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She was drowning, but no one saw her struggle.No one saw her pleas for help,
No one saw her tears,
She tried so hard to stay strong.
She yelled at the world for so long, but no one listened
Sure some asked her ‘what’s wrong’,
But no one bothered to ask what lay behind her fake smile
‘I’m fine’ she’d lie
I’m dying inside
Painstaking tear tracks cover her cheeks,
She smiles and laughs,
Goes along with the group,
She goes home she tries to stay together,
She cries,
She bleeds,
She’s scared of the skeletons in her closet,
And yet they’re her only friends,
Long hair covers fresh bruises,
‘I’m just cold,’ she lies pulling down her sleeves,
I don’t want you to see my scars
She keeps going to school, to work, to parties,
'You're looking a little worn,'
Small traces of worry cover their voices,
'I'm just tired' she lies,
I can't take this anymore
An old friend calls from far away,
His parents took him away so long ago,
They wanted to live a better life,
One with less sadness, less city,
They fled to the country and took him away from her,
She needed him,
'I'm okay' she responded to his questions,
I’m not okay, please help me,
'No you're not, don't hide from me,'
'I promise you I'm better now,'
I've never been this bad before
He refused to hear her lies,
He refused to accept her half-truths,
He ran from his home and to her,
He abandoned his privileged life and flew to her aid,
He arrived minutes too late,
He dialled for help but he knew they would be too slow,
'Give her back to me!' he cried to the heavens,
'If you give her back to me a swear I'll never leave her side again,'
'I will keep her strong, I will keep her safe,'
'Just please,' he begged, 'let it not be too late'
He kissed her lips, they were still warm, still had the vague presence of life,
His shirt smeared with blood, he called once more to the sky,
'Don't let me be too late!'
A small raise of her chest,
The light flutter of her thin eyelids,
Within an hour he could breathe easy by her side,
She was safe.
And would be from now on.
I'm no expert in poetry, but that was really great Aurora! Especially for a first try. You should definitely write more poems :)
I love this you have to write more poems
Thank god for the ending. I would be really sad otherwise. But it was great. I thought you were going to try a happy poem?
I was and then i started day dreaming while typing and yeah... that happened... at least she didnt technically die... does that count as happy? XD
Oh yeah I remember you saying that. I'm sure mr silverwood will count it as happy. xD he won't get panicked by all the suicidal poems.
I think he'll be glad that anyones actually trying xD
To quote a beautiful song by the name of 'Little Game'"Welcome, to the land of the broken minds"
I'm trying to write down some of my current feelings towards life... so sorry if it makes little to no sense...
Also Alice, if you're reading this, I know you know who this is about, and I swear to god if you send it to them I will end you.
Back onto the thread at hand: My attempts at poetry
Sleepless nights and empty glasses,
We ponder emotions yet still feel none,
You search for a way out of the pain,
Only to find yourself lost again.
You spread your lies,
Your fear calling out,
You never imagined it blowing a light out.
The truth is you destroyed her,
You left her for dead,
You never thought her life was hanging by a thread,
You ignored her yells, her sadness, her pleas
Abandoned her there,
Crying on her knees.
You never imagined the pain she went through,
Pretending that she never did love you,
And like the fool you are,
You believed her words to be true.
She never meant to hurt you,
She never meant to make you cry,
But she hates herself,
And doesn’t know why.
You always felt responsible for what she did,
For the bruises on her fists,
And the scars on her skin,
You tried to help,
But only let her fears sink in.
She realised how much she destroyed your life,
How she made you sad, made you cry, made you care,
So she ran away into the dark,
Away from your light,
Away from it all,
Into the night.
That's a nice one, sad but nice.
In my defense for all this literary garbage I'm spilling, sleep hasn't been coming lately and its 1 am now on my third night without sleep... forgive my murder of the beautiful art-form that is poetry.Lying is easy,
It’s the truth that’s hard,
“I’m Fine” you can lie,
Faking your best smile,
And no one will question why you’re in such denial.
Tell the truth however,
About how your life is in pieces,
And the question stream begins,
And my god it never ceases.
They pick and pry at your life,
Wishing to know more,
And yet act so surprised when the truth destroys them all.
You list all your sins,
Expose all your wounds,
Practically building the foundations,
To your own tomb.
They grasp at straws,
Trying to help,
To pull your head above water,
Or just to avoid the slaughter.
The solution? That’s simple,
You keep the truth concealed,
And never show the hand that you were dealed, (made up a word for rhyming sake xD)
Because why hurt them all, when you can just hurt yourself,
That’s why you never see people like us, calling for help.
That's really beautiful...choked me up.
And I'm sorry that you can't sleep.
It's alright, I'm sorta used to it by now, and thanks for always reading my stuff, even though alotta its kinda weird and sad ^.^
Welcome. I like reading it, I'm a weird person lol.
I really like the last one. I like how the writing style doesn't follow any strict rules.
No I won't tell them or anyone else. I'm trusting you too remember. I like them a lot.
And I've only just noticed you sent a heart ages ago. Shock horror. XD
Yeah I know xD and surprisingly enough I do have one xD
I know you have one. It's just locked away and buried.
And quite dead inside, or at atleast frozen, or made of stone or something xD
Considering how much I dislike muse, it really wasn't xD
Make a better reference next time then. XD
I highly doubt you'd understand most of my references xD
Boredom and a bad week produced this little thing, I'm struggling with rhymes in some spots so if anyone can help that'd be great ^.^There are monsters in this world,
Monsters that like to wear human skin,
They hide in the shadows,
Whisper sins in your ear,
Coax you into darkness,
To dance with your greatest fears
They bombard you with lies,
Break down your walls,
Gain entry to your heart,
Where they continue to harm,
The person you were is left behind,
As the monsters win you over with their charm.
These monsters will hand you the tools of destruction,
They will sit back and watch as you destroy your world,
They will smirk as they watch you suffer,
And then they will simply disappear,
You think yourself safe,
You think maybe, just maybe, they're gone for good,
But in your darkest moments they appear like thunder,
And claw at you as they pull you back under.
They will once again creep into your thoughts,
Push you towards cliff edges and sharp blades,
They will tell you the world is better off without you,
And you'll simply nod and do as your told,
Just like when you were five years old.
Because in the end these are your monsters,
You created these shadows in your mind,
You fed them your happiness,
So surely they must only speak the truth?
A world without you, is a world without them,
And this world must be better without such toxic youth.
These monsters in human skin are your creation,
You allowed them into your life,
But even now you can't quite accept them for what they are,
The truth is there is no such thing as monsters,
They are just the thoughts you refuse to believe.
*strokes head. I like it too. Especially the five years old bit.
Any help or criticism is much appreciated as always :3