I’ve been told
Not to complain
Because someone has it
Worse
So I can’t tell
When it’s okay to even
Ask for help
Or admit I’m terrified
With my depression
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- Fri May 23, 2014 7:59 am
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #107
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5299
#107
I was always told to toughen up
And I never take pills.
Maybe I hoped by
Doing that,
Heartache would hurt less.
God was I wrong.
And I never take pills.
Maybe I hoped by
Doing that,
Heartache would hurt less.
God was I wrong.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:52 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #102
- Replies: 0
- Views: 4508
#102
My dripping
Wet emotions
Being left out
To dry on a cold
Winters morning
Is just the thing
To stall up
My words
When I needed
Them most.
Wet emotions
Being left out
To dry on a cold
Winters morning
Is just the thing
To stall up
My words
When I needed
Them most.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:51 pm
- Forum: Love and Romance
- Topic: #97
- Replies: 1
- Views: 2335
#97
There are two forms
Of “love you”
One, is where
You love someone
So much it’s
No longer just
You who loves them
It’s in everything
You do that saying
“I” is no longer
Sufficient
The second,
Are empty words
Of broken hopes
Of “love you”
One, is where
You love someone
So much it’s
No longer just
You who loves them
It’s in everything
You do that saying
“I” is no longer
Sufficient
The second,
Are empty words
Of broken hopes
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:45 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #84
- Replies: 0
- Views: 4330
#84
The hug was heartfelt
But he
Winced
From pain.
He showed me
The cuts
Crisscrossing
Checkerboards
Floating reddish
On his wrists
Elbows and
Ankles.
But he
Winced
From pain.
He showed me
The cuts
Crisscrossing
Checkerboards
Floating reddish
On his wrists
Elbows and
Ankles.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:39 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #69 (Slices)
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5065
#69 (Slices)
Soft snoring
Concealing
Softer cries.
His face
Expressionless
Against my shoulder.
A careful tug
At hem
To see for myself
Random
No patterned
Slices
On hairy legs.
Tears drip
Onto his shirt.
Concealing
Softer cries.
His face
Expressionless
Against my shoulder.
A careful tug
At hem
To see for myself
Random
No patterned
Slices
On hairy legs.
Tears drip
Onto his shirt.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:36 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #63 (Hummingbirds)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 4279
#63 (Hummingbirds)
I’m not sure How healthy He was He hardly slept Rarely ate And liked it. Some afternoons Were naps Because he stayed Up all night Fighting demons Inside his soul. I would hold his hand Let my other fingers Play in his black Red rooted hair Stroke his stubble Until his breathing Was quieter Than a hu...
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:35 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #58 (Static)
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5267
#58 (Static)
A lot of memories
Of him are
Wound together
With not start or end
In a constant
Static
Playing in my
Heart.
I can’t decide
Where to start.
Of him are
Wound together
With not start or end
In a constant
Static
Playing in my
Heart.
I can’t decide
Where to start.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:34 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #46
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5392
#46
I strongly disagree About boys ‘taking my breath away’. I’m a musician I know exactly what it feels like To be Out of air. It’s not pleasant To say in the least. Instead I feel we are injected Ruthlessly With the most natural Ecstasy Known to man. Brain squirming Heart shaming the lead snare Your wh...
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:32 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #38 (Ducks)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 4353
#38 (Ducks)
We first met
At a duck feeding spot
By a small river
In Layton park
Cheesy
We sat on opposite ends
Of the bench
Huddled in hoodies
Ducks begging at our feet
At a duck feeding spot
By a small river
In Layton park
Cheesy
We sat on opposite ends
Of the bench
Huddled in hoodies
Ducks begging at our feet
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:31 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #28 (Senioritis)
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5319
#28 (Senioritis)
Senioritis:
A serious mental condition
In which one regularly
Skips, fails, and sleeps
In class
Yearning for the magic words
“I present to you the class of two-thousand ten.”
In some cases
This illness gets so severe
The individual drops dead
Out of High School
Refusing to suck it up
And graduate.
A serious mental condition
In which one regularly
Skips, fails, and sleeps
In class
Yearning for the magic words
“I present to you the class of two-thousand ten.”
In some cases
This illness gets so severe
The individual drops dead
Out of High School
Refusing to suck it up
And graduate.
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:31 pm
- Forum: General Poetry
- Topic: #27 (Universal Language)
- Replies: 1
- Views: 1545
#27 (Universal Language)
The universal language Is often unspoken Breathing and bowing Replaces constantans and vowels. Sighing a sunset Coughing a requiem. Individual voices Far from human Cascade over each other Putting a firm grip on Their precious chords. Money can’t produce this Whisper in silence Only the nuance of ta...
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:30 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #22 (Seventeen)
- Replies: 0
- Views: 4267
#22 (Seventeen)
Seventeen Isn’t a grand age to be. You’ve already got a license Still stuck in school Aren’t getting any dates And can’t quite qualify for most jobs. As a girl, you’re probably not satisfied With the clothes you wear, The weight you still are No matter how much you want that to change, Being around ...
- Mon Feb 27, 2012 8:29 pm
- Forum: Teen Spirit
- Topic: #20
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5622
#20
Life is hard to come by
For most.
People don’t understand
That going every day
Doing the same thing
Routine
Achingly boring routine
Every
Single
Damn
Day
Is
Not
Living
I want to change
Mix things up.
But how.
For most.
People don’t understand
That going every day
Doing the same thing
Routine
Achingly boring routine
Every
Single
Damn
Day
Is
Not
Living
I want to change
Mix things up.
But how.
- Fri Jan 06, 2012 5:49 pm
- Forum: In Tribute
- Topic: Where are you?
- Replies: 1
- Views: 5074
Where are you?
You're not here I should know that But you are Really, you are. You're in the window looking out over here. You're knocking on the door so softly no one but a musicians ear can hear. You're scraping ice free as I finish my hair. You're elabortating tales and making everyone laugh. You're here . You ...