Poetry & Art
For your poems.
September 26th, 2014by Reflectone
Inside her chest
Is a lake sealed from
But cannot find the sand.
In the midnight
I saw her on shore
When I began to shiver
For her to find me there.
Beneath the surface,
When both hands fell below the sea.
I was enthralled by her guise
Yet blinded by the clouds of my screams,
Drowning in the gloom of death
Suspended in the peace of a dream,
She sang with honey on her lips
With a forked tongue twisting the sound,
Drifting on the waves of sleep
Sinking into the rubies encased in her eyes.
September 25th, 2014by Scr3aming1nside
Death surrounds me
with peaceful quiet.
Death opens it’s arms to me
in it’s dark embrace
I can feel my soul becoming undone.
Death walks beside me
Tempting me to come to him
with promise of forever
He tells me
I can qwiet your thoughts
for all eternity,
I can take the suffering away
And give you release.
I can stop the endless path of despair
which you walk upon
To feel nothing
To be quiet
To be Peacful
Theses are what i have wanted
September 25th, 2014by Reflectone
Banished to the docks
Where no one’s ever been
Silence is a mouth
Trying to swallow me
The wood I walk has rot
But I’m starting to hear the sea
In exile night falls fast
But it’s falling right on me.
A fetid gray dawn looms
A mist in the morning obscures
A gift in sand and in dirt
One sailboat washed on shore
Alms for no hand to receive
But I’ll give mine up to faith
I trust we both float on the sea
Or drift under the haze.
Into uncharted tides
Every ripple’s a face to me
An abject reflection
Among smiling amenities
For this I gave them features
I put them there to soothe
Or has the sound of nothing wrought
What we came here …
September 23rd, 2014by hooded_girl
1 became 2, then 2 to 4. 1 cut every time my heart fell to the floor.
4 became 5, then 5 to 8. 1 cut every time I’ve experienced self-hate.
8 became 9, then 9 to 11. 1 cut every time I wish I was in Heaven.
11 became 12, then 12 to 16. 1 cut every time they were ever mean.
16 became 17, then 17 to 21. 1 last cut before my life was done.
1 cut, 2 cut, 3 cut, 4.
Loss of blood, my mind began to flood, as my life went on no more.
Self-Harm is like a drug to some, addictive and sweet.
To feel something, …
September 23rd, 2014by hellblau
Even that you never stayed away from me, there was always the fear that you commit fraud to my love. And now I realize that my heart deserves an explanation. I do not regret doubting, questioning your loyalty and even the way you look. And now the bitter future is me, I’ll be always there; cause well, I do not want to miss you.
September 22nd, 2014by LittleBead
An ordinary man
Lost in big city
No one here but me
This overwhelming emptiness
The sadness immerse I into
Save me before it could devour me
I release a little balloon out of my hand
A pink dot on the gloomy sky
Awaiting the salvation
The years have passed by
The weather was still the same
However I woke up today in the morning
And believe me or not
But I saw it
Two millions of pink dots
On the azure sky
Two millions of ordinary men
Immerse into the sadness
Awaiting the salvation
They are in the city
Where was only I yesterday
*cough cough* My own poetry… but stop for a moment and smile. All in all, we are still alive.
September 21st, 2014by DayDreamer6
Why do you play with my emotions?
You actually asked me how I felt.
You already have someone so why do you want me?
I felt something new with you today that actually gave me hope.
You’re such an asshole.
Why do I miss you so much when we’re apart?
Do you miss me?
September 19th, 2014by Rex_Dawn
They treat you like crap in the real life, yet they act like they care on the internet. Why is this? Why do they stab you in the back to your face. They don’t see the cuts, they think I’m fine, they think it doesn’t hurt, they also believe I do not cut from excuses. No one thinks I’m a good liar, they don’t know how good of a liar I really am. I hide my cuts they don’t suspect. I plot to leave, but my uncle keeps me here by making me show a true smile. When he helps me they hurt him, I …
Twenty two Twenty two seconds you consumed my heart Twenty two minutes my fortress of solitude fell apart Twenty two hours I knew you were mine from the start Twenty two days your merciless death grip shot through my chest Twenty two months I’ll give you my life and until we’re together I won’t rest […]
September 14th, 2014by hopeisafourletterword
Oh to paint a picture
Of what you’ve done for me.
It wasn’t what I wanted
Not what I thought I’d need.
You have no idea
Of the difference you have made.
You didn’t even know me but
Knew I needed to be saved.
It must’ve been God’s will
For you to come into my life.
Had you not, I would’ve ended it
That late August night.
September 13th, 2014by Scarlett Dawn
The tip of the blade touches my skin
My body shrieks for me to stop
But with my heart aching so
My mind tells me to carry on
I push the blade hard against my frail skin
The tears fall delicately like the melancholy of rain droplets
Yet as I pull the stainless steel up my arm
My emotions are gone, I just feel numb
I ardour watching as my skin torn asunder
September 11th, 2014by DayDreamer6
Things are hectic. I have no control anymore. The more I tried to be normal the further away I was. I participated in “normal” activities. Yet I would always end up in the same place.
Crying my eyes out.
In the closet.
Blade in my right hand.
Twiddling between my pointer and thumb.
Waiting for relief.
Asking whoever is listening, ‘why’.
Convincing myself not to do it.
Why can’t I be like all the reindeer in the reindeer games?
September 11th, 2014by DayDreamer6
All of us have so much in common. It’s both amazing and heartbreaking. Imagine all of us getting together and just chatting. Being face to face with the people who are really there for you.
There must be some alternate universe where all of us are happy, truly happy. No longer faking it, no more suffering, just happiness.
What a childlike dream.
We all may feel alone but we’re alone together. Even if it’s not face to face. The first day I posted on here, I was in a very dark place. More specifically, I was standing on a bridge looking down at the water. Wondering. What would …
September 11th, 2014by bigjamdaddy
Always, known in, all my time,
A little left of center now
Reflect as I realize,
That all I need is to find the middle pillar path to sit like the sun by a star in the sky and
Sinners, casting stones at me
I… I stand, not crawling, not falling down
I… I bleed the demons that drag me down
I… I stand, (for nothing), not crawling, (the center), not falling down (of calms within the eye)
I… I’ll bleed, (for no one), The demons, (but myself), that pull me down (for me and no one else)
Goodbye, sunshine, I’ve put it out again, sad
I’m over, personalities, conflicting, I don’t …