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I know that it has been hard let me say the least. I know what it is like to feel like giving up. I know what it is like to feel like a burden. I know what it is like to want to dissappear off of the face of the earth.
I know that it has been haet let me say the least. I know what it is like to feel like giving up. I know what it is like to feel like a burden. I know what it is like to want to dissappear off of the face of the earth.
Hanging yourself on the hook , Not watching the step you took . Even if you are stressed , depressed or traumatized , Do not make your life so small sized . Anger and pain will lead to wrong ways ,
Mirror, mirror on the wall Why does society tell me I'm to ugly, I'm not pretty, need to be skinny, and way to tall. Mirror, mirror on the wall
Four months ago From the beginning you were mine I was yours It was perfect We were perfect You were perfect
Here you are again So sweatly clinging to those stairs again but you just might swear that you have got something to prove.
There's danger in the distance and I'm walking towards it I heard an unfamiliar sound so I followed My shirt is wet and my feet are tired I'm turning my back on the familiar I never knew My choice is mychoice
On my wrist are scars That you can't see from afar
Books put together a powerful message You can find words that make you sound impressive
These are my tears, that drips into the very first lines that I wrote on this paper. My own blood spewing out of my body. The blood. My blood boiling. Only do to the fact of knives! Knives, knives, and more KNIVES!
I hear the clamorFrom behind the door.I hear the shouting,The racket, the roar. I long to silenceThe voices outside,And the strength inside meSays, “God will provide.” They fight and argue;They can’t get along;It’s like they’ve forgotten You,When
Learning to love myself Has been difficult Everywhere I turned Something broke me down But I have learned What doesn't kill you Really makes you stronger So stay strong
Even when I close my eyes, I can still see the fists wildly being thrashed at me Even when I cover my ears, I can still hear the spits of insults and names being flung at me Even when I touch my skin
Many children are scared of monsters under the bed though adults know it's all in their head Though other children fear monsters in the house they must run and hide be quiet as a mouse
It's a necessity to my life, without it nothing would be right. It brightens up my day, and gets me through the night. Grasping on my hopes and dreams, bringing them to life.
In life we go through storms, Leaving us feeling weak and torn. Every day we have to make choices, Listen to our gut or outside voices. What do we do during these times? Do we frown and get stuck in our minds?
I think you all know this, To God we do belong, To him we depend, Let him be your friend, For he is always there for you.
Almost as if the floor is lava she twirls and spins and leaps toes brushing briefly against the scarred and forgiving ground. She twirls and spins and leaps faster and faster until… jolting awake
18 and inn
On a lazy summer afternoon - in the year of 79
A famous line from a movie onced went something like "You can't handle the truth". If I were to tell you the truth, it'd have to be from a telephone booth. Somewhere where I couldn't see your face
For several years I was stuck in a rut It was time for a change, so I trusted my gut I was doing the same thing for many years It was time to step out, time to face my fears
Ripped but not running
I’m not the average girl from your video And I ain’t built like a supermodel
For months I was comatose.
You tried to touch me You made me scream So I told my mom She said that I was wrong My world crashed From what you smashed You took my pride, All those years I lied To myself
Stay Strong my love, when all goes wrong continue to move along. It may hurt now but it won't forever. What he did to you was wrong...
Ladies and gentlemen gather round to see my glorious new invention! Look at her isn't she wonderful? See how she smiles and laughs. She seems so happy and no one could ever tell what she's really feeling.
Feeling like you're nothing Like everything is wrong. and no one is there to help you Because everyone has gone. And you sit and cry asking yourself why Why does everything have to turn out this way
You think it's rather funny don't you The way you send your little notes With their harsh words and angry tones You thought it was all a joke but because you pursue her Do you not realize that you promote
Glancing out the dusty window, I see the mist slowly fall, I look into the mirror hanging on my wall, I inspect myself thoroughly finding things to blame, I pick and prod and tear apart my body’s external frame,
Please baby sister do not cryStay strong for meOne day you will gain your wings to flyNever think about saying goodbyeYour pain will soon dieAnd you will feel so alive
Why can't you hear me ? Am I not loud enough Don't you hear my thoughts Striking the sides of my mind with such brutal force Telling me that a slippery slope is the quickest way down
I will not begin with, “Once Upon a Time,” To paint this as a fairytale, Would be a sin, a crime, Nay, this is a story, Tried and true, New and old, Borrowed and blue,
no matter the struggle i continue my jorney, no matter the hurt i stay strong, my life depence on my dreams, be strong and be free my n
I want my first love back why am i stuck on him i wanna move on.... its seems like life without him i can't go on.. i pray yes pray that he will come back to me why i dont know because he mean so much too me..
The last piece of my destroyed heart has finally fallen and shattered BAM! As I bend down to pick up the remaining pieces the knife of your words is jammed into my delicate spine
School is the reason why I write Too much drama and gossip instead of being part of it I write
Love; verb~passionately caring, intensely tearing hearts out of chests, putting them back together giving minds some rest. quickly pairing couples bearing troubles from their lives.
She holds pure white flowers, With slender cream colored hands. She glides down the church alone, In an ivory dress for her man.
Being with you is always an adventure camping and abalone walking to Ocean Beach and that porta potty Nevada city and off-roading all that snow and freezing the hot summer and dirt eating
I never imagined having someone I couldn't be without where my every inch misses him as if he was part of me
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I gave you everything I owned And you seized it, without reserve. You took me down, down While watching from your perch As I drowned in you. Gasping for air, yet not wanting to be saved
This is the time you write…. No intentions in mind, no rhymes Just the time you write what you feel No fancy words needed, and no editing Because these words are real, and these emotions are raw
fear for fear itself the greatest fear is just that, a vicious cycle