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  • 3 months later...

A poem about how I see my life

Through the Glass

Look around and wonder who

these people are who talk

as others look with smiling faces

sharing secrets with themselves

then frown again and turn away

with shaking heads from side to

side while walking quickly off

to join the mobile others

who seem to understand so much

when all that you can figure out

is that the things you know you

need to know were left out of the

book of life that you received

when doors behind were closed

that marked an entrance to a world of bad decisions

capable of stealing reason to believe

there is a meaning if a life is

spent surrounded by so many

yet has always lived inside itself

Alone.

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  • 5 weeks later...

Ooh Fun post! Here's a few of mine, I love to write when I'm up, or 'manic', it helps me. These are examples of the three different types of poetry I do, I have alot of very, very dark ones but not sure how appropriate they are. Hope maybe someone can relate to one of these :)

Black

I can taste the blackness,

It tingles on my tongue,

I can taste the blackness,

It closes in on my lungs,

I can taste the blackness,

Weighing down my every step,

I can taste the blackness,

Heaving on every breath.

I can touch the blackness,

It trickles down my face,

I can touch the blackness,

On these paths you used to trace,

I can touch the blackness,

In the harm I must succumb,

I can touch the blackness,

In the face that now is numb,

I can feel the blackness,

It holds me back from life,

I can feel the blackness,

Makes me shut my curtains tight,

I can feel the blackness,

I want to be alone,

I can feel the blackness,

Because without you, it's all I know.

***

Message to my liver.

Do you understand,

Why I poison you?

I don't suppose you understand,

The feelings behind harming you?

I wonder if you know,

If you die then I'm gone too,

I wonder if you see,

That your an important part of me,

I think about you often,

When you hurt me in the morn,

I think about you nightly,

When I wonder if you'll go on,

I hope that you still love me,

After all I have done,

I hope your not too damaged,

After all, I've only one.

***

My Own, Personal, Madness

You cant have loved her,

No, you can't,

Can't you see?

She's not the one for you, never was.

I am.

So if this is so right,

Why do i feel so wrong?

I do not want you to have a past.

Is it so impossible for you not to have one,

A history,

No other girls you've kissed,

Or touched.

Nobody else has felt like I do,

They cant have done,

Or they would feel broken too.

How can you be so in love,

But feel so in half,

I want to give you all that you need,

But I cant,

I'm sorry,

My minds elsewhere,

Away from all this pain.

You cant have touched another like me,

No,

because that really would kill me.

You havent looked at anyone with that look,

that you own,

Because you do,

Own it, I mean,

You can have everything when you look at me like that.

You havent left anyone else either,

Because then you might,

Do it to me.

All these girls,

Skeletons in your closet,

They dont exist,

Cant.

You've never caused pain,

Only to me because you love me,

Never to another,

Because that would mean she cared too.

You've never shared a bed before,

Only ours,

Maritial,

Because I'm your first.

Im not mad, I'm sad,

I'm lonely,

Help me see the light you can,

Because where I am its hard,

And dank,

And a little bit painful.

Wipe my tears away,

Tell me the past makes you strong enough,

To handle me.

That your history is nothing but that,

Ghosts of the past,

And while you hold me I believe it,

Until the next time that it's dark.

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  • 2 weeks later...

Enough

Sometimes I wish I could be

For just a moment too small to see

To be separated, apart from this body

Now a tattered scarred up mess

It bears the burden of my attack

For in it I try to make up for all that I lack

And what do I fear

The unkindest glimpse of all

A gaze, a stare, and a look of utter disappointment

Though it leaves me longing

Still it draws me in

With the promise of fulfillment

And what am I left with but the reality of this defeat

A body full of scars and a look of disappointment

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  • 4 weeks later...
Guest ASchwartz

To the Oak,

This is a warning to you that your response to Lie_low was cruel and hurtful. In addition, that response was totally uncalled for.

Consider this an unofficial warning. If you do this again you will be barred from this site. We are here to help people and not to cause harm!!!

Allan :mad:

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BUBBAS

I will never be able to put right

The experiences Ive had to drag you through

You've been taken from me know

We all have to start anew

Please dont think moma dont love you

Or in any way you are to blame

Moma has just screwed up.... big time

And now things can never be the same

I hope your happy, with your new momas

Have fun, you've the world to see

She will love you, give you tons of hugs

And I hope one day you can all forgive me

My love is inside you always

We are part of eachother and no one can take that ~ you know

So goodbye, my four little angels

Its time for moma to go

Edited by SweetSue
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I posted this in my blog but I thought I would post it here too.....

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A Spirit Dies

innocence unprotected

lays welcome for vicious truths

unaware and unguarded

welcomes pain fearlessly

the guileless warmth of the pure

'til predatory minds

lay forceful siege

against delicate and fragile life

and in that second,

that single second

life twists

and makes strange torment

of what once before was comfort

now all has turned to rage and tears

and the gentle scent of crushed flowers

mingles with blood and violence

here innocence dies

where soulless desecration triumphs

and walks away

without looking back

he smiles while she dies

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