Should I even dare? A new sport at 17? Turn your face to the sunshine Melt the ice of your fears Can we do it?Can we
To belong,  To be loved, To be heard,  Each desire fights.   Human, Self, Me,  I.   Unpure, Unworthy, Rejected, Cast aside.   Tears drop,
I think my body knew you would not stay. But my bones ached, my skin longed For that warm place inside your arms.   There was no home like you.  
When you’re suffocated The world just caves in collapsing into your every heaving breath and suddenly-   you’re drowning in another world in embraces that check your tongue;
Self Portrait as the Weeping Willow   Reservoir in my eyes, current of my heart, snapped the twigs of my veins.   The fear, I feel. From My head to my toes.   
She's not real I tried to convince myself as she stepped out of her painting Her silky voice sent shivers down my spine And when she outstretched her hand to touch me Her skin seemed to be made of ice
When I was young Maybe three years old I had a dream Went on a coaster Went upside-down I fell out Coaster ran over me Determined to face my fear I decide to try
it is not my fault and it is not their fault, but still it bites and it burns like a cut full of salt   now i live in the vault,
Opening my grades sucks the air out of my lungs. My jaw tenses as I see the one grade that is lower than the rest. What about med school? Grad school? My mind is telling me that I failed, but...
Opening my grades sucks the air out of my lungs. My jaw tenses as I see the one grade that is lower than the rest. What about med school? Grad school? My mind is telling me that I failed, but...
I wasn't quite sure how to outwit life's clever twist,Which, like most things, can't be solved with my fists,There's no technique to speak or tweak it out of me,
I heard once, that the “only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” But my god, the way I feel in the dark says otherwise.  
these walls have been staring what are you waiting for? i need a moment its not as easy as it looks   embodying solus
Ripples from the rain falling I see the dark clouds hang over me Uncertainties are calling I just wished they would let me be Suddenly a crack in the sky Brightness shines from the sun
Fear It’s a powerful thing Fear I have a lot of it, I think From the tangible to the imaginary Coward, scaredy-cat, pussy
From the gold-wired peacock in mass man, Entrapping us like the black singer in his bear trap And to the expendable, brutish, savages that we are Reason is God, and fear is the Eve who horns him.  
I' ma lover, not a fighter, I said it all the time, Keep smiling, push through, ignore it, I didn't even realize, That wading through life like this was the fight, Checked in the mirror, but I looked fine
i am tired exhausted drained  completely of being afraid fear anxiety worry a perpetual chain locked around my ankles always holding me back
Alarmed, apprehension;
Listing. Go up.
Everything shakes. My eyes flash. I wake up. You walk past. Shadow figure, With elegant grace. My heart bangs,
As my mind says Stop My legs carry me far away from the people I love I am afraid to lose them Yet I grow smaller everyday why?  
1. dean moriarty came to me in a dream and took from my
Everyday is like a nightmare. I would rather be elsewhere. But my fears are here, It feels so severe. I’m afraid of giving up.
fear is powerful  fear is a driving force in our lives it can bring us together it can divide us  it is our one great motivator  fear tells us what we can do  fear tells us what we can't do 
My fear feels like this: cold fingers wrenching my wrists behind my back, thick, black ink coating my lungs, poison gas seeping into my ears, whispering: "Everything would be better if you weren't here."
I used to see you in the shadows, Smirking devilishly at me with the thought that you could control me. If I dared to show any signs of weakness to you,
Fear is not a concept, but a limitation Which disables risk across the nation. Overcoming these fears is the key To allow you to become, to be. Fear only disables perception And causes us to make an exception
I should not fear it, but it's inevitable, The image of I standing with my brand that has reached beyond my expectations The less I believe the more it becomes debatable.
Expectations and warnings Consider carefully the beginnings Every action has consequence Every inaction is opportunity Slipped Away. Oh, I’m brave So courageous I love to live outrageous
Take a breath, No one can hurt you here.  Close your eyes, And worry about nothing. My heart beats in my chest, My breath in my ears, The start of an anxiety attack. I want to cry,
     Like a dark cloud hovering over me,      Fear found its greedy way into my life.      It held me back with strong chains and great lies,      And convinced me to burrow into my shell.  
Parted Lips a-POP-olypse The seats of the minivan burst into flame  as rabid fragments of monster carrots feed Death while he
I thought you were a part of me Thinking you belonged in here Then I realized I was just letting you be  Not letting me be, tear after tear    I thought you were a part of me 
I can't watch the sunsetbecause it hurts my chest but I like the way the waves crash against the shoredragging it back down with the tide
Success was a big word That hung over my head like a cloud And failure was its shadow Dragging me deep underground It was a spiked flower always growing
It's a fear of being seen, the fear that someone may point me out and I won't have the words to explain. People don't usually see me, but when the reaction takes place, there's no hiding.
Through the darkness There shall always be light While through the joy There shall always be fright But through the pain There is nothing but might
Fear grips me, my heart races and sweat trickles down my back and anxiety takes over. Gradually, my panic is reduced to nervousness. I keep playing after I miss the ball, the coach yells at me.
The Great Mason the mason, Son of the greatest great of all the greats Darryl, wisest wise of all the wise Christy, Heir to the hearth of Strand, to whom he owes his spoils,
I look in the mirror Seeing the sad imperfection Seeing me Seeing the acne on my skin Seeing my nose that seems too big
When you hurt There is a malevolent force  One feeling you can feel Which is all great remorse.   It was only once Wait it became twice The feeling was so good It became thrice.  
I dreamt of a glowing blue square That seemed to look at me with an ice cold stare. It chased me in circles around my own house, But my screams were no louder than a mouse.  
I was in love once, And a painful ordeal it was. I tried so hard to be the perfect one, To be the one that she wanted. I didn’t realize then,
Tread lightly, For this is a realm of darkness, A realm of pain and fear. It traps and breaks the unwary, Then leaves them lying dead.
Silence is my enemy A true and worthy foe. It reminds me of my pain, And throws away my hope. It enlists its deadly ally,
Darkness is around me, I am hidden from the light, The life that I strive to live in. There was once a Bright Star, It penetrated the dark.
Fear… A shadow in the closet A growl beneath the bed. Fear… Anything unexplained A brain beginning to snap. Fear…
  “How are you gonna pay for college?” they say. “There’s just no way.”  “But look at your cousin who’s a traveling nurse.” “She carries millions of dollars in her purse.”
i felt very anxious on this day  for some reason it felt like everyone was having a bad day  you made me shake uncontrollably by your response  your words hurt and made me incapacitate 
patience is a virtue in braver hands than I, like a storm made whole of eyes ‘tis a joke played by minds none too wise.   where does confidence linger?
patience is a virtue in braver hands than I, like a storm made whole of eyes ‘tis a joke played by minds none too wise.   where does confidence linger?
Fear can be a scary word It is something many of us are scared to face, But what kind of risk taker would we be, If we didn’t face what scared us most?  
I stand on the edge of a cliff, and this cliff is called my future. Yet, as I stare down, it begins to turn into a rift. The doors of opportunity I see open become fewer and fewer.  
In a pitch black room Yet there is no fear. The thunderstorm and gloom Yet there is no fear.
In a pitch black room Yet there is no fear. The thunderstorm and gloom Yet there is no fear.
I can still hear it ringing in my ear It’s been months now, but I still can’t shake the fear Tears roll down my face Thinking back on the time when I was all but safe       I still remember the stormy weather
Fear We let it control us, demotivate or expose us,
tip-tap, in this silly rain for the lonely me inside this tomb who cries out without words for the blazing flame
Fear. The mess of tangled thoughts, mangled anxieties, strangled shouts That invades your brain On quiet nights.   Fear.
I crave a man I’ve never met with soulful eyes, I may never forget the ache in my heart’s full of regret that my words come out unremarkable.    And yet when I think of souls fit together as one,
When I met you, my heart trembled the way it did when she left.   ~awatr
Can't we just accept that life, like math, possesses imaginary and irrational numbers?   ~awatr
I see you in every angry fight, every bruise, and in every goodbye that is never said.   ~awatr
My head felt like an eternally spinning teacup ride at the fair.    ~awatr
She loved numbers the way I loved her hair, messy and unkempt.   ~awatr
Her eyes reminded me of the old embers in the fireplace, unkempt by my absent father.   ~awatr
I hid under a mask of submissive apologies.   ~awatr
I spent every waking minute thinking of you. And when I shut my eyes at 3am? There you were again.   ~awatr
Stomach full of swallows and monarchs Orange and green and gold My shifting eyes Never focused Thinking a mile a minute Thoughts but no way to comprehend Immediate sweat filled with regret
I stole a friend, I took them hostage, I held them here to listen. You didn't know me when I pulled my gun, you didn't know what I wanted. You begged for your life, I begged for you to listen.
Tired bone and sorrowed hand, Make of thee all that you can. Build thy life of hope and tear, Of all thy love and all thy fear.  
The Instability of heights far from the ground Are Man-Built structures bound to collapse Children who know these are not a playground Are scared by them, Earthbound among them was I
I’ve been fighting for years. To overcome certain fears. That aren’t only mines but also have my mother in tears. To believe that I am black. And one day when I leave the house I may never come back. To think one day everything can go off track.
i realize that, very often, i am vulnerable. i am fragile. i try to be a light for others, hoping that maybe my glow will lead others through their dark tunnel
  Through these perilous roads Under the cover Of the night sky Glaring forces Spring from the darkness And with pain at the temples
It had dark blue eyes like the night sky Who would of thought it would cry  It wonder down the street as it beg for help Darkness followed it through the air One day hoping it sees the light 
A tight emptiness in my throat A quick consideration of options but endlessly told to say nothing Youth does not hide the terror in trying or the knife swallowed as i do nothing
The dark corner and the deep sea The high sky and who I should be The uncertainty creeps in As the lights begin to dim What is hiding in those shadows?
I made the mistake of allowing myself to dip my toes into the water And letting myself get carried away into the deep end. I couldn’t find it in me to save myself Because I never learned how to swim.
I made the mistake of allowing myself to dip my toes into the water And letting myself get carried away into the deep end. I couldn’t find it in me to save myself Because I never learned how to swim.
Oh weary traveler, Who are you to hate the summer? You, who burns in the winter Who knows no cozy cabin to call home   You jump from place to place
They say that Distance Makes the heart grow fonder But I was fond enough When we walked Alongside one another
One for airplanes, heights, ladders, and jumping headfirst  into lakes. Two for condescending,menacing, phony, fakes. Three for waiters, teenagers, blondes and the elderly.
Mirrors would always tell the ugliest truths Reflection found in front face camera or frankly placed in front of bathroom sink faucets fed the unacceptable attributes Unallowing any filter or photoshop on face or body
you took away two years of my life. i was locked inside the confines of your walls and weighed down by a sense of hopelessness.   i fought with every breath to be free of your chains.
Fear, My friend, You have warmly Kept me safe Kept me here You’ve kept me   Fear, My confuser, You have uncaringly Kept me here? Kept me from? You’ve kept me
. . . right away, you’ll see it’s difficult to find: (That -- while it’s true, it’s only You able to see inside your, Mind, -- ) Lost thoughts often  become begotten
Let go of what was,   Believe in what is to come,   A dream’s existence.
Fear, Find the ones that you hold dear. Fear, Keep them safe for I am near. Fear, You are the useless broken seer. Hate,
This demon in my head, It fills me with hatred And fuels my pain. It denies me sanity, And reminds me of my loss. It plays back my memories,
I can’t breathe right, My fingers twitch uncontrollably, People keep on speaking, They act like I’m okay. My brain feels like it’s breaking,
I am a tortured human soul, The world would be better, If I go. If I leave this world behind, What is the place I’ll find? I can’t live, with this pain,
They say 17 is a number associated with spiritual growth Next month, I advance to a new chapter, a new 18 So I reflect on what’s changed and what’s remained 
You know you can do it. You’ve spent so much time, So much time. But you don’t know for sure, The Future is scary.   It could all go well, You know friends have done it so many times before,
I am not afraid of fear, But yet he calls my name. Calling me, and taunting me, And putting me to shame. And though his voice cries out, I will not lend my ear— I will not bend my will— To the one that they call fear.
Darkness surrounds me Literature embraces me Food enslaves me  I am nothing I have nothing   A crack  Light seeps in  Fear chockes my heart I want to  Memories flood my mind
I was afraid to show the real me.  Afraid to be judged by the people I'd see.  What if they didn't like what I said or wore?  What if to them I was just a bore.    Someone who had the confidence of an ant. 
I'm scared to write a poem but I need to write a poem because when I finally let the twisted words out I breathe again
I remember when I was a child And everything was clear Where the world did not suffer of fear And everyone was mild    Ticktock ticktock   However, I’m older now
Fear. A giant wall built faster than it can be dissolved. For every positive thought there seems to be ten fearful ones to drown it out. At times it seems easier to fight fear with others by your side.
On paper we're perfectBut underneath the surfaceThe perfect melts away To reveal we're broken, bruised, and brandedBy microscopic mistakes 
Intermission has failed me. A trip wire was not part of my blocking- It left me on my knees. Broadway lights, turning off with a loud Shunk
how did I overcome one of my fears?/well, there were many days of failure./days of grief that destroyed me./days of sadness that buried me./days of darkness that blinded me./but, between the hurt,/the pain,/the suffering,/there were days of joy./d
My heart beats faster than my mind  Which is running somewhere else other than here It escapes to my home in West Virginia which is a thousand mile away from here  
Our monsters used to live under the bed, sparkly and purple “they’re not real,” we said Life was safe, monsters were fantasy,
Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to not constantly Worry about what people think of me, to not wonder if that woman on the other side of the room - that hasn’t even looked in my direction - is laughing at me or laughing at the completely rand
you thought bitch you thought wrong i rise up  you fall from your throne ive never felt fear only blood in my ears
All this time I’ve livedin another reality.All I did was giveand I was happy.   My reality is notwhat you would expect.But I wasn’t taught to not let it affect.  
I stay because I know that if I stand and turn to leave you'll watch and let me go. And so I stay
Humans have an innate fear of being alone  At birth, we can’t fend for our self  We are not born with teeth or claws, 
  “It’s only a test. It’s only an hour.” That’s what they say. That’s what they tell me But no, it’s a clear restraint of my power. I can’t move; I can’t breathe; I can’t strive to be free.  
In the heights, I fear In balloon ride, I go In heights zero fear
flowers deflowered when anxious hands tug on life not theirs vibrant pigments say, i'm right for the plucking plush filled pistils, ripe with life. snatched by roots reminded of my frailty.
I dont like patience, waiting around isn't my thing.   I dont like space either, too much room for my mind to wander.   They say the best things come for those who wait, I believe it.  
my body wears a pattern of scars as intricate as expensive lace. my body is branded by beautiful tattoos of none other than that of pain. my body refuses to be physically marked
Confidence doesn’t like to be around me. He disguises himself, as Ego, then bursts out of my head.  The minute I catch him, he disappears.   Sometimes, I call for him.   
    I used to be afraid of the dark, I still am in a way, To not know what's out there? To wonder every day? I am afraid of the unknown, But what used to help me is,
His tendrils wrap around your body and pull you closer, His gummy hands caressing your neck, His hot black breath whispers in your ear.  
Someone moves;  I flinch and instantly my mind is pulled back to how you were.   ~awatr
Why is it so difficult to trust You with my life?  To hand over the keys, to physically pry my tight fingers Away from the controls midflight.  You, knowing end from the beginning, knowing which way the wind will blow, 
I ignored it.  I snapped it shut in the spines of swollen notebooks, I tried to smother it under gas pedals, I flung it down the stairs hoping it’d break it’s neck.  
Looming. Ahead I plod. I can’t see what the future holds. Fear creeps in. Envelops and smothers me like smog. Lead me! Hold my hand! I am afraid! Deep Breath. One foot ahead of the other.
It's there. Sitting in the corner of my mind. Waiting for me to weaken. I'm sick and tired. It strikes when my insecurities are left bare. Leaving me to search and find.
Break. Last time I failed this time will i make the jump? Break. Snap! there went my leg i'm broke. Recovery. Back with a familiar obstacle in front of me. Breathe.
What am I afraid of?                                       Heights?                                              Well    yes, but I write this in a plane and I’m not nervous at all
someone scream when the night falls for me in the West and for you In The East at the moment we both blink   for when we rush  through our safe doors and plunge into stardust
  for so long i was torn between             faces & places and not being able to choose what to do or where to go that would please others [please me] i wanted this and i wanted that
When I was little, I used to be afraid of the dark. I was afraid of all kinds of things: spiders, vampires, snakes, and
The weight of the waves relentlessly presses down Crash after crash, no air left in my lungs Petrified, no energy to lunge No other hope but to drown   But even the air of the deep
It's a chain  of fear My mom was born of fear My grandma born of fear Who knows where it began, but I know where it ends. The beginning of the end, when you acknowledge the fear.
In a rose garden With blinding billowing sunlight Some roses bloom early Some bloom late And some not at all.   I sit in the court yard Of the holding place where people shrivel and die
2005. A black Hyundai charges down Gyeongbu Expressway. Blind with fever, a hiccuping child struggles for breath trying not to disintegrate in her mother’s arms in the backseat.
I slept hard as a bear That eats so much food in a dark cave, What no one notices all the time, My ears can hear, but I have weary tears; Beyond the walls, there is so much fear,
I sat down to write with just one task, it was quite clear: That all I had to do tonight was write about my fear Though this may seem quite easy, it is not, I can attest
Before,  Self-hate had abruptly manifested upon my ego  constantly feeding upon the fear  that human beings other than myself, would frame me as ugly
Before,  Self-hate had abruptly manifested upon my ego  constantly feeding upon the fear  that human beings other than myself, would frame me as ugly
its the witching Hour my body is aching im twisting and turning ... all the pain a fEeL came through the mourning the Passing of myself into another form  led my soul to conjure the eMotional storm
Do you know what it is like to be afraid of everything? Terrified of what has been, terrified of what's to come. I'm afraid of my own passing shadow, when I turn and when I walk. I'm afraid of myself.
Picture It   If a picture is worth more than a thousand words, What is the worth of a single word alone?  
Starting and Stopping   Sometimes, the hardest part is knowing When to start
Desolate and despairing, though this world may be,  At least we are fortunate to brave it with another.   And whilst my voice they won't hear and my face they may not see, 
I was born Of a European Yew. Its mighty bough had grown Twisted and encrusted With moss In the garden of my great-great grandfather. As he left his house for the final time
within us all lives a thing not a creature not a being just an inescapable indescribable thing we keep it hidden deep in a dark corner of our minds we all want to forget about
shivers down my spine at the thought of you leavin' me behind after all that we have been through you made me think it was always gonna be me and you now, as you head for the door 
Rose petals wrap against each other in their whispered secrets; too scared to reveal the charms they own. Masks are not ever real.
You tell us nothing scares you more than death. You lie awake at night, after ending your prayers And stare At the meaningless body,
Humans have fear beause it stops you from making the wrong decision, Sometimes it stops you from making the right decision, When you are brave you are scared but you do it anyways, You have the power to stop fear,
Humans have fear beause it stops you from making the wrong decision, Sometimes it stops you from making the right decision, When you are brave you are scared but you do it anyways, You have the power to stop fear,
Will I cower by the fire that shines into the night? Or venture into the darkness and look my fear in the eyes?   If I just give up, If I just give in, If I just lay down and cry,
Deep in the forest, where the black moths play Lies a species of creature that may not have existed today They call themselves, "Dreadlox" from a tale Far too old, a sort of pixie-like creature
Anything that is worth it and anything that makes life great is always scary.
In times past the ground grew nothing barren dark soil uneven beneath shoe soles not a cloud seen through hopeless eyes the fear of being burned  without a shield from scorching rays, 
We are told from a young age that we must face our fears, That there isn’t anything to be afraid of, And that everyone goes through rough times - you aren’t something special.   And while this may be true,
I was touched, touched by a man of sin. A man who continued to strip me apart with no mercy. He touched me. It was as if he didn’t understand no.
I was touched, touched by a man of sin. A man who continued to strip me apart with no mercy. He touched me. It was as if he didn’t understand no.
*Thump*   Heart caught, lodged within my throat it has burrowed a nest and has made no plans to leave A hummingbird's heartbeat cannot compare to the violent cacophony within 
There is an unspoken fear Of the fear that lies within. Of the fear boiling in my veins, Of the fear peeling back my eyelids at 1 a.m. I say nothing.
There is an unspoken fear Of the fear that lies within. Of the fear boiling in my veins, Of the fear peeling back my eyelids at 1 a.m. I say nothing.
You might think it's silly, How someone could be afraid of something so simple.  That one single fear is spread throughout all. We all deny that we fear it, though it lingers.
I hear wolves howling in the distance, I see nothing, I hear the hooting of the night owl, I see nothing, I hear the trickling of the creek,
Nights in despair I cried.....I weeped Hiding in the shell I've created for myself Unable to listen to what they say I've locked my heart away Pushing and shoving No one understands what they did
Waking up in the morning Gazing at the room’s blank design Look out at neighbors Their happy behaviors
when you say my name, you say it like a poem you will never write.babylon boy, when i whisper your name in the pale moonlight,
It's simply futile treading cold water Rising past my green ankles O how its barbarous teeth bite and sting!    My toes are engulfed by sea's spiteful jaws  Veins pierced by blind eyes;
I am so afraid to fail I’d rather put myself in a box Locked away with no spare key I mean, If I never make a mistake No one can look down on me If I never put myself on front street
The water is coming closer and I watch Everystep is muted with the humping in my heart I grab onto my sweater The only thing that is holding my fragile body together   Her hands lead me closer
There's been ample bloodshed, There's been plenty of death. They've had enough pillage, They've had enough breath.   They've taken my childhood,  One I didn't get the chance to know.
A tremble Flick of the wrist and it is hidden Deep seeded fear Cropping up as a crippled beast Broken child Shaking slightly, hurt Though it's been so long since the pain
Through the hollows, into the grey Across the rolling hills of pain Run all night till the darkest day. When shadows behind the mists play Charge forward to the silent rain
You know when you wake up in the middle of the night and you choose to not wear your glasses?
Heart pounding too fast,can't breathe,soul locked in the dizzy cageas I spin to the frequency of the world too fast, too loud.It's all crashing down now.I am TNT lit at both ends,
Hypnotized, brainwashed, tortured yet I never leave.  
At night I'll lie awake, I'll sit and ponder my mistakes. God, I'm so tired but this desire to be the best won't let me sleep. I'll ponder everything I've done wrong, every stumble every fall
I am vast and I am blue and more than you can see I am loud and I will be heard by everyone So with this crash I say -No- I decree That I am my own being and I cannot be undone
your presence opened up a new ray of sanguinity that enveloped my soul into a layer of diminished sanctuary that i embraced wholeheartedly and nourished like a decaying flower
I hate the way she looks; But I want to look just like her. Her olive skin and dark hair, Her hips that curve wider and wider. But that’s her not me. She’s fake but I’m not good enough either.  
I'd like to light a match in your skullTo watch a spark turn your brain into a raging fireTo make you think in burning
I needed you like I needed a cigarette. Like tar to my lungs, you poisoned my life. I was only 17 and thought, "This is what love is"... It was more like drowning.  
Dear Anxiety, You are my closet friend, the one I've come to know. You have demanded control over me and my life, the makings of the walls inside my mind.
Finding your voice is not easy to do. It all starts with a problem you need to get through. After trying to deal with it all by yourself, You think, "maybe I should look outside myself."
When the leaves turned golden and shone like no other time of the year, and the wind swirled with passion was when I was born. It was a cold morning my mother says.
Today I have done what many have done. Today I have died while still breathing.
It’s a tragedy for those of us who stay the same When time tries to heal, but we stand against the winds of change Because you resist, you’ll make the same mistakes Those are the choices of us living not in love but hate
From the moment we are born there are things that shape us into the people we are today. For me and you we are given the choice to be shown the way.
Fear always seems to get a bad rep But fear is one who helps teach me whenever I misstep The fear of becoming a failure Seems to be my unlikely "savior" No matter where I lay, or where I go
i’m looking for something that’s gone once again i don’t know who you are, can i call you my friend? there’s a hurt in everything i say and i do  because everything seems to remind me of you
Isn't it odd that I consider myself lucky That no unwanted man has ever put his grubby hands on me?   This is not about luck though, or the clothes I've been wearing
My hair stands My body shakes from its cold breath It meets me around every corner And it makes me long to learn more from it It is fear.   Fear has made me want to learn more about my past
I want you. I don't tell you but I think it every day. I want you. Putting emphasis on every word I say it three times over.  I want to kiss you unil are lips are raw and there is no emotion left to be shared. 
My fears are slowly fading, cascading, 
Alone in the middle of the night A creak, a flash of light Darkness shattered after a crash
My head Inside is dead   My life
Troubled times   Drawing near  
Why am I sad Why do I want to cry  
When you feel so down and low   And you can't seem to reach the boat
He Hit And Ran Slam bam No thank you ma'am
No one gets you   You can't see why  
There's a turmoil deep inside   Far from the eyes of outsiders
My thoughts Once again they fight me  
Depression & Co.   Sadness Anger Depression Anxiety   You have molded me Like a slab of marble
Wandering through life Losing touch with reality Facing your problems What is this You can't stand to see   It started out with one Became two Then three They come and they come
I alway see something and I am afraid why do I see it this way nothing but running well this is the end im a turn around and face what I dread Something amazing has happend fear was nothing but a friend 
Beside Me   I need to slow down; I think that she’s that she’s behind me,  If he’d looked around he would  Have said,  ‘I didn’t see you beside me!’
My sister used a quarter in a machine the other day, one that drops random surprises, mostly worthless but still they are kept, for reasons unbeknownst by most As the claw picked up a ball, stale candy joining the fall
To get away from reality I fall into a fantasy Created by my own anxiety   Fear flowing from my feet to my head I mess up relationships instead By overthinking way ahead  
every noise crash snap or shout   followed by a jump or a yelp or a flinch
She looks at the mirror with glistening tears staring at what nobody else could ever see. Scars invisible to the world mar all of her thoughts in regard to what she could be and what she sould see
The fear of not knowing, The fear of know growing, The fear of not showing How great of a person I can be. Fear.   It’s what multiplies me And makes others see
It has been seventeen years Since that dreadful morning Thousands lost their lives unexpectedly Hearts are still grieving The events that took place on that day Sadly presented turmoil and corruption
I'm tired of the lies AND misconception Long to be held, seeking attention Covering up my discontentment I've ran out of makeup and forgotten how
i dont know if im really who i say i am if im happy if im great who knows what i am no one but me. but im making sure that even knows my image and my heart im sad and happy who i am limbo i just want to obtain that one thing every human desires ha
It pounds against the confines of my head Throbbing, pulsing from within Flooding my skull with blinding pressure, It seeks release  
When I was young, You were already there in my world,  Invisible but broad in other ways, And I've always wondered why you stayed, When all you've done is give, And I'll I've done is take.  
Surrounded by voices; I was a <murmur>.  Fear had stolen my lips away, Locked them in a vault under the sea-   Why?   My mind was confused.
When someone you love is ripped from your armsOr how you realize what you are doing wrong in lifeIt's a single momentA second in timeThat the entire world seems to pauseJust for you
Monster Alexis Beyers   There was a monster starving within, never satisfied with what I gave to him.
Stop hanging around the wrong crowd All they would do is bring you down The streets are nothing but trouble Nothing but a disheartening sound Dark clouds will surround you A potential calamity is near
“Don’t fear the dark” is what I was told I sit in bed covers to chin covered fully I look left and right playing Look-See I am sweating and shaky, I don’t know why My room is dark as I lay with the shadows
Sailing on the sand I know the dangers up ahead My mind is on and ready My heart is leading fully   Sailing on the sand
Pray for the One   Good deeds are acts of prayer To the light, our vanguard. This is the time when Acts of love are needed To fortify the One of which We all are,
Last November, We all got the call, From our school, To warn us all. Last November someone wrote: "I'm going to shoot the school up on Friday". No one believed it to be a joke.
Him. Me. Tranquility.     I feel safe but strange, it’s not my game.                 My chest feels small
My heart beats fast, My breath sounds loudly, This is fear, In all it's forms, Fear, Will be your enemy, Gives you wings, Fear, It is such a simple concept, Fear is,
My fear of you has caused me to plan I'm a super planner I plan for parts of you I don't understand  My fear of you has caused me to work harder  My peers think I'm smarter  But I'm not 
Stare into the outside Neon lights and street signs She holds me It’s gonna be alright She said, but she fades Moonlight turns away
The silent whispers by the stone grave The mobled creatures the darkness crave The fallen beauties layed down in brave The tear drops the midnight wave
The silent whispers by the stone grave The mobled creatures the darkness crave The fallen beauties layed down in brave The tear drops the midnight wave
The ghost that whispers doubt in your ear.   The fear that makes you afraid of everything.   The immediate action of either fight or flight.   Something that sticks with you and rarely leaves.  
Where do you go when you have no one to turn to? When the lines of love you had, you've simply burned through... What do you do when hearts lie broken, shattered particals like sand...
Iram, Lost Iram Lost, alone, and wandered scars Scrutinizing time Thunders rise and soon take flight Tinted skies with essence sighs  
Dr. Love, you have pushed me to stupidity. I have gone great lengths for you,  lied...betrayed... risked my life as I know it. But you taught me patience and forgiveness, 
Dr. Love, you have pushed me to stupidity. I have gone great lengths for you,  lied...betrayed... risked my life as I know it. But you taught me patience and forgiveness, 
I have been well acquainted with you, Death I have walked fearlessly --- and trembling back I have survived and heard their dying breath  
Thank you for this life A life where shadows sing Where losses are seen as gains Where I can have a vision for everything   Thank you for this life A life where notes can speak
Who did this? Who turned the world on its axis?          in the wrong direction  Who made me scared?          of those blue uniforms Who made me peek around the corner?
Worried is an understatement; I long for stability, mentally and physically. Each step brings forth many discomforts, Some big and some small, But all valid.   My mind is wandering,
Do you ever think of how often you escape death’s clutches, and you don’t even notice?
my friend’s funeral was a cloudy day. a joyous celebration of life. the clouds spoiled the ambiance, but the rain never came.  
I was taught to free my mind I was taught to leave my pain behind I was taught to travel to a different time Without ever leaving my room behind I was taught to be free In which it helped with my anxiety
When you keep everything bottled inside, fog starts to form  The fog is made of fear and the fear starts to wrap around you
There once was a boy who crushed on a girl, He wanted to give her the whole wide world. Each time she spoke his head was in a whirl,
I'm lost I'm lost in a sea of colors I can't seem to understand Red, Blue, Green, What diffrence does it reall make when I just feel them slowly absorbing the wavelengths that are meant to keep me sane?
I grew up in a world where everything was fine and dandy.  I lived with mommy and daddy, and grandma always bought me my favorite candy.  Grandpa walked me to 1st grade every morning,
        The picking at my fingers has begun, according to the open scabs on my thumb and index finger, the sun is under its covers. 
I grew up in a world where everything was fine and dandy.  I lived with mommy and daddy, and grandma always bought me my favorite candy.  Grandpa walked me to 1st grade every morning,
I grew up in a world where everything was fine and dandy.  I lived with mommy and daddy, and grandma always bought me my favorite candy.  Grandpa walked me to 1st grade every morning,
My beloved is like Jonah; He's been in the belly of the Beast. Once the whale had thought him dinner, Jonah was quickly freed. My beloved is like Matthew; Imprisoned, though not to blame.
A walk through the woods On a cold Winter's Night, Brought up such terrors And gave quite a fright. I stepped through a clearing Bathed in Moonlight. A large lump Beyond Didn't look quite right.
My heart is heavy. It is a bomb planted inside me, Ready to explode within the walls of my chest.     My chest is tight. My lungs fail me.
Enid Ibarra Human: A Lesson   When I was fourteen, I pressed my hand against A stranger’s chest and learned that a heart Has four chambers and cannot feel
Decisions to make my future is here but how can you know what's true and dear   Spinning in circles my minds in a jam how would I know what's the correct game plan  
Sit timid with fingers crossed,that I’ll be able to cope with the simple fact that...everyone is perfectly imperfect. The one I love who I fear will make like fall and leave,Stares death in the eye so comfortably. With me, I must learn to be comfo
I am quiet most of the time. I just stare and think. My words get frozen within my lungs. And I believe my thoughts are deadly. People tend to ask me, "why are you so quiet?"
Power to the fist  Power to defeat  Power to challenge  Vested in a pen, a pencil, a feather was the power to plaster my emotions  Doesn’t sound too strong but let me fill you in on a secret  It is
When I think of the world I'm afraid to look at what it has become. People struggle through the darkness that has risen all through out the pastures of their very land.
You sit and stare out at the fieldYou shut your eyes and form a shield.Where did you go wrong?The words and insults form a song.You’re such a fake friend!
Handfuls of hair tugged tight,Kids crying out in fright,Do they know this is why people cry at night?People thinking they are always in the right,
The childhood days fly past, the dark future casts a shadow of fear upon me.  Each day I live without having a clear purpose, hoping it will better.  I fight the voices in my head, 
My emotions belong in a cage, Eventually, slowly, hesitantly plotting a war to wage. If I ever let them show, let them out, they’ll raise hell, For the vultures, they ring the dinner bell,
You scare me. I´m afraid to talk to you Afraid of what I might give And what I might get back   You scare me. I´m afraid to stand with you
Rejection. It hurts like a bitch. But sometimes rejection provides a greater picture to one's head. Rejection just makes me feel like I'm not worth love. Or happiness. Or even affection. And it's not the person who rejected me that hurts...
Words climb against my larynx and punch at my mouth, but I screw my lips shut and force myself to swallow this alphabet lump in my throat. Thousands of letters and punctuation marks
I’m so scared I’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscared I don’t know What to do How to act What to say I’m so scared
I don’t enjoy speaking out In social situations The unfamiliar – thinly veiled- And uncomfortable Trembling in my voice As I say something that does not sound – does not Emit – what I want to say and
When the morg fills with these bones of mine, please know that I was not alone. For inside me, was mind, made 1 and 3, the soul to which I cling from with in is composed of the holy trinity.
She was pure poison Striking at what she wanted most and pushing away those who got in the way.   She wanted something odd, maybe to make herself seem more full:
Pacing around a room.  Its become my prison.  Trying to convince my myself not to back down tonight.  All around me whispers about my reality.  Too quiet to respond to what they accuse me of being. 
They taunt me at night I sleep with a light My fingers curl underneath And I tuck in my feet I shiver and quiver I can see the moon glow silver I hide my head And curl up in bed
There’s a dark corner in the back of my room it speaks to me And says “I’ll be there soon” As I lie on my bed in the fetal position my eyes are closed hopin and wishin
I am slowly stepping instead of falling for her. I never learned how to love so instantly. This feeling is far from what I prefer.   She is like the seasons of winter and summer,
the mirror isnt my true friend  she wont reflect my fantasy land instead exposing the world in a aggressive manner where i cant unsee the ugly truth i cover my eyes to reside inside myself 
I'm afraid of heights, but that's not all. There are no ropes in case I fall. Now that I'm an adult it seems, the only escape from anxiety is in my dreams.   I would love to wake up one day,
Before I leave, Or you do, I like to say the words, I love you.   There may be tomorrow, Or the day after that, But I'm scared, That one of us may go splat.  
I remember her hands gripping to the wheel, An ice covered windshield, The snow outside as thick as steel, She was afraid, but could not yield.   Maybe it was the cold,
The waves of the icy shore reached for me, Clenching their fists before my feet, The tips of my toes cried in agony, Begging for some warmth or heat.   I was relentless, Baring what I could,
Jealousy appears to be the only feeling in my heart. As I watch you touch him like I would like for myself. Don't you dare love him... but who am I to say. He must feel similar to my own pain.
I feel the walls close in on me As I feel the hinges of panic crawl onto my skin And the inklings of my mind. The beast has been let out of their cage again Because I forgot to obey their orders swimmingly. Now they've turned violent against me I
I say that America is screwed That I don't want to be here anymore  That I'm leaving first chance I get But as frustrated as I am will I ever truly leave?
Poetry- It wasn't till I fell in love that I finally understood poetry. I can honestly say I didn't expect it, and God knows I did my best to hide from it- But here's the thing- I am a chasm of supressed emotion.
Poetry- It wasn't till I fell in love that I finally understood poetry. I can honestly say I didn't expect it, and God knows I did my best to hide from it- But here's the thing- I am a chasm of supressed emotion.
He’s caged and left with no way out,His house, not home, a place of fear;Leaving would be the best, no doubt,But he can’t do it, that is clear.  
I can't live without you here My knees grow weak The demons coming near We now don't speak   I loved you so
Why do we hold these things inside? The little things we’ll never say. Is it because we don’t want them to know?
Don't let them in, Don't let them in, They will only break everything you are; Don't let them in, Dont let them in, Cuz you would only pick up your pieces; (2x)  
you are hurting my mind hurt me to think about hurt me to be without i thought about you today and i felt the pain in my chest where you were not leaning
I look normal, I believe, Hungry eyes of a frightened girl stealing moments of weakness in the dark by herself in the night. I believe they don't see it, Most of the time I try to pretend it does not exist.
When I told my friend that I liked a boy she was ecstatic. She gushed. She squealed. She urged me forward. When I told my friend he asked me out she screamed. She laughed. She yelled. She asked me when we were going out.
  There are three cranberries left on the counter A reminder of us I can’t seem to wipe away It was different then When we first fell
"Are you leaving?" she said. I informed that im to return soon. Her stare blanketed in dis-array, I inquired if something was needed. "Can you leave my heart on the table until you get back?"
Slowly and sweetly arises my soul with a comforting, soothing fear. A place, not a place, a man, not a man: Heaven! I'm finally here. The guilt's gone away, tears flit to my eyes. Why do I cry in such bliss? 
Wind, to me sing Your lullaby, Your comforting tone of peace.  I am not,  Could not be, alone Amongst the presence of the breeze.   Tell me secrets, Fear not, song, 
I want to die, I'm scared of death, So sometimes I just hold my breath. I close my eyes and count to ten, I pussy out and breath again.
I wonder if you know that I love you With all of my broken, twisted love, With all of the love you threw back at me,  And all the indifference you used to drown me.   I fight the love you give me;
I'm better with writting, normally stumbling with words. So what is it I have to say? What is it that I've kept inside? What are the words flooding my mind?   In your arms I am safe and warm
today i smile because      for years  i have denied who  i am today i smile because  i was scared to come out today i smile because  i was too proud to admit mom was right today i smile because
I could see that pain and hatred in your eyes The moment she spurned you as childish and unwise. I know how it feels to be scorned and chastised. I know how it feels to go against those baptized.
How are you so stupid, so naive? You brought this on yourself. Walked in a locked room with no keys. Don't bother blaming anyone else, Don't cry, beg, or plead. How do you expect to get out?
There is a vast array that one mustn't stay On this perfectly perplex planet   One used deceit To get you to believe
It is raining The lightning lashes The thunder roars I am running towards a lone figure collapsed upon the ground It is raining
Everything takes me back Back to that moment That moment when I mumbled “I love you”   Every song I hear Sparks a memory,
To the one who doesn’t feel like their enough, or worth it, or accepted. Not beautiful, Or enough, Or loved. I have a secret to tell you. It isn’t whispered but shouted.
Dear K, Intoxicated were we, but intoxicating was your kiss, the night we first expressed ourselves to each other.  Wrapped in your sweet embrace, unaware of future regret.   
I thought I loved you, but I think I fell in love with the thought of you. You kissed me with such passion, and you told me things I know you had a hard time saying,
And the Gods came down   They fell to earth like raindrops Quick and hard
Dear Mr. Salvador Dalí,   You were onto something. People think you were on something. I think you get it better than any of us can.
Dear Death,To you I've never cowered underYet casualties of those I loveWill tear my life asunder
Dear Fear,   Crippled you have made me past, and dawned with dread in every other thought. Like that which called me, plead  to be a draught that I could drink and find no rest.  
Dear Mom,   Who do you think you are? Abusin’ me, bruisin’ me My mind Hurts.All those words you’ve ever told me,
Dear Change,   I used to embrace you. My young self loved you. You came often and always had a good outcome. Middle school, high school, softball teams. You were there for all of it.  
Dear Insecurity,   An incessant whisper in my ear, Constantly reminding me of everything I fear. ​ In your unyielding cage I am kept,
Your faceThe sharpness of itTypical strange beautyClear as the water stillOver the river on the hill
Dear ------ -----:   "You just have to say it. Tell him. Trust me, you'll feel better." I wonder if it's really that easy.
Dear fear,
leave no trace hear the chest rise and fall the laugh echoing underneath the soles of feet camouflaging as pulses and hiding as dust
  I walk in the world, a pretender, a lonely visitor I don't know the path and there is no map There is no place to stop to ask for directions I watch the world around me and despair  
Dear God, You have the ability to do anything, know anything...correction everything As I smile on my first day of school you hear my every thought, When I step on the court for a game you feel every butterfly.
Dear Fear,   You remember me, I’m sure. You pick me apart at the seams. You make me feel insecure, And attack my self-esteem.   You know my pressure points, Know just where to strike.
To the people who don’t understand why I won’t let them touch me,   I’ve built a wall between friends, family, and others. And fucking think again if you thought I had any lovers.
Dear Poet:   I watch you tip your head back to face the breeze, I watch you devour pieces of peaches with no concern for pretense.
   im trying  my hardest to keep my head up    but ive been pushing through as best i can        no matter how hard i  try  i cant seem to    make friends    it seems as though i'll never be able to communicate  
Dear Fear,           You strike out of nowhere like a snake killing its prey. Wrapping your tight body around me until I can’t catch my breath.  
I found your love in my early age. It was a pass time, a hobby, just something for fun. Now as I grow you have become my life, my passion, my joy. I am scared to persue you as it might now work. I am frightened to lose my love for you.
Fear      breaks The crack of dawn Tossing, turning, yearning Hardly ever learning   People and places Pasts and problems Things I’ll never have the answer— Four Years. 
  To Thee Who Takes Him Away, My highest admiration revolves around thee, I know thy cause is one of inevitability. For despite pleas of the pure in mankind,
I wish they knew how it feels to be me. I wish I could cry for help, fall to the ground and… I wish they knew that award ceremonies are lose-lose situations
Dear Inner Me, Why do you hold back? Your thoughts, Your words, Your opinions, Away from view? Sitting on a fence, Uncomfortable, Unable to express. To feel anything,
Dear lover, Why are you afraid of me? This would mean you’d be afraid of The girl who cries at night, the girl Who cries because she doesn’t know the future.
Dear Fear, Sitting here now I wonder when you shall strike Will it be today or perhaps tonight  I find myself wondering what will you feel like Why must you torture me in such ways
Dear me, You’ll regret this you know.Letting time slip by;it’ll pass in a flash.You’re leaving soon. You’ll hate this you know.All these hours you workfor a chance at more school.You’ll be there soon. You’ll doubt this you know.The path you have c
Dear Death, I know a place where ashes fall like snow And fear is a shadow, It follows me around as a lover, Holding me closer until I can no longer breathe
We look to find just who we are inside Forever looking to find where we fit Having constant fear of being denied In the process some people just lose it Everywhere we attempt to interact
My anxiety attacking me like my racing heart when I cup my ears too hard as I count to 287. Crying because I want to be happy, But tired of that fucking dysphoria making me wish for misery.
Dear Fear,  You are my closest friend You live inside my head and decide what's best  You keep my grades high so I can follow my dreams You keep home and safe from all danger
Dear Lily, Oh Lily, if only I knew, you gave me no clueHow you felt every day and nightOh how you lived without the lightevery morning, cutting yourself too deepevery night, crying yourself to sleepyou seemed so happy just yesterdaywho knew you fe
The rush of your love is like a wave, And your touch is one that I always crave. I know inside I have to be brave, And think of the future we’re going to pave.   Every second I want to savor,
a contribution to my heart- what i have learned about love
Honestly, I don't think you exist. You're like a unicorn with your beauty abundance, majestic prescence, magical countenance - I'm not really good at this. I,
Why  Why am I still afraid of you Why do I still cower Or feel the urge to run away You have this power over me Maybe you just took it and  Never gave it back I certainly didn't hand it to you
Dear Refa, You will not win. There's not much more to say. The distance from home, the ice and storms - HA! I survived anyway. You decided to step it up and violate me personally.
Dear Mom... I don’t even know where to start with you these days. How are you? It feels weird to say that.  Do you wonder how I’m doing, too? I’m 25 now, A woman. Last time you saw me I was a girl.
She heard his ragged breathing, but there was no one on the other end of the line. It was another voicemail, just one of the many he sent late last night.
Monday was dreadful. Slumped over on his desk as regret stirs up in the pits of his stomach and yet it was only 7:05 am. Going over his what-ifs, should-haves, and buts.
You tell me it didn’t happen like that-- I should just get over it… but I can’t. I can’t forget the words that you’ve said to me,
Dear Fear, You are forever my companion Following me as a shadow on my mind Many times you grow, enveloping me in darkness You cannot be beaten, but I can control you
  We hold our Hope so close inside, Laugh with those who us deride, Our true person untouchable, While evils only scratch outside.   A blended mix of Pride and Fear
Dear Fear, I was told by a character in a cute little movie that you used caution to keep me safe— —So please explain to me why I’m scared of sharks in my swimming pool.
Dear Fear, I think I'm in love with you. Crazy, I know- but I think this confession is a little overdue, don't you? After all, we've been together for years. As long as I can remember.
The one thing I covet is your everlasting love, I desire that you feel the same way too. Things happened suddenly, but without a shove.
Life is always watching Creeping in the distance, waiting for your next move She gives you roads to choose from Then tricks you when you least expect it
I tried to be strong But strong is not strong, And crying is not wrong If it happened again I would be weak I would not lie down and take it. I would cry and weep and make it impossible  for you
After a while you grow tired of hearing it.At first, it's the worst.How could you say that?How dare you say that?Who are you to tell me what I choose?  
Throbbing is the era of peace and hunger boiled into one being You are the completeness of fatigue and hard work built over my back
So I'll play my violin A scale, G scale, D and E Begins caving. Up and down the staff I'll go As the oceans flood and flow As the world is burning, burning I will play what I'd been learning.
There’s a ghost in the front seat of my car She’s twelve, maybe thirteen And cries as much as I do   She remains quiet against the music, or as I talk With green-gray doe eyes
Dear LittleVoice, I hope you know that you lost It's been almost three years now and even if you do come back, I'll be ready I know you now
For the life of me I can hear the sea Calling, calling, calling. And for the life of me I'm trying, trying, trying But for fear of the death of me... I don't. Don't. Don't.
Dear Morning, Its rough hand brought my day to night,I surrendered to it but tried to fight,For it was late and it was right,That it was time to say goodnight,Forever a good night whatever is,Forges memories me a livid kid,And now me as a thin old
Dear everyone, someone, anyone who will listen, Does the darkness scare you too? As its cold stare freezes your body; motionless. Its been around so long, I consider it a friend.
I need closure.   Set some things straight.   I was insecure and vulnerable, and no, I don't want to go on a date.   Why do you taunt me?    Stupid, silly, fate.  
There may be times when you are feeling down, when someone blows your rekindling ember, and you can't help but put the biggest frown, or raise the flag in white to surrender in front of many people who've shamed you
Dear Fear, This letter’s to the ghosts long dead, The monster in my closet And the one beneath my bed, The terror in the hallway, And the one within my head.  
Dear Failure,  Many say it is better to try and fail than to not try at all. For so long, the fear has told me, "No." "It is safer here." "Where no one tells you no."
ah, look at you. you’re a plum pit to me, a cratered seed of stability amidst rotting flesh, the nectar of bee stings rolling off you
You were my first love, At least that is what I thought. You messed up my life, Because now everything I do is related back to you.
Present in class, under the antiseptic light of the lecture hall my words infect the air, and my fat brass opinion dissipates into discussion. The next hand raises
Dear friend,   I love seeing you every morning.   Your presence makes me shutter.   I enjoy our small talk. It's nice.   Sometimes there's silence. It's nice.  
Dear Nerves,   Blame I cast, to you.   When I meet someone new and reach out to shake their hand
Have you ever dreaded to take a breath Not the kind that fills soft moist lungs But the kind that follows a silent death Let me go no further For I can see you I don’t have to be there
Dear Dubiety,    I wish to promulgate that poetry is not dead. But the style... each breath is taken to be lost in an enchantment of idealist fallacies.
Ok I can do this  Hi... There... No that’s not right  Hello, how’s it going? That’s not it either  Hey... Oh you’re gone.  
I'm incapable of feeling fear. I know everyone gets chills down their spines when the violins screech in a horror movie.
she's barely making it through each day  there's some days she just wants to throw her life away but nobody knows that because they dont look behind the mask maybe if they did  they would see just how much pain she is in 
Hi it's me again remeber the girl you forgot again remeber you said you'd be right back remember you left me to freeze in a shack Hi it's me again remeber when you told me we were best friends
Kicked in the stomach But standing straight  Smile on  But inside tears escape    Bruno mars and backseat singing  windows rolled down  highway swerving   
Dear Future,  My kidnapper, you sicken me!  Hiding me in a room called my conscious.  All I see is darkness.  All I’ve ever seen is darkness. 
Darling, Have you found the right route, or are you wasting time? Why do you keep all things in mind, in your mind? It's sad to see you go this way, but I must release you.
The black bird with a golden patch Flew away unable to hatch Her feet sore from the search She needed only a touch
My eyes blur, nails dig into my palm. thoughts weigh on me. drowning me into the depths of trepidation.  
i get scared on the longer days,   dear and you, inquisitive, know the blush…       ...the blushing reason why   i get scared
I can feel their love, feel how much they care. Yet, is it enough to keep me from the thoughts that lurk in the back of my mind, swiming in the pool of insecurites, splashing its poisonous water
They say love is easy but I know better I say love is hard and hurts because your heartsrings are tethered To someone else and as they move you follow but the pain when they rip out your heart is hard to swallow
List of Things You Do Not Understand:  
dear future me,    what the future holds, i do not know, for there is still so much to learn i know of so many feelings that i have yet to yearn 
Dear KMZ Who else would write to you but me? I know who you are even when you don’t. We know you’re struggling, and you blame the wall around you.
Why does he do such things? Or should I say Why doesn’t he do such things? It’s the little things that count Where are the little things?   Am I
You push me around, You say it's just harmless fun, Well that is, you say that to the teachers and adults. To me it's more than that. You force me to smile and say 'I am fine,' Even though, I'm not.
To the boy I loved in high school, I remember the day you told me Everyone has an addiction for some it’s smoking and others it’s binge drinking My addiction wasn’t nicotine or alcohol
Everyone wants love Till they feel the pain Then when without They crave it all the same Nothing can hold back The feeling of shame
I shall not be afraid,Fear is for the weak,Weakness is death. I shall not be afraid.Call me a freak,And I’ll take a deep breath. I shall not be afraid.Fear is binding,I am free.
So close.Close enough to admire the part in your hair, Close enough to study the creases of your face, From years of laug
Dear Fear, I have allowed you in my life for far too long. You have made my minor hardships become major, and forced me to lay silent when I want to speak.
Spring, summer, fall, winter Joy, passion, love, reality Seasons and emotions are one in the same Everybody has a favorite season Everybody has their own reason But the one thing that stays true
I burn the pages of my oldest notebooks, erasing the ages that have passed me by. I remember the old days, and cheerful jokes told paired with a longing gaze, and my calloused fingertips.
You taught me to fear You taught me to worry You taught me fake love You taught me to drink away the pain You taught me I was ugly and worthless
365 days ago the roof over my head was secure, paid for with my own money.  365 days ago I had 1 tiny window in a basement and I felt great pride because  365 days before that I was on the verge of homelessness. 
In the warmth of the brilliant, early morning sun, comes a shadow only I can see marinating in its holy scent the delicate gradations in between. It is a virus, a pathogen particular to you, but, as well,
Dear most loved lover,  I sat here ... and thought of you.  I felt something everytime you spoke, everytime you breathed.  I want to say it was fear because then I would have a reason to leave you,  -to protect me-
I am not who I seemI am not a good thingI am million broken piecesI am an empty evil thingI am a wall built around myselfI am protecting the things hiddenI have a million different masks
I tried for a slam poetry kind of rhythm:   Hey Earth, I'm sorry that you're feeling this way. I'm sorry that we're turing you from blue to grey. I'm sorry that I don't know what to do or say,
To my ex: I let you put me in that dark little corner and just above me hung a mobile of bones -- it drew the breath straight from my lungs.   Silent whispers slithered in and out my ears,
To You   To be someone without fear is to be someone without life So much to believe in, yet nothing to follow through the darkness, not even a light Be someone who needs, not wants
darling, you are broken and your ruins are the worst i have ever seen
Do you remember when we could finally date? I do You gave me this pink paper ring I could tell you spent hours making it for me I cherished that ring as if it was worth thousands Because to me, it did
Hearts  They beat; they break That heart break should not be created by those who claim to care Claiming to care is like saying I love you to a child Breaking a heart is like telling the same child you were joking
What is your fear? We all have fears. Some of us many, Some of us few. I'll tell you mine. You don't have to tell me yours. I'll just let loose my heart, And pray you won't crush it
The Weight of My Heart. By: Jordan Myrick
The world is at its true point…BeautifulNo more, for the world now seems ever so TwistedWe now know what’s to comeBecauseThe media even says the same thingSo it must be true
I am the only person in existence, sitting in the only room in existence, surrounded by a sea of darkness beneath a blackened sky, violent waves
Carved out of marbleI see a sea of white and blueThese marble masks you wear to alter your facesOut of fears forced on you
Woke up terrified,Told you I was fine, I lied.Did not see I cried.
Dashing through the trees,Frightened, and scratched, with bare feet,Breathing heavily.
The scarce embrace of  someone so distant,   Yet so warm you feel, just by  hearing their voice   And the dark cloud hangs over you, only because you want them there,  
I'm splitting apart Every version that I've been Wants to weigh in Romance takes her chance There's a gem of a truth I can believe in
  everything comes to an end and yet all time spent with you i wish would last for an eternity.   everything comes to an end
I walked below The neon lights. Dark sky flashed against the green of slavery. I puffed a cigar My jeans have holes My shoes are split like pistachios With my black socks
Aching, Screaming, Pounding Pain, Spin my world and Split my brain.   It hurts, It mars,
To yearn for happiness will bring aboutAn emotion that tears at my weak heartNo wisdom here found in deadly black artThe seeds of dissent this feeling will sproutPure happiness this seedling will wipe outOnly sadness and fear will it impartWithin
Fear overrides all other senses A fear of the unknown and undiscovered This emotion knocks down all defenses But to persevere now is to conquer  
after all these years she stopped the tears but she brought the fear of losing someone so dear
You Are the hope around my neck. The pendant on my chest rests on the Padlock to my blood that Stained all over the dress you stressed to see me-
Because I love you I believe your lies when you tell me I’m your everything   Because I love you I listen to your evil slurs when you drunkenly push me against the wall  
Do you want to know what my biggest fear regarding you is? Do you want to know what I worry about the most when I look at you?  
Silent shadows of the night Drawing near in the light Hiding in corners of the wall Stalking you down a narrow hall Voiced through whispers on the breeze Beware of that which you can see
Breathe in. It's two steps forward and three million steps back it feels like. Just when I think I'm alright, something like a smell or an uncomfortable feeling bashes me over the head with its malice.
maybe when you left my tears weren't because i lost you maybe because i was alone with my own thoughts maybe i was in love with the attention you gave me  maybe i was in love with you
What is this cloud that hangs over my head? It follows me like some form of dread,  Waiting, watching, readying the strike.  I fear the moment it drops its impaling spike.   
you stole something from me. pieces of me I can never get back, and all the others after you will try to rebuild me, like the toys they
It was slow, The crunch of the metal, The small throbbing glow, It made my eyes start to settle.   Most were just screaming,
How is it that I am still alive? How is it that today I am awake and maintaining hope that things will get better when I can feel myself spiraling out of control? There have been days...
Nothing is free In the grand scheme of things. But I want your lies tonight. Broken men have broken courage it's broken and miss construed. And I myself am broken. So let me have your lies like glue
I am afraid to close my eyes Hearing the emptiness when I awake Feeling any heart pounding against my ribs lungs constricting to leave me breathless. My head is spinning as I choke down a shriek
Lead hands, Too heavy to move, I would have built you a mountain. But I no longer care.   I just have one thing to say.   “Fuck you.”   I was bleeding stripes
The lily is the flower for a home. But Californian poppies make me feel so home sick Roses make me angry, and any flower from Britain Is a flower for a whore.   But lilies
I won't be happy when there's a frown on her face I won't fully rest when she's not by my side I won't relax if I'm not sure that she's safe   I love those quirks she calls flaws
I love you I love you tooForever?Forever PromiseHe walked me to my class Kissed my innocent lips He was late to classI got out and there he was Smiling happy He had practice after school I waited He texted mePractice was terrible, againHe was madK
Like fruit, the balance of life is in the ripe and ruin...
Time takes and time destroys. but in many ways it gives me joy. Father time won't receive my message. so staying young about a question. I will continue to grow and change.
I feel the wind blowing Against my fare skin The cold giving me Chills up my spine As I walk the single brick pavement Gravel grinding against my aching feet
Faintly shimmers the moon against the red sky. Red like fire, or blood. And read like a book. It sprawls out like the text of some demented God. Painting with words and elucidating with language
Rapunzel, Rapunzel had a lot of hair So thick, so dense No stylist would dare   She stayed in a tower In the middle of town Combing and spraying Detangling and braiding  
You see, the hood was red for a reason.  The wolves had every reason to fear her. She was merciless, no charm and no amount of begging would suffice.  She carried other things in that basket of hers.
Less than a year before I leave So short time I can hardly believe As that day approaches I start to reminisce About all the things I'm going to miss.   My friends, my peers it has been six years
Last night, my eyes were heavy;I was having trouble sleeping again,The room so dark I could not see,My skin raw, itching, and paper thin,
Humanity is lost and afraidAs I sit here todayI see our world enragedOur soldiers are far awayPolicemen are dying and going to their gravesI look up at the stars and I hear a voice within my heart say
A fire flickers in the hearth, warm and cheering, Glowing and growing, its essence my heart searing.
Slip, over moss and leaves, Over the land that breathes, I am the Serpent,
I. Heavens flicker and take fire. The Earth takes its final breath Trembling, Stained, Defiled. Dreams gained with certain loss
I waited, for a response from you, a mere whisper perhaps.   To a torn heart thrown at you, carved with my surrender.   A plea for my liberation, saying " I won't longer wait for you".
[(I was 15 at the time I wrote this.)]   Because I'm not like you, you fear me, you hate me, you torture me. I refuse to be like you. I fear you, I hate you, I run from you.
Little Miss Magic of sweet song and sound. Little Miss Magic of perfect balance and crown. Little Miss Magic of passion and care. Little Miss Magic consumed by love and redacted of fear. 
It was pure luck I saw her from far away From the darkness of the brush And I prepare my jaws to crush   Her name was Little Red
    The wind howls across the bank Be not afraid, weakness will break The darkness knows where to lay
Do you ever wanna cry but the tears won't come?For the fear, and the shame, and whats been done.Do you ever wanna cry but the tears are drowned?All you left with is an angry frown.
Why do we fear thunder? Thunder can’t hurt you It’s just a sound.   Why do we fear gunshots? Gunshots can’t hurt you They’re just a sound.   Why do we fear screaming?
I am fifteen years old and I think I own the world. I have a boyfriend and he loves me. He yells at me but that is okay, he loves me. He shoves me but that is okay, he loves me.
Once upon a time A girl loved a boy. A bewitching boy. A boy she had never met A boy she only knew from afar But a boy she loved nonetheless.   One day the girl got a message
This looks like jump to me You are a cockroach
Don't let me fall, I'm already on the edgetrying to lean backwards,but the wind blew and blewI don't want to tumbleI don't want to loseBut I just can't help it,the wind is blowing me to you
Your voice haunts me. Your image dances in my head. I cannot escape this feeling that's been filling me with dread. I am in a constant cycle of anxiety and despair, 'cause every time I go to sleep,
Red eyes Black hair Tan scarred skin It holds The appearances Of me, But is it me? I cannot be sure Whether it is  Just a fear of mine Or an actual part Of me
There Coming To Get you Barbara
Late at night I lie awake Pray the lord my soul to take And if I fall asleep tonight  Don't let me see the morning light. 
The Children of Never Light the more I see through open eyes, fools come my way with alibis playing the game of chance with mankind; I touch a shattered sky with a broken heart,
I stock shelves at a grocery market for money. It's what I do. Not who I am. But I saw some flowers sketched onto a can. It was a vine of flowers. Coiled around the "S" on the words "Green beans"
Boom! The sound of another gun shot.  Breaking news! Another murder. Seek shelter! Another flood.  What is this?  It is a mad world, but also a bad one. 
A small bottle A brush  Heavy paper   Covered in crevices    And teeth           Pressure       It takes pressure
I used to fear What I didn't know I used to worry About my future I used to cringe At the thought of love I used to think All guys Were the same Then you Came around
They say you see someone’s soul Through their eyes I see their souls In the money they Slide into my jacket  
One upon a time there was a girl with hair of gold She was locked away in a dark tower, or so I'm told. But the truth is, Rapunzel did not want to go outside The last time that Gothel asked her to go out, she cried.
Holocaust Holocaust...Trapped..Like the fires of Hell, Destroyed the old and the young Millions suffered the agony and despair Holocaust...Covered in bruises,
The pounding of your fist at the door of my chest Can no longer withstand what you tell it to No matter the number of times you use your sultry words to beckon it to life
Inside I am broken All but the sound of my heart Hands grip around my neck, choking Tearing me apart   I lay emotionless Listening to the my heart beat Feeling it pounding in my chest
I did the right thing.   It became clear that no one else shared my concern. There was a gun In my dorm Somewhere behind a closed door
America, land of the free. America, home of the brave. America, home of the immigrant.   Change is seen as scary, terrifying,
hello; i know your out there. are you also made of fear?  are you father of the shadows? are you things, both hidden and queer? more felt than seen; a rainbow with no gleam.
                     And I see him in someone's sideways smirk,                               someone's endless brown eyes,                             someone's smile when they laugh.  
Who would've thought a world like ours could be so mean, demeaning lives for financial stability, who would've thought time could go so fast, eight years seemed to just fly past, it's a shame that making the world great again means depriving all t
America is number one! You’re right, we are number one; Number one in military spending. Number one in people imprisoned. Number one in discrimination. In prejudice. In arrogance.  
I sit here in the morning Sipping my coffee. Every single day Something stops me. I read the news,  A disaster here and there, A sprinkle of protest,  A dash of terrorism,
I told you I was water. You said you loved the rain. Yet, my touch made you shiver. And it turns out That depth terrifies you. And I, Well I was the ocean. -Harleigh Stillwell 4-12-17
I cried on election night. Frozen in fear as I stared at my phone,  I tried to not imagine my friends being dragged away beaten, bruised, barebacked like the kids in the history books when another man said
Can I try to escape from All my nightmares and demons Soon this era will be done The truth of time is too blunt To not cut like a sharp knife
p { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; } Like the dying dwindling fire The embers rekindle Life As the dog left All alone Still protects his bone   Like the burnt out Mother
College. Death. Sheer dropoff, cliff A black abyss Never return, no one's ever come back Disappeared, never heard from again Move on, other people What a gift you'll be to some
I am proud of America. I am proud to live in a land of rights for all. I am proud to follow in the footsteps of those who came before.  
Hate is in the air People feel manipulated and pushed back and forth.  Many take advantage instead of giving back. Morality is non-existent during this time of necessity. 
We laugh and play in the rain as it soaks through our clothe each drop clinging to our skin like the morning dew upon the grass. We look up and smile at the ashened clouds
The Pain of Death   There comes a time in everyone’s life When their hearts are filled with pain and strife Where they wish time would go back
I am what you call a latina Just another mexican niña I am what you call a pansexual Once again another ignored label   America the Great
There is this girl Who can´t help but Feel like an outcast Even in a room of people Where she is supposed  To be able to be herself  She calls herself the outcast the outcast, the outcast
When I was a kid, I used to watch horror movies with my dad I would shake with fear, with my teary eyes hid.   He would tell me: “You have to distinguish The reels from reality.”  
    Heavy breathing pounding heart sweaty palms shaky arms A worried mind and no place to hide
I remember The stones They way they pelted.   I remember The girls The way they laughed.   I remember The fear The I fought not to tremble.   I remember
Her eyes, So deeply unsettling, As I watched The tragedy unfold.   Her hair, Tangled in his fist, Was used
What’s your worst nightmare?   Is it The way water Engulfs you, Imprisons you, And slowly steals your breath?   Or,
Away from you. Away from pain. Away from judgement. What’s to gain?   Everytime you said the note was flat.
I use to share poems with my name attached  but then I was told I should stop so my name was detached  because the statement made my confidence drop.   What if she was right? Was I just wasting my time
Welcome to the carnival of life Where brilliance shines, flashing lights Where memories are our currencies Where affection is shared like cotton candy Where strength is measured in courage
Welcome to the carnival of life Where brilliance shines, flashing lights Where memories are our currencies Where affection is shared like cotton candy Where strength is measured in courage
  I wish I could shut off all the voices in my head, just for a moment. I wish i could make people understand. No matter how hard I try it seems impossible.
I thought I knew how I feltThought i had dealt with these old feelingsNow they got me reeling   I thought I knew who to loveWhere my heart would lead meNow they make me doubt who to be  
Some daySome wayI'll find a way to say these things I keep insideFind a way to tell you what is on my mindOne of these days I'll find the words insideFind a way to express these things I feel for you
Under the surfaceResides an unknown girlDifferent from the one exposed to the worldI hide her insidewhere no one can seeBut this girl, the one trapped beneath the surface, is the real me.
I hope I hope I hope That someday I will not be afraid No I hope That I will be afraid but able
I have reached a point in my life where I wake up most days feeling somewhere between “okay” and so goddamn happy That I feel like a kid climbing a tree who has just reached a branch
I am running away to California to taste the salt water and journey as long as possible along the road traveled by men with pens and lines to trace over Like pirates come to pillage all meaning from the street signs like,
  To my Dearest, Sky,
Death is something most people hate. I can absolutely relate. You left a mark on my skin that is unseeable. Although I feel for it. It’s unreachable
I gotta go
Tears are slowly accumulating At the corner of my eye I hold my stomach aching in pain Each successive breath is slowly becoming too difficult to make
"You're gifted; if only you'd apply yourself," he's told for eleven years. "They don't know me like I know myself." The boy loves but envies his peers. "No awards to be shown on my shelf,"
Far away I left my fears  Become strong enough  To control them all.   
I am alone. Or, am I really? What hides in the shadows? Is my fear truly gone?   I have flown through many ways, Speeding the only test I know. I move wrong, but I can't back-track,
Unwanted, I feel unwanted like a useless  plastic bag floating in the wind.
Classes, assignments presentations in particular, they get us so stressed out. Let's stick with the presentations, for the moment and think about this: how prevalent the fear of public speaking is.
It has been said That lions are the fiercest of beings Strong jaws, sharpened teeth -  Ready to pounce.    Every day the lion waited I saw him around corners Prowling in the distance
Oh, fear. Oh, pain.  How we had each other's numbers. Oh, fear. Oh, pain. How we knew each other so well.   How you sought me in the dark, In the night, in my sheets.
I never opened up to someone afraid of being hurt. I kept them away with fake smiles and a simple I'm okay. I am afraid of people. I am afraid of myself. I am afraid of having my heart shattered 
2016: The Year Fear Took Over   You Think it will be the best year You Think you will grow You Think you will change
No matter how much I try,I've failed to succeed.Every word I have spoken,is constantly breaking me.Ripping at my heart,tearing at my soul. I've told myself this is better,you won't get hurt this way.
I smile to keep from crying Everyday I spend my hours trying To keep my self denying That I'm not afraid of dying
Failure is a creature of the darkness, But I can see it clear as day. A monstrous entity of terror, Feeding off the smallest of insecurities. Its grasp is ever tightening,
Your heart thrums loudly in your ears, All of your dispairs seem so near, The dark evelops you in fear. Your sweaty palms clutch your sides, Hoping to hold together what's inside,
I remember.  I remember the fears. I remember the confusion. I remember the pain. I especially remember the lonliness. I remember the tears. I remember the depression. I remember the disdain.
683 miles from home I flew no longer at home but in a whole new world A place so different so clean a fresh a second chance of  home to beat the rest  New friends new foes a few up and a lot of downs but still I am here 
I am a Man of God. I ask myself, "Are you living like a Man of God?" Humph... Something is just not right... Why are these things happening to me? Why am I hearing these voices? Get away fear!
The shakes, the nerves, the trembles of absolute fear I feel in the tiny hands attached to me.  They control me. They make one motion that consumes my focus entirely.  I am drowning in a sea of my anxiety.
Mother you promised me With pinkies and wallahi’s and everything in between You promised we would be free   Every day I wake up wanting to flee With soundtracks of bombs and screams foreseen
Senior Year: Second semester College freshman: Second semester Prom, graduation, ditch day, freedom Fear, home sick, scared, broken A year of love and excitement
Never know the pain,         of not know if tomorrow,               will come. Seeing death every day.  Drug overdoses to Cardiac Arrest
Encrusted red splattered walls Red spotted floors Serve to remind me How everything I do Is wrong in his eyes Those bloodshot eyes Coming home every evening With flammable breath
A light that beckons from a lamp. The yearning of our innocence, the drawing to our roots. It beckons you forth from the dark, it promises light and warmth. It is only there.
I'm done hidding in the shadows. Let the poeple come with their words as daggers, and their glares as swords. Let the people come with their arrogance that buries hopes and dreams
2016 - The year my hopes and dreams Were supposed to come true. Somehow blue As a blue bird I flew Up and away from high school
She gave up that retirement plan So she could become all that she can Pushing away the money vice She knows what it means to make a sacrifice   Gripping on the helm of fate Praying it's never too late
I was soft, vulnerable Turned hard and worn The toughened exterior Protected me Until others peeled back the layers And saw me there Afraid to move forward Stuck in place.
If a butterfly flaps it's wings in Texas 
I never thought something invisible could run my every day. Anxiety is like a water balloon, it fills and fills until finally it explodes blurring your vision drenching every part of you.
There was a time not so long ago When my mind was like a ball of yarn Tightly wound Thread upon strict thread And I was certain of one thing: My shape would not change And I would remain as I was
About this time last year, I thought I knew what stress was, as I walked through the iron gates of a gold and purple castle, waiting for Nostradamus to tell me my fate, taking classes that I thought I would hate.
Fort Ticonderoga 1775   Blue Saxophone Tied like a yellow bus I peel and quake And surround myself
   All there is left is a warrior inside.           
my consciousness sputters like a dying engine the pulsations of my brain slowing, shaking (muscles too slug-like to function)   beat, rest, beat, rest
A blade seems friendly  It is anything but A manipulating tool And in my head it now haunts. It once kicked away the Numbness  That stalked my daily life And locked away Anxiety 
why have I become so dependent on something so temporary? why does my happiness bank on your warm touch why can’t I smile unless you hold me
Ive published at least 96 poems  have written a hundred more and yet not a single word  has truly captrued this that i feel this great anxious feeling like something is coming something is coming.
 My mind can't keep calm, all the screaming and beating me, making my mind numb...dumb...less alive. Feeling a mixture of self loathe and happiness in my mind. Taking control of my common sense and free will.
As junior year drew very near, I wondered what would come of this next year. Would I get into the college of my dreams? Would it be as difficult as it seemed?   I feared for my future, so delicate and frail
Seventeen years of life experience and I'm still not qualified for the job, because everyone thinks I'm either too young or too dumb. Pressured by society to look thin and tan, but we can hardly face each other man to man.
I tried to tell you      When I was twelve years old     That I was experiencing something I couldn't nor wanted to explain    
We might not know where we belong But we must figure it out We just have to stay strong And not just sit and pout
Showering in my own tears. Thinking about all my fears. My eyes, will they clear? I can't control them They keep coming out. Alone but surrounded. My pain going down the drain.
he was so bright God, he was bright he made my skin burn when he touched it he made my heart race,  air so thick I couldn't get a breath like the hottest day of mid-July. yes, he was bright
While my heart does bleed For new life never born My mind does heed The pain of a mother torn The decision to forestall Life's seed to full bloom Is a powerful anguish of hellish gloom
What mind enlightened of God Could reconcile a forsaken entrustment... To guardian the yet unborn? What eye that sees by Light Could blind itself this darkest deed?
So here’s how it goes.I breathe my life into the wind and the mists carry it to the sea
Adolescent so close to Metamorphosis,Yet so far from reality.Driven by waning time,For time cannot be conquered.‘Tis passing, but my mental state,It was not;
The way you look into my eyes shows your hunger. You don’t want me. You want my body. When I see you my brain activates fight or flight.
You took me out on adventures all the time, knowing i had anxiety, saying it was fine. You didn't let my fears take over- every event was another step closer to feeling free from the anxiousness that was attached to me.
All alone I walk through land I stepped on Looking for the cradle of the gusty wind The wind that accords glee throughout every minds Until contentment passed through and sing lullabies
I still hear the children playing, They have their own homes now. I still hear the horses running, They have passed away now. I still hear the rain falling,
A lone girl holds her mother’s hand “What are they doing? We have done nothing wrong.” The next things her mother said were sung in a lullaby song--
  If the only thing to fear is fear itself I find it funny that I'm so scared to be Courageous. I am most scared when no one expects me to stand up.
A glass of the reddest wine one can find, a familiar face sitting across from you, yet it is one that you cannot define. Who could it be or what could it be? Does it have the capability to see?
The sad begging blue eyes Almost bring tears to my eyes. Almost.   The tiny warm smile Almost makes a matching grin. Almost.   The pitter patter of tiny feet Almost makes me laugh.
A ravenous hunger A wolf I am Creeping up on it's prey   Silent but so deadly Stalking the night It's good to be afraid   A girl I used to be A wolf I am
Fear of being myself. Fear of being someone else. Fear of rejection. Fear of my brother and his harsh words that harden my heart.
Somehow,I manage to get out of bed each and every day.I get up, get ready, and get to work. Surprisingly,People look at me with admiration for this feat."How are you so motivated?" they ask.
They're here, And I have so much fear. They tell me to die, And I can't help but cry. They hold me down, And make me want to drown. They love the night, And it gives me such a fright.
I want to run I want to be free Wouldn't that be fun? I could be someone besides me   I long to flee And be done with this place There's so much to see I'd leave without a trace  
One two, down up And there she goes She flies high Smiles bright   Two, three, four One two and down Feet back on the ground We cheer   A pause for the boys
Excess is success But it's also destruction I'm trying to suction the Thoughts out of my mind   That scream I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine I'm not fine, and the reason why
The racing of our imaginations --you argue, perhaps, that is our incentive?Lives without incentives are insane,and insanity with incentive is life.And how can we know what is beyond our mountains,
Looking up,  
I'm sick I'm out of my head  
Locker 1453. I left a part of myself behind your door on the last day of seventh grade; you wheezed and sputtered when I opened you,  but I didn't mind; for you had become a strange sort of companion
[ Me writing a letter to death] October 10th.. Sending this letter from DeVonte, to.... to.., Im going to start off this letter saying i dont like you, I fear of you but I will fight you,
I’m still standing here with scars on my cheeks and red dots on my hands that scream when I touch  the scabs they have become -    all too suddenly and all to quietly I can hear myself 
You despise me, yet I desire you. It's comical, they say, the way we banter. We smiled then. I don't smile now. You left me behind for bigger things;
Raised by ads on MTV                  faces on CNN                  words on screens                  and people without depth I am the product of pixels and vectors-  
If I am lost in a storm of doubts or a cloud of fear, call Lindsey. If I cannot find the will to go on, get Maggie. If I am in need of light or laughter, text Isabelle or Michelle.
It is a cruel world out there But, we must find the strength to live It cannot stay cloudy forever Something has got to give Everyone goes through the struggle That is where we learn the lesson
I get in bed, not wanting to go to sleep. I wake up, not wanting to be alive. When will my pain disappear?   Outside, the flowers are blooming. Inside, the spirits are dying.
Time is too short As the seconds tick on, we hear the moments of our life ebb away Slowly, slowly, with each passing day we feel the future
In... Out... From ragged and quick  To slow and steady  Breathing The first breath I hear in the morning is his and hearing that deep, content sound make facing my fears
What do we fear the creepy crawlies under our bedor is it the wondrus voice inside our headkilling my thoughts until braindead 
My heart is best decribed as being a bird in a bottle, with fleeting wings beating against glass lungs.   It sits on the border of yesterday's panic and tomorrow's desperation,
They say beauty is painAnd she's beautifully brokenShe's left hallow and emptyBut her thoughts go unspoken
I'm shaken, I'm shaking but not from the thunder pretty soon then, my heart booms but not from the lightning The weather outside is nothing compared to the way I feel when anxious, hyper, and scared
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone. True. Those are the lyrics to a song, but let’s be real here for a moment. You know you need me, just flat out admit it.
He holds onto me Even when I loosen my hold on Him He holds onto me Even when I feel I'm letting go   My hand's sweaty with fear Worn with temptations Disjointed with pride
Outpourings of my soul Pathways to my mind Overflows of my heart Portraits of the “real me” inside   Desire and dream dancing oh so freely Fear and pain relenting as they lose secrecy
It's been a whilesince demons have last made a home in mine,since I've last drowned in a sea of wordsseeing so many race across my eyes,but being unable to grab the right ones.Every time it happens, I'm afraidI always sink.  It's been a while sinc
 you are stronger than you think;  strong enough to come back from the brink strong enough to write what i can't say; strong enough to save someone else's day you'll always be strong enough
 I'm shedding tears for all the people we've lost just this year. From senseless violence to overgrown conspiracies, can't you see the enemy? They hide in plain sight so no can ever see.
All the feelings I have choked down have finally ignited in my stomach. All the words I cannot say (as they are not “acceptable”) have given over to acidity, and begun to boil in my belly. 
Because the things she loved most Had been taken away From her,She learned To have compassion For those who were afraid Of losing theirs.  
The rostrum is enveloped in dust. Walking on laminate, my legs are weak, echoing the footprints before me. A foot catches on wires, serpentine on the glossy platform. Trembling, I do not crack, I do not turn to stone.
The Lonely Star Fear is Strong Although I know it to be Wrong I keep singing it's song But what is fear  That we might clear The painful sphere here  Fear is nothing more than a bad dream
I should be sleeping, Smiling at sweet and happy dreams, But instead I lay here in bed, Anxiously awaiting day break. I fear closing my eyes, And wandering into my head
What is fear?   Is it the monster hiding in the closet? Or is it the disembodied screams of the night? Is it the like tremors of an earthquake?
Poetry found me by my bedside table, heart contained within a dimly lit mind, I could not find the light switch.   Poetry found a foolish girl, one with storybook hands,
Lord, I am a sinner. This I know for certain, Yet I am not actively working towards self betterment.   Lord on the rare occasion that I get down on my knees to reach you, Most times I do not know what to say.
I ask about love, And if I can ever find it. But how can I expect someone to love me, When I don't love myself? How can I expect respect, When I tear myself down? How can I expect anyone to trust me,
"Does death frighten you?" she asked as she sipped her warm coffee. I replied with a simple "No." Sitting across from the interviewer. An easy answer to such a complicated question.
You looked and behold, Over the horizon approaching fast, Engulfed by the orange beauty of the sunset, you saw a man.   A man approaching slowly like a viscous liquid, And fast as light.
I fear change. Change is different and I like the way things are. But I know change will come no matter what, so I welcome it. I have to embrace change or things will never get better.
I'm writing, I keep on writing My mind is speeding through with so much rhyming. I'm looking at the news seeing what it's protraying about August 9, 2014. Listening closely, and catrefully about what they're saying.
Fear of failing. Fear of failing as a friend. Fear of failing as a daughter. Fear of failing as a girlfriend. Fear of failing as a sister. Fear of failing as a person.
  I am not alone, I can feel their hands clutching at my heart, Listening to it like the ticking of a time bomb, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 ,
Keeps me on my toes like a dancer  Watch my words curtsey at the end of each line Enunciating as if my words didn't fall short with country Not ready to confess, but I'll write 
I am an emotive voice expressed through pen and paper, but once was uncapable of being heard  because six plus years of bully beat downs made fear seal every word.   
Pursuit of happiness, liberty, and life, tell yourself that it is how it is But where’s happiness and liberty when there’s no life to begin with? Don’t make no sense   Ever since 2008, Obama has been on the debate
All my life I wished to be special. I've never been quite sure why and perhaps I never will but I always dreamed of being unique.
In my dreams, the nightmares of my mind,My subconscious torments me, Bringing me horror as I sleep.Making me debate whether sleep is friend or foe,
I love being alone,I hate being lonely.I wanna run awaybut I want you to hold me.You're a beautiful rosebut I'm afraid of your thornsI wanna open up to youbut I don't want your scorn.
I love you terribly so. My biggest fear would be seeing you go.
Inability to communicate To Elaborate To Speak It is quite a terrible fate  One which should not be cursed Even upon those that you hate Yet here I was  Crying
PAY ATTENTION Get ready for this intervention People are dying Children are crying Men are lying
Dear Fear- I apologize for the silly rhyme, But it’s time we had a talk. You see, I've been meaning to write this for a while
It's hard to see how close we are to the edge. We'd be dead with just one step. Just one move--we'd lose our way. Every day, on the brink of insane   A fragile line to separate the sides
I stopped looking for monsters under the bedWhen I came to see they lived in my headWhoever tells of a monster that hidesNever had one to abide besideOh, full of scorpions is my mind
Its blue depths strike fear, What life lies within its murk? I need no answers.
This is me This is all you get I would give more if i could but my soul is spent   Stand beneath my broken heart and drink from the fountain of youth All I have is my family
So, there is Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas...and I want to experience it. Feel death just beneath my grip, as a lazy smile and a witty quip. Unfamiliar like home, somewhere nonexistent, where I don’t belong. Steel buses and late night rushes, clo
Her skin: soft as the edge of her sword And her hair: carved from the volcanic ashes. Her heart: away from advancing toward His hardline lips; and her faint eyelashes: Disguising keys to his grave, shallow as--
You don't know how much it hurt  When you came home collapsing. Words slurred together into a sentence, At least that's what I think it was. You stumbled like a baby taking its first steps,
You want a perfect poem. With a beginning, middle, and end.A perfect little thing that makes you feel fantastic with a good ending.Of nature, that makes you see the light of things that can't be seen.That is not this poem. Beginning.
Barrier of who go banana As they have a face thunder, As they lead to the intolerable on my infatuations.
I'm frightened of my destructive vision People will scream and shout ruinning my self-esteem The expression from this pen is my  addiction The only way to create without it going  down stream  
Rise in the morning, to know something is wrong. Enter class to see blurs of movement and shades. A panicked breath and a step back. It is too late.  
lights break down silence swifts through open windows empty fears scrawling through the brain dark imaginations flairing into shadow images blur emotions quavering inside the soul warm breath spewing
Why don't I just kill myself? Already you're worrying, letting out a moan And Questioning my mental health As you dial 911, Fearing that I'll soon be a dial tone
Why don't I just kill myself? Already you're worrying, letting out a moan And Questioning my mental health As you dial 911, Fearing that I'll soon be a dial tone
Humans are Ignorant; Illiterate and Inexperienced. We live in a world Poisoned by Greed.
It pounds through My bloodstream Paralyzing And choking I can't see Anymore What's important It sits in the back Waiting for me To notice But I'm stuck  At the front
It started with me falling in love No not like that I didn’t fall in love with a boy, or girl, a moment in time But I fell in love with words At the tender age of three
You rant to the sky and lay blame to the earth, for it's gravity is keeping you from flying. As passionate as you are, your fire starts to die as the sunlight begins to fade.
I'm not a fan of falling, Tripping over compliments is not my calling, Your hands reached out: pushed me, Your touch too soft to hold onto, The descent shushes me,
Heart Beating A Mile A Second What Did I Do? I Was Going In The Limit Range Did I Cross Someone Over? Or Uncorrectly Switched A Lane? Get Yourself Together Cant Let Them See You Bothered
I'm afraid.   I'm afraid of love Of happiness Of how much they cost. What do I have to lose  To gain.   I'm afraid of you the most. I'm afraid of how I notice you.  
Fear. A devil straight from hell Causes anger to swell Fear. A demon With long wings Laced with blood Dripping down Like a butterfly after rain The eyes
Can anyone love me? Would anybody be willing to withstand My horrible insecurity, The side of me I hide? Would you be willing to tell me  It will be alright, When you know I don't believe you?
fearful of my eyes, my mind, my lips spitting out someone else's secrets at any given second i could explode and everything within me the restrictions of tongue.
today i saw the trees bloom. i saw their buds unfurl, miniature fingerlings reaching into the world, and i-i forgot about how you made me feel. i won’t let you off that easy, no, 
my body remembers yours. I see film stills of the small imprint  of a heart against the flushed skin  of your neck, where the necklace  had pushed against your breath. i went to church once, and you are 
(i’m going to tell you a story today, a story that reads like a nursery rhyme that’s how common it is, and i’m going to tell you all the parts, all the facets of it that show a different picture like the faces on a diamond slowly turning
What is this you seek? Trying to find a way out? Do not run away.
I wish I could have told you how I felt.
The monster knocks,knocks knocks, collectively at our minds and lingers there daring to be moved away from its throne. Fear they call it, reigns over our thoughts
The Fallen Angel is Dying-- The pain comes in strides Chained down to Earth, left alone; tortured by her other side Her wings--they droop to shame, as sound stops and begins
You and I were like fire and gasoline, each time we saw each other, you inflamed me my mind, my soul, my heart was alive but then the depression hit me and I was just trying to survive.
Here I sit, My first job... Application on the table next to me. I fill it out, Not sure what hours I want to work, Or what date I'll be available, Or even if I'll get an interview.
I’m scared Not of the when and where But whether you actually cared I'm not prepared for a harsh truthThese days all we have is a misled youth
its the fear that eats away at me this feeling between my legs it isnt arousal its fear its the sound that eats away at me this feeling in my chest it isnt love its fear
Broken wings Shattered piece of mind Trapped on Earth Unending time No way back No way home Surrounded by evil No place to roam Good is evil And evil is here
Darkness envelopes within the soul. Consuming first from the edges like a t-shirt stained with blood We look into ourselves for hope
Hello Darkness,
As I gaze into his eyes I can tell the difference between your warmth and his. I compare his love and yours And that’s when I realized
Over the clouds, radience I see; Under the radience, a nest; Over the nest, a fire set on the tree; Under the tree, a hunterat his best; Over the hunter, a need to flee; Under the fear, the end of his quest.
Every time I look to my watch, on my wrist, I see the scars that remind me of my past, The cuts that haunt my dreams, The memories that will forever be there, Reminding me that all I was in life is an failure,
A white cloak wraps around me I’m not cold, not on the outside I pull it closer still Maybe I can stop the cold   I see you walk away
  Fear, something everything is born with It can’t be washed away or forgotten Whether it be a child’s fear of monsters in the dark
Was it me? Could it be? A violent storm inside of me? It wouldn't be.   Yet it feels like so, no matter how many times I say "no." I wish it wasn't so, even my heart says "no."  
so many emotions my body can't contain  continuously being suffocated like an un-oxygenated flame if someone would put me out how grateful i would be for my emotions--never ending--are shifting like the trees
I fear of tonight I fear for the drive home Not of what I will come home to- But of what may happen later on I fear of closing my eyes and seeing something Beautiful something miraculous 
I don't know how to write a poem when I don't know what to say When I don't want to stick around but I'm too numb to run away And I don't know what to say because that fear was all I knew But I don't feel anything now and
the monster in my dreams who is it who tortures me? with no answer to my plea  a silent scream I will release  because of what I see, in these grusome scenes I am wishing they would cease 
I've got the scars on my heart to prove my pain After this I will never be the same You say I only have me to blame But you, the liar, should feel ashamed I've got scars on my heart to to show why I cry
I am a bird I am free to fly wherever I want But I choose to stay in my nest There are people out there who's job is to hunt But my nest is the best and I choose not to stray I love my nest
Sad little boy how could you stay sad little boy you ran away from the life you left behind the lies you spoke the harm you'e caused the pain you've caused in knowing...  
Haikus Inside, there is war. The heart and mind, They quarrel. Like kindred beings.   Fell between the cracks. Shortcomings, All too common.
Painful yet joyous, Love can cause smiles and tears. It's what we live for.   Can't live without love? Love gifts you to feel alive; while risking heartbreaks.
I have you fooled. You can do this, It’ll be okay, It’ll work out, Just more lies through my teeth. I’m a foe disguised as a friend,
Mr. Fear said,             “Look for your feelings inside yourself,             But don’t plagiarize from a bookshelf.”   I wonder if I can. I suck at writing. It’s almost like I’m fighting
You.. You were so beautiful.. You were so beautiful, but not like your attractiveness,I was attracted to you for you gave off the feeling of home.. Safety.. Love.. The feeling I needed. You were so beautiful and so large..
Hunting tools, Fire, Coexisting, Art, Boats, Wheel, Guns, Electricity, Phonograph, Gold, Evil, Conflict, Hate, War, Heartache, Fear...
There are some things I just knowThoughts come fast and thoughts come slowEvery thought of you twists into meLove's everlasting agony
It has always struck me as odd, the idea that “loving you” and “losing you” are only one letter apart. This small difference is proved
      take it step by step                           I say when I feel like I need to run        take it breath by breath                           I say when I feel I took my last one        take it hit by hit 
Stranded am I, by this enslaving isle of fear. Captured am I, by its fell whispers in my ear. Where can I go? Where can I run?   Surrounded am I, by the ocean of worry.
Its been 1 year and 1 month being with you, being a boyfriend... Do I love it? Yes Do I love you? Fuck yes Do you love me? Yeah...you do Are you beautiful? Oh yeah
To live without contact is to never feel a thing, To live without humanity is to throw away compassion, I shall never live without human contact. I do not crave discrimination, corruption, or demoralization.
Fear is hazel. It looks like the scared soul screaming behind the eyes. It looks like muddled puddles of tears.   Fear is hazel. It sounds like the muffled purr of a cat in pain.
I need fear. Fear drives me. Comfort hinders success. I have never worked hard than when fear was just behind my heels.   I don’t believe in being comfortable while working hard.
Author's Note: I am extremely proud of this poem. I entered it into San Mateo's City Arts contest and recieved an honorable mention, and didnot have any intention, and did not follow the theme. So I hope you all enjoy this poem.
writing about Death without beingunoriginaland depressing ishard. for  
i wake up to pale sunlightfiltering through my pink curtainsstaining my eyelids a sleepy rosemy fingers wander to my bed framesmooth and white, embellished with seashells
poison tears Rain, rain, go away,Because of you the pain will stay.Slit my throat, cut out my heart,Leave me here, tear it apart.
Tangled in words unspoken, Cut by dreams that are broken, With open eyes I stare in wonder  At this world so sundered. I'm afraid to speak, Terrified to dream, For my fragile heart is easy to shatter.
For a very long time, I was alone; not because I wanted to be, but rather because of the way that I would stare at the sky and be amazed by the clouds that would float like tiny castles in the sky.
It is something that is invisible and difficult to see yet at the same time you know something is wrong with me the feeling of an invisible knife that pierces through the heart
Alone I sit in the dark, Cold, broken, torn apart. Shackled to a wall of fears, Tied down by my own tears. My voice stuck deep in my throat, I reach to grasps the words that choke,
Love is such a common thing in poetry, Or rather should I say lust? Because truly what does love have to do With those things that are discussed?   But my poetry is filled with pain,
Love, What is this thing we call love? Does it even exist? Some say it does, Others will say it doesn't! Do we really have to go through such horrible heartbreaks to find true love? Do we have to make ourselves feel so horrible to find that one pe
Love you I can never not Or never ought Nor never thought I'd ever not be able to stop Able to fight Wary my flight
Sometimes when I think about you, I feel slightly disappointed in myself. To know that I let my guard down; to know that I let you in without thinking twice about slamming the door shut behind me.  
Can you imagine what it would mean Were I to follow you in the hunt? Were I to put my hollow dreams Out into the sun with a strong-willed punt.  
Blink The worst things happen when All I can see is the back of my eyelids Blink But blink fast or you'll miss everything But how would you know? You're eyes are closed
I'm out in the streets, blowing off steam. My body tall, my body lean. I wear a hood to better shield me from the night. I never knew to someone, it would bring such fright.
The mirror's peers peering  Into the glass mask erected to hide  That he takes advantage of their selective hearing  To conceal the burning hell inside  Terrified that the mirror's fears blazing 
Heavy breathing  Emotions seething  Mirror stumbling in the darkness  Chest and lungs heaving  Reflections causing pain so heartless Now crying, curled up and screaming    Panic   
If I showed you the happiness that you do to me, would you stay? Even just for one more day. Cause I know I'm a wreck lately, and I've been nothing but a pain. Do we have anything left to gain?
fear is the mayor and the villain in every heart, clasping closed on faith he snips out everything you believe in and replaces with worry doubt, and despair- hope is all gone
He held the gun to my head And asked me for my innocence. I stood there, silently memorizing his distinct features. His deep, dark black eyes had a certain murkiness like the reflection of the moon
I wish I could eat my pen. And the ink inside it, and all the paper in my notebooks, And all the books I've written tens of thousands of times Over and over again in hopes of becoming perfection.
All I need is a life without fear. I fear my life being taken for a small reason. I fear my life doesn’t matter to everyone. I fear spiders and snakes.
I remember the first time I cut like it was yesterday, Even though it was my freshman year of high school I had tried earlier in my younger years to do it, But I could never quite build up the courage
With stained eyes and blurry vision I tried and tried with much precision But no matter what I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t take away the emptiness I felt However, I did gain a deeper understanding I can barely articulate,
I'm tired of all these morons acting like a philosophic class These people, more like sheeple standing lonely in the aftermath Thinking if only they can get the holy that is up for grabs
I see so many people with their closets stuffed full  Full of so many skeletons And the shelves of their heart are stacked full of skulls  Just staring Into the cold stone darkness  The void of their eyes look to the void that's deprived  Of happi
The unknown is what we all fear Oblivion, nothing, an endless dark path we all fear that there will be nothing after this that once we die we are gone forever
It is not the ocean I see in her eyes, But the radiant Moon, The contellations that define our galaxy, And the Sun we endlessly revolve around. She is infinite, Lost in herself as I long to be.
Tap, tap, tap Or rather, thud, thud, thud Lub-dub, lub-dub The throbbing beat in my chest Uncontrollably echoing the chime of the unknown Reminding me of what I have to lose
Are we really afraid of death or is it fear of being forgotten? Are we really afraid to fall in love or is it fear of getting hurt? Are we really afraid of knowing strangers or is it fear of being left?
I am purplexuated Simply by the untrue realities Perplexed at how casually we say the phrase "how are you?" And how often we say "I'm fine."
I looked into my eyes one day Stared right into my soul But scared to go that way I turned around and fell into the black hole
Something that I can't live without is the idea that my child knows I love her, and that I'm sorry.   I was 23, too young to be Your mother Living a life Wild and free Reckless, like any other
5 fantasies fuel my fascination 4 familiar fears fixated on my faults 3 thoughts that thirst for thrills 2 talents taking time to transform into   1 soul that is mine to claim
My greatest weakness is fear. But it's not just any fear, it's a disease. It creeps and crawls onto every decision. It beats me down into indecisiveness.
I'm alone and can't sleepThere's no one here but meI'm stuck with all these memoriesIf they could only see
"What is life? When someone has the power to take it away? What is love? When there will be so,so  many heart breaks? What is it?  what keeps us going? Up the endless current that we're rowing,
Jumping from my car I grab at stuff spilling away from my grasp And I do my best to avoid the unmake-upped gaze That undoubtedly would appear in the rearview   In a half jog I pass a middle-aged man
"A feeling of fire Deep in our bones I'm not the liar  With a heart of stone  But go ahead, Call me out,  On somthing you did Go ahead and shout It's not like they believe you 
I hang here on a chain dangling fowards and backwards  I am the punching bag Harder than a pillow, safer than a board  Punch me when you're mad, punch me when you're bored 
"Find yourself         Your not from here  Your fatal flaw                Your fatal fear  Find you friend             Keep them near  Into the depths  Over the edge you peer 
"The soldier  Wounded in the fight The lawyer Finding out whats right The paster Showing others light The family Holding on so tight The author Giving courage when he writes
Can I bring good into the world? Or can I only bring pain? Can I do good? I swear I only cause others pain no matter what I do I damage the ones I love And cause a catastrophic disaster at every home I end up in
Eyes turn black No color to be seen Once hazel now just plain black They are like an aliens Or those who are possessed Walking like being possessed Acting as though being torn apart
The sands fall wastefully, Across the charcoal floor, How? I ask, with a harrowed sigh, Might I fill the glass with more?
Life Easygoing. Nurturing. Energetic the Tinkling of a Laugh Music to my Ears   like the Leaves of a tall Pine                       we are green                                 Full of
It is painful, you seeTo watch as the peopleI grew up with and underChangeBlur from who they wereAnd not often for the betterIt feels as if my family is a landmassThat is breaking apart
The time has come my friends, for stories to be told for bridges to be sold and hearts grow cold. Dark caresses between sweet fingers. These smoke rings I blow shatter the crisp clean air.
Have you ever lied to a lover? Just to convince yourself That you would never look at another Especially one who may look a little like yourself Have you ever cried about a lover?
There's something I need to tell you, My story is short enough to expose.  I am no saint,
I sit here in the corner not wanting to breath I feel like I have no one here to protect me Hearing my mother scream and shout
stuck between cracked heart and broken ribs lies fear no whisper is let slip without a quiver a lionheart won’t last without the spear   of courage loud as red in hot summer
i think of you and the butterflies, swarming my stomach, swim up and up to my throat in a tornado.my gums are growing flowers, making meadows of messages i can only wish to speak to you.
I never would have noticed the Abscess on my elbow If they had not pointed it out   I strained to see it Red flushing my skin Darker than leather   O, you’re right
Soft as moon you walk a rope between life             and death And I never know             where you will fall   Broken ropes bloody blades you try to scrape away the pain
Looking past the landscapes there stands one dream. One final goal that you know deeper than the cliff you're standing on you want one dream you know. The trees are greener the grass is taller
Self esteem fizzles, Popping bubbles like tiny glass, Shattering myself worth, The clock on the wall strikes one, Darkness makes the room gloomy everything turns grey, As I close my eyes stars,
On a painfully thin edge, and trying desperately not to fall. Constantly swaying, constantly breaking, and rebuilding, and reconvincing that just jumping isn’t the right thing.
I'm scared Scared of what's to come Scared of what has happened Scared of what is happening Scared of what could happen
Suddenly these streets are looming with dark entities.A few of them are made of choices left undecided.Some of them are made out of sad unrealistic hopes.A great many of them though, are made out of memories.
Sweet songs,    sifting. Hold on,    hope’s in you. Dear child,    keep your lips widely speaking. Honey,    please smile.
i'm not upset i'm not upset i'm not upset i'mnotupseti'mnotupseti'mnotupset i'mnotcrying i'mokay i'll be alive tomorrow and life will move on and what i'm left out of and what i don't get
I have been looking and searching for someone Life just seems like it doesnt want to show me that special someone I ask but i get no reply I help but get no thank you I ask myself is it you?
The words you have to say The feelings you can't shake Fear will tell you, "Wait," Because Fear is not afraid She does not hold back or quake She does not waver or make mistake Fear knows what she does
I'm scared to let people in to let them know that I have a problem to see if they can help depression is a taboo subject especially in a christian home because its not a sickness
Grandpa bought me a package of makeup; "Keep quiet about this," he said. I didn't see any wrongs so i did. I handed it back when my chest grew heavy.   I caught my brother obsessed with a boy;
A thousand times they escape my lips  Throughout the passing of dusk and dawn They slip by too fast sometimes Leaving only cruel regret I cannot measure the harm they caused Nor the joy they brought as well
To be scared is to be alive. It is the thing that stops us, Prevents us from harming ourselves. It’s why we don’t jump out of windows, Why we don’t stab our eyes, Why we leave spiders alone.
"Make me a sandwich." Well, I would rather not. "Cover up, slut." Umm... no. "You throw like a girl." If you say so.   Ignore them. Don't retaliate
He doesn't love me anymore.After all the pain he inflicted, the lies.All the other women he swept off their feet with his infinite tales of bullshitAnd meaningless "I love yous" falsely comforting them in his arms.
Everyone has a different label for it When you finally hit the breaking point When you become so angered You can't control it My family refers to ours As red We call it red Because that is all
Is what I want what I need? Will you fill the void? They say more than him is greed But I want a voice Does that make me faithless? Am I too immature? It’s what I address But nothing is sure
I lived in a world where i only watched Where clouds rise like kings'where sunsets bow like jesters before them And the moon watches hed been offered kingship once but he declined For power is not worth a monsoon
Poetry cannot be taught, nor beauty be described Neither can you see in me something that defined The colors of my skin. Scars are tattoos in many ways - permanent and painful.
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All these marks. All these thoughts. All these memories. Brings me even closer to the edge. Nothing is clear anymore. The second-guessing. The cloudy state of mind. The shaking consuming my body.
I fear that I am a mistake a mistake of God.. and one day He'll realize it, then I'll disappear. No one will notice, no one will care, some may even be relieved..
My heart skips a beatFeelings start to flowI stop myself from fallingI'm scared to let them grow Time heals all woundsBut what about trust?I bet he's not after loveAll they ever want is lust
They say it gets easier as you get older That you stop being scared and your only fear is being late to work If that's true, then why am I sitting here rocking back and forth
With summer laze and winter days we wend our ways  in the silence of the night. And creeping still, thoughts mill amongst the dying of the bright. But what comes will be and what be will comes
I do not eat my friends You eat my friends I can see their ends Sometimes... people stab my friends they feed my friends to their friends I can see their ends
When the song plays I see my treasure, the person who I care about. A bitter sweet song that gives me a sign that you are still waiting for me.
Before me lies an endless maze
I am intrepid Forward is the way I go I fear nothing Though I may take it slow Life runs by in the blink of an eye And I would be ignorant to not show Who I am On the inside
A cloak concealing untold woes and pain,It casts a shadow on each sunny day and brings rain,A drape that adds the wrinkles to the brow,And snuffs each chance for happiness one is allowed,
Air so strong Though none breathe in The awe of dreams Which come from within   The choice is here What will it be? To dream a dream Or die in fear
As quickly as I fell into your abyss the waters parted and we stood starring at each others soul. Our universe being born. Like a falling star with no hope of making it through we watched our worlds fail us.
Mortal blood of a broken life Fiery passion ignites its end Turning away from light Thy will darkness shall bend
From the darkness, I feel your hand Reaching from the mists beyond My heart fails, my mind paralyzed   The room is dark, sheers cross my face A veil into the unknown  
I don't want to die I do not want to die I have tears in my eyes as snot runs a river. There is pain in my chest and in my gut. I don't like pain so I don't want to bleed.
There are things that I am terrified to tell you, in fear you may think less about me. But, I think it is important that I do tell you, if our relationship is to truly be honest. Please, read all of this before you say anything. 
I don't have a number for how many times;But I remember running...I remember harsh lighting in tired eyes,And middle of the night, fight or flight car rides...Phone calls and ringing;Then screaming.
I've always been afraid of love.
My name is curiosity Hope is my cousin, and fear is my mother
'H' or 'H'  I just can't tell The click and clack Won't serve me well I hear it come It comes so near Across the track I sit in fear
I'm not into the drug scene. I'm allergic to a few drugs.  Im not into being a slut. I was once treated as a sex object.  Im not into the latest thing. I was once so deeply involved so I could breathe. 
I wish the leaves of the trees 
There are nights where his arms find my waist, 
And it's not the cute kind of fear, not the kind with butterflies and giggles. It's the tyoe that puts a lump in your throat,
I am everything yet nothing. I wonder about my future. I hear what haunts me. I see only what I want to see. I want more memories than regrets. I am everything yet nothing.  
I used to think I was brave. That I could be anything I aimed for. But then life hit me, kicked me, shit on me rolled me in dirt  and spit on me. I wish I could be brave again,
Feelings of yester year haunt me. Emotions tucked so far in  the folds of my heart they are almost invisible. Yet I cannot keep them from encompassing me. I feel a longing. Strong and familiar
      Mommy the demons in my head, Just will not let me go to bed.
Friends with benefits What's the benefit When I'm falling in love And you're looking down from the cliff
I guess we can call it fear   Fear of ourselves   Fear of others   Fear of our appearance   I guess we can call it fear  
I'm afraid of the heart that shakes in my chest It beats out of tune and it makes me a mess I wonder what on earth is happening to me what pea in the mattress is worrying me  
Somewhere on the highest mountain
The pain in my head runs so fuckin deep
I’m not as okay as I said I was I’m taking the pills, I promise But I still feel like there’s not Much you can do for me now.  
Hypothetically, if I told you I loved you would we still be friends? If I promised to keep a promise but didn't would our friendship depend? I'm speaking hypothetical and never intend to hurt you.
You know that feeling?   It's funny and dishonest,   And you should be able to laugh at it.   But it creeps up on you with taunts of isolation,
I'm not afraid of the darkI'm not afraid of heightsI"m not afraid of intimacyI'm not afraid of death I'm afraid of losing my sense of directionNot being able to see ahead
(note: relating to someone that I know. also I don't know much about poem structure, so sorry it that isn't good) Fear. Anxiety. I fear anxiety.
Scale the wall. Fear is hanging. Fear is a father's silent grieving Scale the wall. Fear is the absence of truth and compassion. Fear is the multiple layers of doubt. Scale the wall. Fear is universal.
ouch, wait was that pain real or in my head?Why am I in my bed?...... This isn't my bed....Please let there be red bull or Gatorade in the fridge...... noI love dick- thank God it's removable
Fear what is it? Who just fears fear? What do you fear? fear is a dead baby to a mother Fear is a beating father Fear is a F Fear is the boogymonster under the bed what do you fear?
Mirror, spotted with age and time. Rust begins to spread, but you see yourself just fine.
Are you the you I wanted to be back when I was me, or do you do what you do because you have to?
I get nervous when people don’t text me bac
When we were first together it was all so unclear. I wanted you so badly, but all I knew was fear. Then you held me in your arms and whispered in my ear.
I think I'm addicted to 
From darkest days to blackest of nights, did we crawl. Blind and stupid, with smiles on our faces and our hearts light as feathers. Safe are we by the dogs we do feed and fear. Though we know they bite and tear.
It comes so quickly It leaves me weak and helpless I try to talk Nothing, as if somebody hit the mute button My breathing quickens As if I just finished running a marathon
Each hope I have rests here; My dreams, they’re still inside. For though the hope’s to fly 'Twill be a long, long ride.   Though music sings about me I fear to dance alone.
The pencil’s metallic probing tip
Without Her I would be alone,Without Her I would be lost,
I'm empty insideMy heart was ripped out of me
into an eternal abyss that no one even knows how far will it take me? how far will i go?
He put a razor inside my lunch pale Along with heads or tails I know he's hinting death As I hide behind my veil   Need a pair of clippers To cut my cutthroat nails And I red pair of scissors 
Rain falls from above Cleansing all impurities Washing fears away
  If you are too silent no one will pay attention to you            he said                    don’t be afraid of your power  she repeated   But fear permeates every fabric of you on days like this
  She left in distress Her hair up in a mess To her lover, she will never confess The thoughts she is thinking about Only lead discussion to shout   Deep down hoping he will find out
I once I had  a team building exersize In which we told the team our biggest fear   when it came my time I froze not because I was afraid to tell them my fear but because I couldn't choose one
Life is happening. In the city, in the wilderness, on an island, or in the desert. I spread my arms out to their farthest reach. Exhaling all of my fears and inhaling all of the joy's I am about to experience.
Tick tock, tick tockThe clock is screamingMy tears are sreamingIs he here tonight?  
Silence is the enemy, Never too far away. Other fears have begun to flee,  Yet it seems to linger and stay.   Why must quiet fill the room Every time I go to speak?
"Pursue your dreams!"  chippered voices encourage as mine pleads for guidance, "Just do what you love."  Easier said than done in a restless world where every tune is heard except the one within.
This airplane is on fire and it's going down.Soon everybody on board will no longer be around.I'm really scared because of the trouble that I'm in.I'm praying and I'm begging God to forgive my sins.
Fear hung tightly in the air, clouding my airways and thickening my lungs I gasped for air but it felt like water crashing into my dry mouth in oxygen's place
The day I first met you, I will never forget It was a chance encountering Not one I did expect   To me you were nothing, A rumor, a myth, To me in my world You never did exist.
One day, a while ago, the sun was shining a bit too bright for my eyes, and for fear of not being able to see and to protect my face, I put sunglasses on. And well, you see, I am still wearing them.
She sits there, thoughts swirling around her A hurricane of hurt and pain There's no escape. They follow everywhere. Haunting and creeping through her daily life
I don’t want to let go
He's the one that wakes me up
It's dark again. I used to pray I used to say it was all pretend Then no one was watching.   The lights went out My body was sucked away I couldn't go back I shouldn't go back  
I never knew strength until you held me in
There comes a time when there's no way out, The fire's barely burning, no one hears you shout. There comes a time when the sun doesn't shine, The shadows move in, clouding your eyes.
You know, there are moments in life when you just look at something that has happened and are disgusted by it. These moments happen far too often. It changes our view on life, and we become bitter for it.
Walk me through your mind,  I'll read what you are inside, You'll be surprised at what I find, You'll set your preconceptions aside.   I'll you what it means to be solitary, 
I think there are some who insulate their walls with a bulletproof misery and call it home Who turn on heel and run from this or that, here or there, that they may not reap what they have sown.
Right here Right here I stand Right here Right here I am Right here, right here I am right here Look to your left Look to your right Try as you might, you wont see me flee
I don’t feel like normal people (Or at least, I don’t think so) Simple emotions, certainly Happiness, sorrow, anger I run the normal gamut With the others of our race Feeling a thing
    You knowing my thoughts,
Go on, do it I dare you Eliminate the innocence Illuminate the sky There’s no need for your presence? I can assure you that’s a lie How could this have happened? I invested my trust in you
I remember you taking aside one day and telling me that one day I could be normal And ever since that day I aspired to be perfectly normal, for you
  Fu Manchu, a caricature,
How could you forget last time? Remember the pain? The manipulation? You were pulled in every way. (But look at that smile!) Yes, very nice, but the last time you saw a smile like that
I've been thinking about death
I rise with the dawn and dusk alike
Fear is just a lack of knowledge, so gain some knowledge on that spider on the wall and overcome it.
Lights on   Lights off. Then
With an abundance of sighs 
Sometimes, things hit a little too close to home too close for comfort other times, things hit home with a resounding boom, you'll hear everything come crashing around you
Fearing the Future
I was a deer stopped dead in its tracks. My head pounding;
Define okay; then I can tell you
Tidal waves greet me on the misty ocean shore Years have passed since I have last been here We didn't recognize each other Nor did we recognize the looming darkness  Blanketing the thick air
When a house is dirty, we clean it. We sweep away the dust and scrub away the stains until there is nothing left to remind us of the wreckage