For your poems.
being abused sucks. uh. here have some vague minimalist poetry:
I’m so angry.
I’m SO ANGRY ALL THE TIME.
I feel like the whole world is against me, but you know what?
At this point, I’ve had the biggest epiphany. I don’t care anymore.
Imagine that.
Do, whatever the fuck you want.
Be a slut, dress how you want. Be an asshole, be kind, go out at night. get drunk, fall in love, make huge mistakes, lose and gain friends, burn bridges.
I don’t care what your parents say.
Do it.
Fucking do it, cause you know what, you only live once and no one is going to hear about us in those […]
As long as you have a pulse you have a problem and you just have to deal with that.
-love,me
Afterthought
‘I’m fine’ the mantra in my head
The lie I speak everyday
‘I’m not fine’ words you don’t say
But I hear them anyway
Carving more of what little is left within
To be there for you
Because I’ll always be there for you
I’ll always elevate you above myself
Sacrifice my needs to meet your own
And I know it’s not balanced
I know it’s not healthy
But this is the friendship paradigm
I’ve grown up believing
The issue is others don’t see that
They see a good person to talk too
So, they keep doing it
They see someone whose handling everything
So, I keep doing it
Except I’m not
I’m slowly cracking from within
Depression seeping under my skin
Infecting old scars, I […]
I am done with this world
I am tired of this pain, this pain isn’t physical
but its driving me insane.
<3 -love,me
Im getting old woohoo!
my philosophy about how much suffering we should endure is probably comparable to that of clive barkers cenobites ideas around it.
ive honestly seeked out death for myself
ive honestly seeked out a life for myself.
Im at my end. If i can’t die. i cant live. .
im 29years old so you listen hear youngens and old bastards alike: Keep kicking or dont. Expend every ounce of free will. Preserve it. or dont.
im not sick. I never was.
They can take me away but after years of frustratingly ordering my opinions about this matter.. And learning to enter/escape bigger hell holes: Lol no one can convince […]
I don’t want to disappoint them.
It’s to the point where I don’t even care about my own health and well being anymore.
Although….when will it be enough for you?
When will I be enough?
It’s that time of year, the days are getting shorter, the nights are getting colder, the leaves are changing color. How fortunate to have eyes to see the show.
why come in my room to talk to me?
only to put me down
to make me feel like im not good enough
i do everything right
you don’t have to make me feel shitty because you hate the way you grew up
you tell me im lucky for how nice you are to me
you also tell me that im a failure because i stay up late doing the homework i can barely do
im not doing this for you
so why critique me on the essence of my work when its not for you
it does not concern you
the reason im so […]
Is there someone in white on the second floor of an apartment with some “non – taxed green trees (grass or weed, nice ones…) and she is in the next room running out of food and just lying there a little scared face down on here matress (and there is a key ring she must bring with her — but you my friend must find that after lifting her from the room (a female saver around about 70kilos approximately 130 pounds — nice boobies… and then goes up to the bathrrom on the left and get the keyring with her left hand and keeps it […]
there’s two sides to the battle going on inside my head
one side is the innocent little girl who got robbed of her childhood, handing me a match, trying to light my way through the darkness
and the other side is the girl who’s demons are taking over, using the match to light a cigarette and screaming at me to mark my skin one. more. time.
i could always use another blistering reminder of what happened that day
The world tells us so many things, feeds us plenty of lies, and way too much bullshit.
I’m so sick of being sexualized for wearing a plain shirt with bra straps underneath. God forbid, I’m a woman, and GOD FORBID I wear a bra.
I’m tired of being catcalled on the sidewalk while walking home from the library by 30 year old white men yelling “nice tits” out the car window. I’m sixteen you creeps. Catcalling, is trying to humiliate you, reinforce their own dominance over you; it’s a way of trying to say, “hey, I’m able to tear you down and say what I want about […]
i think sadness is so complex.
when i say i’m sad, what i really mean is
black abyss inside me filled with cigarette ashes, smashed bottles, bloody skin, empty screams and words i can’t say.
i’m a confused and lost soul living in a self-destructive and cold body.
since that one event in my life i’ve forced myself to be a cold-hearted and mean-spirited person because i though it was better that way.
destroy relationships before they destroy you
leave before you get left
i’ve burned enough bridges it’s insane i haven’t drowned yet.
everyone uses the phrase ‘fake it till you make it’ for thinks like confidence and happiness,
but that little girl in me used it to become an emotionless void
and now i don’t know how to turn back.
i don’t even know if i can.
Previously, I went to visit family in California for the summer. I was in a pretty bad place mentally, so I used the money I had saved up to go surfing all summer long.
And for the first time, in a long time, I was happy.
Not just happy on the waves, but at home too. It’s like the board was an extension of my body, and I was free to be me when I went out.
No homework, no stress, no group chats, no toxic friends, no mom, no dad, no yelling, no crying, just me, and the board.
Just me, surfing. […]
I was so angry.
no, that’s an understatement; I was livid.
The problem?
my mom said we were out of butter for the toast I was making.
I got so pissed because we ran out of butter. BUTTER. I don’t understand why the littlest and stupidest things are starting to set me off, but i’m worried i’m going to snap at the people I care about.
Why does this happen?
I just don’t get it.
Masking heavy thoughts
Like dirt covering a dead seed
Giving life to unclean intentions
And sprouting the darkest deeds
Song lyrics?:
The things I’ve tried and heard
Looking for better words 2x
Idk I’m just trying to get rid of the loud thoughts and go tf to sleep
She overcame sadness by sharing her gift. Listen to my dear friend at soundcloud.com/ samanthasings ~ may you be renewed and find comfort and joy in this life
I don’t want to live, but I don’t want to die. Sometimes I picture myself running away from my life. All my responsibilites, from school, from home and all my friends. I wish I was invisible, i wish people wouldnt acknowledge me. I want to be here without actually having to be here. I want to live in a dream where I never have to wake up. Can anyone save me from this madness?