OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Here are my humble little poems ive written over the past 2 months or so. Hope somebody enjoys them 😊

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The pain keeps pulling

Im faced with the fact

I cant get this ivory knife out of my back

The blood has stained, the taste is sour

This little rhyme helps pass another hour

The minutes stack......

there goes one now.....

There are no rules, im just learning how.

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A Paniced frantic manic maniacal mess

Depressed upset no mental health Acess

Broke, broken busted and flat out stressed

Fear changes Challenged totally obsessed

Wonder wander a wickedly hard test

Factual disfunctional finatical cardiac arrest

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They say time heals all wounds, But i doubt it!

There's no clock loud enough when it's shouting

Can't stop the Hands of time, I know all about it!

Hold your clock up high, Can't live without it!

How many tics & tocks? I've stopped counting!

When the alarm sounds, and my heart is pounding

Better get it wound because the pressures mounting

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Sometime My finger has a mind of it's own.

It's hits on the keyboard like it has a soul.

I can't slow it down when it's on a roll.

It types the message till it reaches that goal

Tapping like lightening and never slow

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Percieving what we believe in is decieving and has no meaning as life's mistreating dishes out this beating leaving us bleeding but we cant see it if we close our minds and we cant think about this when we're blind, so walk away and you will find, a freind here waiting for a sign!

So take your time and organise whats on your mind and you'll find you're not really behind, so relax your eyes and realize you're fine, just the way you are. And you can reach for the stars, put cream on the scars, and healing transpires. The delusional parts only confuse our goals and corrupt our souls leaving us with a heart full of holes. Set goals now and your mind will see what closed eyes has failed to believe, don't let sight deceive keeping us on our knees; throwing logic into the breeze. Winds at your back excited, Winds of hope reignited me. Step by step confide so we can share secrets of life thinking "what could be" If we let it, if you hold back you'll regret it.

There, Now I've gone and said it!

We hold ourselves down; Dirty on the ground I've found myself tourmented and bound by invisibility. I've ignorged all possibility, so I must set myself free of a self-inflicted confined mystery that causes so much mysery.

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My twisted soul keeps twisting tight

Twist to my left then I twist right

Looking for answers all day n all night

Im ready to battle, im ready to fight

Honors my sheild n wisdoms my knife

Cannot be beat down cause this is my life!

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I feel so defeated!

I've always helped all who needed.

Now I need help, but get mistreated

From the BS, They keep on feeding

I stare at my wrist bleeding

Wondering why their so greedy

$220 for each meeting

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"What does depression feel like?" Here was my posted reply.

Depression feels like when my wife cheated and my father, then my daughter commited suicide.

Depression feels, HalfDead inside

Depression is like a landslide

A black eye Its hard to try

A long sigh

Cant even cry

Didnt get to say goodbye

Living a lie

Wanting to ddd'die

Askin WHY

Staring at the sky

My mouth's dry

I cant rise

I cant fly

Dizzy when up to high

Can't apply

Can't deny

Depression is all these things wrapped together and tied!😲

****

🌷

Red peddles of nature, no limitations

Velvety smooth configurations

A symbol of love and appreciations

The thorns they protect from bad situations

Beautiful fragrances invite conversations

Except this Rose and my salutations

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Appreciate the love in your heart.

Appreciate even though we've been torn apart.

Appreciate we breathe the same air.

Appreciate, and I am still here.

Appreciate the lives that we have.

Appreciate every time that you laugh.

Appreciate and allow yourself to heal.

Appreciate life is a very big deal.

Appreciate the sun in the east.

Appreciate Thanksgiving feasts.

Appreciate the bounties you have.

Appreciate, learn to appreciate.

It's never to late to appreciate

Appreciate every breath that you breathe.

Appreciate all the love you receive.

I Appreciate, I wear my heart on my sleeve.

I Appreciate, and I will always believe.

Appreciate all the things you achieve.

Appreciate, this is a precious gift that is free.

Appreciate your whole family tree.

Appreciate everything you can see.

I Appreciate you, and pray you appreciate me.

And yes.....I already know you agree!

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I just feel like my low is so low i have no place to go.

Words are just words saying things i already know.

Asking for help means eating more crow.

Stuck and my moods fighting big to big toe.

The more i reach out the more i feel low.

Frustations high and im down below

Im doing that "dont" cause im still in control

Im tempted to cut or smash my phone

Im stuck with myself im just sitting alone

If i jumped in my car, where would i go

I have no gas and no rhymes for this flow

Im holding it down but only so so

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Time to try to distact myself time for a poem

Time to stay busy while sitting alone

Time to try to find some peace in my home

Time to try not too smash down my phone

Time to just sit here just stuck in this zone

Time to type tap tap tapping and write a flow

Time is upon me now i have to go😊

Reborn

By: Lupita (MPyLP)

I'm torn and broken,
without much worth
I'm overseen and ignored
I'm an afterthought a burden
Something so easily discarded or torn
The negativity bears on me so
it's more than I can take
I'm on the brink ready to fold
I'm giving up
just ready to sink
I feel your grasp
your gentle hold
you guide me away from that bottomless pit
you show me a world
I did not believe it really to exist
I feel so unworthy to enter this realm
But you broke all my walls
vanquished all my fears and my fails
you brought forth the Phoenix fighting in me
to be let out
to be set free
I've been reborn
stronger and new
I'm not a survivor,
a warrior true
you've shown how precious and special I am
And how worthy of love and happiness too.
But my past may still haunt me
Yet with every mistake
with every blunder
as much as I hate that broken up
beat up girl in me
With your love, your compassion
Your faith...
I am reborn...I am free

@slayteralmighty

just wanted say thank you for this post. I just posted something and it was very ....liberating. Haven't written in a while and I feel so at peace bc I let out some of what I've been feeling and I think I may send my poem to my husband bc it is about him tbh. Bc he has been my biggest supporter. But thank you for making such a beautiful beautiful post.

Pretending to be happy is getting to hard for me
I don't know why it's so hard for anyone to see
Is it because Im too good at hiding behind fake laughs and a smile
Or because I'm too good at pretending to love my life style
I'm always wondering how do I make this life worthwhile?
It's so hard to put into words the way I feel
I constantly see myself as a third wheel
My nights always consist of fear and doubt
I don't know how to control my feelings and I always want to shout
I want to cry and punch something
I cry out for help but there's not a soul that is listening
I am ugly and gross
Repulsive at most
I hate myself down to my fingers and toes
Why can't i be glowing, and glistening
Why can't I be happy and skinny and witty
Why can't I be the girl who is always grinning, and looking pretty
I could have it worse so why am I sad?
Its not fair to have it so good
And be hurting so bad
It's a weird feeling, indescribable almost
But I will try to explain it
I could be surrounded by friends & family, walking through the city
And all I will feel
Is alone, and a disturbing self pity
Is there anyone out there who can help me understand
Stay by my side
And hold onto my hand
Tell me everything is going to be okay
Remind me that if I hold on and keep fighting, I will be untroubled one day
One day I will work through my trouble,
But right now life is one big unsolvable puzzle
But with every puzzle there is a solution
A conclusion to the delusion
A resolution that doesn't involve my own execution
I will stay here and keep fighting
I will hold on to my hope
Because whether I believe it or not
My life is worth it, and I will learn how to cope
If I want to see that light at the end of the tunnel
I have to keep going
Move like a river, that never stops flowing.

Dad
Im just wondering how you are
You should know that Its different here
Now that youve gone away so far
The morning coffee doesnt have the same smell
When I have good news
There is no one to tell
I miss your cheerful smile
And your comforting words
It feels like its been forever, but it has only been a little while
Some things that I have noticed
Are that the birds seem to chirp louder on the mornings that I dont want to open my eyes
And the sun seems to shine brighter in my window
When Im hurting and full of cries
You should know that I know its you
Telling me to get out of bed
Telling me I will be okay
That only good things lie ahead
When Im cold
I feel your warmth and arms around me
I could never forget your hold
You always made me feel so strong, so comforted and so bold
I wish you could tell me how you felt in your last few moments here
Were you scared, were you confused, did you cry one last tear?
Or did you feel as safe as you made me feel
Did you know what was happening, and why?
If angels are real, are you really in the sky, and with the wings god is supposed to give you, can you now fly?
Is everything the same as we all like to believe
Or is there a different truth that we just have to wait until we die to recieve?
Now you know that I feel your love even though youre gone
But can you still feel mine?
Do you know how many times I listen to your voicemails, do you know my favorite one?
Do you know that I drink coffee every day now
Only because you used too in the early morning sun?
Do you know that I listen to Pink Floyd on repeat,
Because it was your favorite band, and each beat makes me feel closer to your own heartbeat
Do you know how different the air is, how different the grass smells, how different the phone rings, how different, everything is different
How I used to feel happy when I saw others laughing with their fathers
But now I feel angry and jealous, because they have something I have no longer.
My only wishes are that you are happy, free of any and all pain, and that you see how hard Im trying to make you proud.
I will continue to look up at the sky, and know that it is you behind that one special cloud
The one that always stands out more than any other
And I hope you feel all the love from everyone, especially me, my mother, and my brother

I eat like shit
And I blacken my lungs with smoke
But I can't throw a fit
Because it's me who took that first toke
I drink until the room is dizzy
And until my dress gets loose
And my hair gets frizzy
Party every night
Because that's the good life, right?
Take a shot
Drink a forty
Smoke some pot
Then fuck a guy named Morty
Black out
Wake up full of unsurety
My life is a cycle of abuse and neglect
But what I've failed to realize
Is something I'd never expect
Ive done this to myself
I've put my health on a shelf
I have only me to blame
Every breath I've taken
I've treated like a game
A game I am surely going to loose
If I don't quit smoking pot and drinking booze

I'm not thick
I'm not pleasantly plump
I will never be a stick
But my ass will always be bigger than a camels hump
I step on the scale
And it goes out of control
Spinning and spinning and now I'm starting to turn pale
Now I look in the mirror and my hands start to tremble
I can't fight back the tears
Because I wish my body were just a rental
To have a new body would change my world
I wouldn't have to go to the bathroom every time eat
And have everyone know that I just hurled
I could wear a dress and let my legs show
I could get ready in 5 minutes
And I wouldn't be the one getting yelled at every morning "why are you always so slow?"
Because I would no longer have to cover my rolls
Or put pounds of makeup on over my moles
Everyone tells me I am beautiful, there is nothing wrong!
"You have body dysmorphia"
"Just keep hanging on!"
Don't tell me that what I see isn't true
And that my eyes deceive me
I know what I see, and you should be saying "moo"
Because I'm clearly a cow
And if you asked me how I got here
I simply wouldn't know how

Here's a link to my book.... I've been writing a long time... There was a time where I was open to critisizm but that time has long passed... Please be gentle...
https://docs.google.com/document/d/184Q7HS26S5x26DODa0nfNRbb6rRRaY3aOTSWo-s57OE/edit?usp=sharing

Disconnected

I wander out of phase

out of time

with the seasons

its too quick and easy

the likes and notifications

flare up

against my increasingly blurry vision

Enough of this fools gold

the dopamine hits

the relentless scrolling

which details, like treatises

of alliances and allegiances

stories told and untold

hanging in the air

like a breath, frozen.

My Forest

I have a secret locked away,

hidden tight and far back

away from all eyes but my own,

my little forest beneath the brush

its easy once you know the way,

just go beneath the bridge

and though a mound of broken rock,

you wont have to look for too long

rows upon rows of perfect trees,

they stand tall above us

each one lined up with the other,

it looks prettier like that

leafs cover the once barren ground,

gold brown and cherry red

and burgundy are everywhere,

theres no yellow or green

I planted every tree thats here,

roots only inches deep

are now sprawled out to depths unknown,

the ground doesnt mind

you look a little bit frightened,

did I say something wrong

or was it something wrong I did?

its the forest

this wasnt a good idea,

it looks pretty to me

but not to others I suppose,

I'm sorry

I guess the leaves were all too red

and the rows too perfect

and the roots in the ground too deep,

I guess

just go out the way you came in,

I'll close the entrance tight

and you wont have to come again,

okay?

I'm sorry you didnt like it,

if you need to find me

I'll be planting another row

If you're wondering what it's about, I recently relapsed so I decided to write a poem about it. Hope you enjoyed!