OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

Flowering trees sigh

Happiness will not return

The sun is hiding

(it's a haiku)

an anthem to silence

people come and go
and ask questions
as if i were interesting
or even important

don't you see
i want to keep my words
words are intimate
leave me silent

will someone come
and just hold me
listen to the silence
it's the only way

see who you are
see who i am
maybe closing your eyes
will help

all those shadows
are you terrified
the monsters are inside you
not under your bed

i will never talk again

They lead me to the edge of hell so I walked myself in

Tired of this endless fight.
Can't accept it, cannot hide.
Tried so hard with all my might.
You are glowing, ever bright.
I am blinded by the light.
Lost the struggle, though I tried.
You're no longer by my side.
Threw me in the ocean wide.

By these rules I can't abide.
Marching on with tiresome stride.
Try to end this endless night.
My task, my goal, my oathsworn plight.
Every last inch of my pride.
Out of mind and out of sight.
Holding onto you so tight.
I just cannot change the tide.

A young bird longing for first flight.
My veins scorched, blood burned, all but fried.

One In the Same

Isn't it a crazy thought,that I can stare up at the sky,knowing that you are looking,at the same moon as I.And feel a sense of peace,even when you aren't near,I know my love will reach you,as if you were right here.

It is a sadness that overwhelms, that surrounds, that pulls you down. It is a sadness in which you can drown. It buries itself in your soul and clutches tight. It floods your veins and fills you up. An impossible sadness with an impeccable grip.

TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide

4/13/14 1:31pm

This one little girl, with hopes and dreams,

starts the day as her smile beams.

No fears no worries, only fun,

and this lucky girls life has just begun.

This young girl is little no more,

as she finds herself bleeding on the bathroom floor.

The years have passed, and she finds no hope

as she heads to the garage to get the rope.

This once little girl had been full of life,

but that barely lasted before she picked up the knife.

For through her life she had been kicked down,

further and further until she wished she could drown.

This now dying girl is standing on her chair,

shes lost all hope, shes in despair.

She starts to smile as she holds her breath,

the last one she takes as she falls to her death.

The words are trapped inside my brain

As with a prisoner locked away in their own house.

They swirl incessantly inside my head,

Banging around till they come out.

But the do not come out as I want them,

They come out as anger, groans and laughs,

As the ramblings of a broken being

The syllables ring out harshly,

Nowhere near the graceful notes

I long to pour from my lips

Only moans are heard, a direct output of my pain

From all this, surely nothing is gained.

Perhaps the insanity only increases

And my happiness?

Without being able to sing,

I soon find that it ceases.

Broken

There's so many things going on in my head

the truth is I want to be dead

because what is life worth

is it worth this pain is it worth

this hate

is it worth feeling like you're

the mistake

feeling like you have no future

I try so hard to live

up to my expectations

that are up so high

but I only fall deeper

in the hole that I've dug

myself

they say it gets better

they say the light will get brighter

but looking up I see no light

not even a glimmer

so deep inside

I want to cry

but why doesn't it

make me any better --

because im the digger.

They say life is what you make of it

I feel like some of us never

had a choice

but I have to keep a

smile on my face

so no one knows

no one sees

how broken

I really am

I wrote this last year.

TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse

Whoa /-\ this is scary, ahah. But anyway. Here's a poem by Pikachu Maddy.

It doesn't hurt

Anymore

Bleeding out

On the floor

I don't feel it

It's okay

Soon the bruises

Fade away

I'm your puppet

I'm your doll

On my strings

I rise and fall

Here I am

Black and blue

The outside world...

...I wish you knew.