I once knew a girl
Clever happy and kind
Only eight years old
Soon she was ten
Walking with soft smiles
Then she was almost 13
Feeling so alone
151 pills from the medicine cabinet
And a few suicide notes
Found the next day
When she had a little life left
Now she’s fourteen
Hopefully a little less alone
She’s been shipped away to Utah
I now know a girl
With scars on her wrists
Fourteen years old
And coming home in May
I once knew a girl
Clever happy and kind
Only eight years old
Soon she was ten
Walking with soft smiles
Then she was almost 13
Feeling so alone
151 pills from the medicine cabinet
And a few suicide notes
Found the next day
When she had a little life left
Now she’s fourteen
Hopefully a little less alone
She’s been shipped away to Utah
I now know a girl
With scars on her wrists
Fourteen years old
And coming home in May
I felt this one a little too much
I once knew a girl
Clever happy and kind
Only eight years old
Soon she was ten
Walking with soft smiles
Then she was almost 13
Feeling so alone
151 pills from the medicine cabinet
And a few suicide notes
Found the next day
When she had a little life left
Now she’s fourteen
Hopefully a little less alone
She’s been shipped away to Utah
I now know a girl
With scars on her wrists
Fourteen years old
And coming home in MayI felt this one a little too much
same ngl
everyone who was suicidal at a young age feels this one
^^^^^^^
Feels awkward for not feeling it
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Dandelions sprung from the grass.
They swayed in the breeze
as the trees did.
They only knew how to spread.
They didn't kill each other
as animals did.
They spread their glow to the world.
They made people smile
as beauty did.
They didn't know what they signed up for.
They didn't ever murder
but humans did.
Their life was cut short by greedy hands.
They began to die off
as all things did.
They were soon gone, those poor Dandelions.
But the humans wouldn't stop.
They never did.
They kept going for years on years
carrying a bouquet of the dead
As the Earth once did.
Soon they found a wasteland
Beneath the petals burned
as the fires did.
Nothing left of "beauty" in the world.
It made humans cry
as sadness did.
And they deserved it.
Feels awkward for not feeling it
Please don’t feel awkward for not being suicidal as a child, that’s not an experience that should be universal.
Also damn that’s a poem
Feels awkward for not feeling itPlease don’t feel awkward for not being suicidal as a child, that’s not an experience that should be universal.
That's not the thing I'm feeling awkward about. I know what that's like.
Also damn that’s a poem
Thanks!
Lonely Playgrounds
One cannot be peaceful
Unless they are capable
Of violence.
One cannot tell how
Loud noise is without
Knowing silence.
I was forced to feel more
From a very young age
I knew
That people are people
And their lives should affect
What I do.
I could kill the stars if I wanted
But instead I chose to
Find out
About the remnants of smiles
That dance forever through
Lonely playgrounds.
(Idk what I’m doing,, I haven’t had a good poem idea in a while so I’m kinda just writing)
It's better than anything I write
(Oof, my mood when seeing almost anyone else's writing.)
Lonely Playgrounds
One cannot be peaceful
Unless they are capable
Of violence.
One cannot tell how
Loud noise is without
Knowing silence.
I was forced to feel more
From a very young age
I knew
That people are people
And their lives should affect
What I do.
I could kill the stars if I wanted
But instead I chose to
Find out
About the remnants of smiles
That dance forever through
Lonely playgrounds.
This is absolutely beautiful and relatable.
Thanks:)
Why?
That's the question everyone likes to ask
Why'd you do it?
Why leave everyone behind?
Why would you hurt your family like this?..
How?
That's always next
How could you do it?
How could you leave us?
How could you hurt everyone like this?
We need you!
However let me ask you something
Why do you assume you had anything to do with it?
Why are you so surprised?
How could you just look away when I needed you?
How can you tell me to go kill myself…
Then expect me not to leave.
This is based on a character of mine.
"What do you want from me?"
The words are reverberating through
his mind. His brother's grey eyes, turning
golden as flames burned down their city, their
home. His brother, the king. His brother,
the traitor. His brother, mind
broken and body breaking and heart made
of stone. His brother, who he had left
to die.
"Sorry baby brother. This was my
throne."
That's what he said as he walked away from
Varian.
"This was always my throne."
He had said. What had he
sacrificed? Mara had asked him
that. Asked him as if he had never
ever given up anything for their
cause. And he had screamed at her, because
he had given everything. Parents,
lover, brother. His brother had betrayed him and
he had returned the favor.
"Please don't leave me like this."
Varian had begged at the end, begged
for Callan to save him, to
spare him from the flames. Cal had
not. Varian had betrayed them all, let
the monsters in. So Varian would burn, just
as he deserved. Monsters don't get second
chances.
Right?
Hanging from the moon over my
Burning town
The lonely lark
Sings for an empty city
And a broken pen.
Spiders spin their webs and I
Tear them down
Drink the dark
Get high on stardust and
Fall for you again.
Maybe one day I'll smile,
But it'll be in a place far from here.
If I hope, maybe the sky'll
Swallow me up.
Along the shore,
I count 26 people laughing.
I don't want to keep score,
But it happens all the time.
I want to leave this race,
I can't stand being invisible,
Only now I have no place
Anywhere I go.
I count ten thousand skies above me,
It feels as though all light is gone.
Please god, toss me a key
It's time for me to leave.
I count ten thousand skies above me,
It feels as though all light is gone.
Please god, toss me a key
It's time for me to leave.
The whole poem is beautiful but this especially stuck out to me
Every time I reread it I just picture this
This shining light abandoned,
That much is sadly true,
But wait 'till they see how much I've
Changed since I met you.
Our dance shoes side-by-side.
My feelings dance in color,
I let the wind blow my hair
And nothing is any duller.
The days start to pass by slower,
The skies just look so lovely,
How did I end up here?
With you and me, I'm so lucky.
It's time to wake up now,
Just drag me from my dream.
I promise not to bite,
But I might kick and scream.
Just drag me from my dream.
I promise not to bite,
But I might kick and scream.
This is just worded so well.
Just drag me from my dream.
I promise not to bite,
But I might kick and scream.This is just worded so well.
^^^
I just feel like I should say everyone on this page has shared just some of the most amazing poems I've really ever heard. I'm not sure why but these poems here have made me feel so much more then any of the ones I've read in school. Overall ya'll are amazing and I love you all.
^^ there’s some really impressive poetry here, and I love how real it is. You’re all amazing.