OUR ORIGINAL POETRY: Share It Here

The forest was coated with dark shadows cast by the tall cedar trees. The moon glimmered in the sky, with all of its sister stars. They made a silver reflection in the lake, dancing as the water moved. All was still and peaceful. Crickets were chirping and the cicadas singing. An owl hooted from far above, and a flock of crows scanned the forest like watchmen. Next to my foot, out came a hare from its humble burrow. Off the hare went, looking for some berries, running like a little toy car. I lied down in a clearing to watch the stars do their nightly dance around the sky. As I lied down I noticed how wonderful the forest smelled. The cedar trees made the forest smell like home, and the grass like when I used to be small and naive, only thinking about when I would get to play in the grass again. I stood back up and took my long trek back to my not so humble abode, oh how I wish I never had to leave.

[tw sad talk, depression, light murder mention]

s.a.d.

Hello, September
Will you brew me one more cup of tea?
I remember that time you tried to kill me.
Hello, September
Will it be hell today or will it rain?
Hello, September
Keep me safe, September; keep me sane.

Hello, October
When will the sun come back from that long war?
I'll be sober when I get out of this car.
Hello, October
Please remind me what I'm living for.
Hello, October
Oh, October, keep watch by the door.

Goodbye, Ordinary Time; Hello, Advent.
It is shocking to see where the weeks went.
Hello, Advent; Goodbye, Ordinary Time.
Ain't it fun and fine to sublimate to sublime?

Hello, November
Make it rain so hard they cancel school.
Every ember will be drenched and nevermore be cool.
Hello, November
It is darkest just before the end.
Hello, November
If you please, November, hold my hand.

Hello, December
Are these lights supposed to make me glad?
I remember how these months have been so bad.
Hello, December
Months that dragged on are recalled so fast.
Hello, December
Teach me that, December, nothing lasts.

Toxic waste/ Scratched record

It's not easy living in this universe

I feel like I'm in hell, like I've been cursed

The people I trust

Act like I'm a speck of dust

And everyday I'm in so much pain

I can't believe they make me feel this way

Someone help me out

I'm falling now

My demons are killing me inside

I can't even try to hide

Am I doing something wrong?

Did I upset God?

I don't know, but I'm bleeding

My emotions are stuck inside of me

I want to sink in my shadow

I don't want anyone to know

I need comfort but they'll just yell and turn away

Say "No you're just going through a phase."

A phase of confusion, helplessness, and pain

Thats been going on since the start of my days

Where I saw the world and discovered new things

Some were good some were bad

Some helped me discover who I am

But the world isn't good

It isn't bad

It's full of terrible people and ones who try and do the right thing

But it ends up for nothing and in shame

And I live in it

Trying to survive in it

Trying not to be noticed it

What happened to my 'friends'

They want my talking to end

It feels like they want me to leave

I feel like they're talking about me

Only some of them still are the same

Everyone else acts like I'm their little game

They can toy and play

Putting me on display

Ugh. Why do I feel like this

I don't know but I hate it

I just want to leave

I just want to sleep

I can't breathe

I'm in pain

I'm in pain

I'm in pain

I'm a broken record, I keep repeating

The same old days, same old feelings

I'm scratched, so I skip my words that I want to speak

Do they really want to hear them, doesn't matter to me

No matter what I want to think, my mind says the opposite

I'm so sick and tired of all of it.

Fix me

Fix me

Something's that's so unfixable

I'm so despicable

It always "oh poor me"

Why can't I think of someone else and see

That they have it harder, much worse

But I feel like I'm gonna burst

Feel

Feel

That's all I do

That's all I think

What's wrong with me

Nothing

Everything

Something

Maybe

Possibly

Definitely

Everything will be alright

I'll make it through with a fight

I'm toxic waste

People leave me everyday

"Good riddance" they say

Sending me in pain

I'm trapped in a haze

My minds in a daze

They think it's a game I play

It's all about me, I'm the victim

They don't know the life I'm livin

But it's a secret, shh, dont tell them

Or they'll think that you're embellishin

If it's a game, I'm definitely losing

They fly past me, no worries just cruisin

I'm losing my concentration

I feel my mind evaporating

Poof

I'm gone

With the wind, just a forgotten song

About pain and misery

A sad girl who's a tragedy

Special thanks to my supreme overlord for helping with this ╲(｡◕‿◕｡)╱

Fair warning, this is definitely well written or anything

What am I?

There are more of me, than humans.

We came after people, but we will be here long after they're gone.

We are all similar,

made up of a different combination of the same things

but we all have a different purpose.

Some people think of me as dangerous.

I can't paint a picture in your mind

and i can take you to another place

without even moving.

**trigger warning: self harm

Knife to the skin
Just a little deeper
Just a little more red life
Seeping through the gap
To wake me up

I want to know that these days of torture,
self-loathing,
hiding,
crying,
and stress
will end.
But I can't get it through my head.
How sad.

It's unfortunate that no one understands.
But no one needs to know.
I'll be fine.
I can manage.
... right?

"Maybe I do need help..."

No, I don't.
Why do I think I do?
I'll do it.
I don't care anymore.

"help me,

please..."

Anthem for Disheartened Man

Crawl,

Crawl towards victory.

With the hard black soil of the Earth,

clinging to the flesh of the body.

the weak flesh, the bruised body.

Crawl with thy broken self towards tomorrow.

Tomorrow, the unpromised land of fate.

It is not guaranteed for the likes of you, defeated,

but crawl towards it,

Inch by Inch over bleeding ground.

You must crawl towards victory.

To painful, fateful tomorrow.

We must crawl to victory.

It is the way we deserve.

[Trigger warning: drug abuse, self-harm]

Numb IP 109 pill

The white pills,

IP 109.

Made for back pain

But i have constant pain all over.

You can take up to 4 a day

But i need to take 8.

Im numb,

Sluggish,

Out of consciousness,

No one can know that these pill bring out my true emotions.

"Whats wrong?"

Nothing.

I repeat like a broken record.

But im empty.

I dont even have to cut,

I just take 2 at each meal.

If i eat my meals.

I usually just have a screwdriver in a dark bottle.

Or its sometimes in my coffee

I sure as hell dont know how my gym teacher hasnt noticed.

Or maybe she did?

I dont ------ care.

Its not like ill see her tomorrow,

Or ever,

Again.

expletive deleted by forum mentor Annie

INFINITY

Do you look forward and see an end?
Everyone around you is moving
But you're afraid to take a step.
Do you look back and see no point?
Why you've been in the middle
Of somewhere that leads to nowhere?
The spark of life has been faded,
And you're too tired to carry on.
You're slowly decaying,
You're lost in eternal infinity.

SILENCE!

silence is what I crave,

For silence is what keeps me sane.

Life is filled with noise,

The sounds of rain crashing down.

The feeling of pain,

Masked by a crowd.

From day to day.

From night to night.

I live a life of thrill ,

With hope.

That I will one day silence the caios.

Silence the strife,

Creating greater possibilities for life.

Silence is a thing of curiosity

A crystal clear image

Filled with possibilities.

Silence is how I speak

For in some in ways,

Moments of silence

Say everything.

-SrB