OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Bypassing byways,

flyaway blues highway

with your stacked maps,

dead again from sleeplessness

and rambling swan songs,

so long gone.

My Sister Said Don't Play With Scissors

My sister said don't play with scissors

But i never understood why

My sister said don't play with scissors

but i thought

Atleast let me give them a try.

She had a few marks on he wrists

She said "ow"

when i gave her hand a twist

I guess it was the scissors

I thought i would give them a try

My sister says don't play with scissors

I think today i understood why

Cause i saw her playing with scissors

I saw her bleeding.

I saw her cry.

My sister said don't play with scissors

But i couldnt help but wonder why

Now that I'm older i get it

Now Iwant to give them a try.

Alright guys, just something I cooked up. My friend cut again today and she described how she felt, so this is for her. It's not very good (idk why I decided to rhyme it, as it kind of takes away from the point) but I thought someone might like it. I really suck at poetry and this is my first attempt so please be kind. Thank you for taking the time. It's partially my feelings as well towards the end. Thank you.

:::TRIGGER WARNING:::

Please be safe my friends.

Silver Devil Smiles (Written by: Yours truly )

Upon the table lie my tools of trade

Box cutter, scissors, knife

Beneath my skin, they often raid

But do they really cause me strife?

The black, bleak darkness hides me

I think upon my sorrow and pain

I take longing glances at the key

To end my feelings with bloody rain

They glint at me with glittering light

I reach across to hide from sight

The silver devil smiles in the night

I can?t quite cover them right

Soon they?re in my hand

Placed against my smooth skin

Upon my arm or leg they land

A feeling with no relative or kin

The shame and hatred follow soon

Weakling scum I say to myself

Red is black in the dark ruin

Of what was once clean with health

Never again, this promise I make

Another one empty in a world, depressed

What can I say but it keeps me awake?

When all I want is endless rest

I think about what keeps me from death

And all I can think is this false hope

Coward, I won?t take my final breath

All I need, a bit of common rope

And so with tears in my eyes

I return to a living, painful sleep

Remembering her before her lies

Without her, the future just a blind leap

*trigger warning*

Her Words

by PandaPsychosis

Darkness lies within the mirror,

Nothing much is getting clearer.

All he sees is what he hates.

What he wants beyond heaven's gates.

Her words stabbed at his heart,

and tore him apart.

His home address was on cloud nine,

Now it's at hell?s sign.

Reach out for holy hands,

Reach for different sands.

Reach out for a hand above,

Reach for a hand of love.

There are many words in the English language That brings a tear to my eye But the saddest one of all Is that single word "goodbye " Somebody somewhere Dreams of your smile and finds in your presence a life time worth while So if your ever feeling lonely remember it's true somebody somewhere Is thinking of you x

TRIGGER WARNING

The End of You

You walk along the tempest,

Delve into your deepest thoughts.

Rekindle the long lost memories,

Yes, its your fear of the dark.

Its been years since the last storm.

Battered, weathered and scorned.

Like a plank weeded in the ocean,

You head to unknown lands.

The mind is a twisted blunder.

Welcomes you to the wicked world.

Crushing down on your free will,

Till there's nothing left of your soul.

After all that beating you've taken,

You long to get to the shore.

But Alas! You're will is broken,

You rest down the ocean floor.

Bypassing byways.

Flyaway blues highway

with your stacked maps.

Dead and dead again

from sleeplessness.

Rambling swan songs,

so long gone.

Be good to them

always.

I can can hear a collective rumbling.

so I don't spose it matters

which way we go.

A modern town

hardly knows silence.

But then again,

the world is a place without end,

where souls are combined.

the silver tongued devil,
touched the flesh of a
breathtaking angel.
while the pain was there,
she felt none.
for her pain inside hurt worse,
than the devil cutting
her up himself.

This one is called Run Away

She runs and runs before she breaks.

Before she prays for her soul to hate those cursed, cursed words she says.

No wonder she thinks she?s better off dead.

She cries, and cries every night. Sobbing and gasping to the cuts on her thighs.

But this is a puzzle, can?t you see? See that this girl is truly me?

My words are hidden, my mind is full. Why must we live in a world so cruel?

I?m misunderstood, and branded with lies. Hated for what I feel inside.

Down, and down, and down I go. Killing these voices I?ve grown to know.

I take my passion. I take my words. I create a talent so absurd.

Medicated, and reconstruct although I refuse to just give up.

Breaking, breaking, and breaking away. I still can?t deal with all this pain.

I can?t be loved. I can?t be saved. Just run. Run away.

Go before they catch you, go before they lie.

Go before they change you?change you inside.

This one is called The Devil Himself:

She?s just a young girl, confused and lost.She?s trying to find love, but confusing it with lust. Caught in a trap by a man called Him. Used and tormented, forced into sin. Her mind is going insane, and her words are getting twisted. She can?t escape her own reality, but only because He wished it. She?s losing relations. She?s falling into temptation. Only because Him is speaking of certain allegation. He?s just standing there. Laughing as she?s ripped bare. Bare of her sanity, and bare of her hope. Tying, twisting, making that rope. The noose around her neck seems to be the only escape. The only way out of this horrible place. She feels as if she?s losing it. She feels as if she?s gone. She feels as if she?s been lied to all along. All because of him, she cannot trust anymore. Her heart is now broken. Her heart is now torn. He?s the reason she?s leaving. He?s the reason she?s hurting. All while he?s watching, laughing and lurking. She?s forced into this all because of a man named Him. Into this state of mind, into this whim