Poetry Blogs (2018, sad)
I used to be happy
I used to smile
But I am broken
It's been this way for awhile
I used to dream big
I used to be strong
Life got in the way
And it didn't take long
Lying in bed
My heart is racing
My mind won't shut off
These thoughts that I'm facing
Maybe they're better off
Without the burden of me
I feel so lost and alone
I can sense th...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:42 am
It's been broken so many times
I began to lose pieces that I thought were all mine
I'm in so deep and the void is so empty
So lost for words, but I don't want sympathy
Holding this heart with my bare hands
Please just take it...I don't understand
Time brought these wounds, yet they're not healed
Permanent scars have left them sealed
I'm scared of being alone and s...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 11:34 am
As I grow, I see many places to live by
I see the true nature of life,
On how doll and peaceful it can be.
But what is life without sorrow?
What is life without dreams of the melancholic soul?
Just a thought of a restless mind.
Wednesday 27th June 2018 3:15 am
-To all the girls who love their beautiful curly hair:
Life just didn’t treat you fair.
You started off as a soft delight
then darkness grew, as the nights took flight.
They screamed at you with venom,
So you hid from their mighty bite
You ran home crying,
because a bully tried to put up a fight.
Coming home with mascara running down your face,
Thursday 7th June 2018 7:44 pm
Monday 23rd April 2018 8:33 pm
For again i fall
To his charming call
A trap it may be
Its shine captures me
My heart is eaten out
My feelings headed south
Yet my affection is still his
My torture is his bliss
In his web, i lay
There came a girl one day
Ignorant of the danger
Behind the charms that linger
I could not shout
I could not call out
A fate that echos mine
A victim, next in line
It is like a cruel ref...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:49 am
Everything I wished for, everything I dreamed of, in my grasp.
The dream became my nightmare. Torturing me by showing me what I want and need in life. Turning into something ugly and twisted. I have become a shell of what I spent years building myself up to be.
It’s like I’ve crawled through the dirt and mud to get to the ladder, I climbed so I high I could feel the sun on my face and the ...
Monday 12th March 2018 12:13 am
He made our argument physical again tonight
Every time I think it's the last
Leaving him isn't an option
Plus, where would I go?
My heart can't take the cruel words or pain
Eventually, I'll learn how to cope.
Thursday 1st March 2018 5:24 am
Here I am again.
Lost in the same world of limbo that I always get trapped in,
Oceans of mystery below me,
Plants growing underneath me,
Stars shooting above me,
I have been stuck in this oblivion for what has seems like decades,
Ideas and thoughts looping around and around inside this tiny head of mine,
Nothing seems realistic anymore yet it does not feel like a fantasy eithe...
Tuesday 27th February 2018 6:32 am
Envision this You have lived in a buried dark pit your whole life
Or at least since you can remember
All you have ever known is the feeling of helplessness
There is no way out but up
Which you are not even sure there is a peak
You try to climb
But gravity swallows you whole
And spits you out at the bottom of your inferno
Screaming, even though you are unsure ...
Tuesday 27th February 2018 6:30 am
I am going to do something completely out of spite
i know it's bad it makes me sad it's definetley not right
It's something inside me that takes over when i'm jealous
this certian urge causes me to become rebellious
I will regret this in the future and i will be sorry
as for now i'l do it proud and not have to worry
I apologise in advanced for this
You'll find out some day...
Saturday 17th February 2018 6:08 pm
If I handed you,
one hundred balloons,
you would drop each one,
and float to the moons.
If I blew some bubbles
and watched as they float
you’d soar far above
and here I quote,
“If all the world,
was spinning round,
like a red balloon,
way up in the clouds,
you’d anchor me,
Well we went and we were,
Wednesday 7th February 2018 9:06 pm
I came across with a dead rose.
How impure and crooked it seemed.
Deteriorated without the life it once had.
I kept walking with it, holding it with my right hand.
How sad it was to see a rose like that.
Where once it was bright red,
now it’s only a brown looking thing with nothing left.
I kept walking with the dead rose,
a sad rose with no thorns.
Until the path ended i...
Sunday 28th January 2018 4:20 am
Sometimes you have
To think out of the box,
"Flog the workaholic ox
So that the indolent one
Dragged by the yoke
Willy nilly, together, begins
To work! "
Wednesday 17th January 2018 11:23 am
new year, new me
new year, same old shit, same broken me.
the games they play will never change
the lies they tell will only grow in numbers
and every one
will erode at my happiness
and reduce what could have been mountains
down to only dirt.
i am broken
i used to be
i try to be
Monday 1st January 2018 6:57 pm
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