Poetry For All discussion

Here ya go!

Thanks

I just want to say for anyone reading my poems are dark
i don't want to do trigger warnings because i don't want to reveal the theme like that, i want them to be there for those who need them and passed over by those who don't
so just know I rang from SA, SH, ED, and other traumatic stuff

It was a violation. Nothing hurt more than those hands running down the hills.
The land cried out, begging for it to simply be over.
All over.
The cold embrace of Death would be better than this pain.
This suffering.
For the grass to turn a pale yellow and for the animals to die of starvation would be better than this suffering brought on by man.
All those men, claiming something of which is not theirs to own.
They took axes to the trees, leaving scars so deep they would never heal.

Soft purple flowers grow over those deep abrasions, but even their beauty can never hide the damage done.
All those men with their firm grips and harsh faces.
Nothing but selfish thoughts in their heads - they claimed it was for need, whether to ease their conscience or mine I know not- but there are so many other ways.
The women.
The women no better, going through and foraging first.
Taking small but equally important plants out of the earth.

Between the two, what could have been a beautiful and blossoming clearing was destroyed.
Broken beyond repair.
Those who noticed refuse to see, leaving the land to fight a battle it could never win.

I'm in love with your poem :o

thanks lol

It's too late

You hate when those spikes show through
When you snap and show your claws
But you’re just so trapped
Hysteria, paranoia..
..more monsters lurk beneath the shell you call a body

You know there is one way to fix it
But it’s regression

What is regression?
Why does one person get to decide what is and isn’t good for you?
Isn’t that much the issue in the first place?
They think they know what’s good for you
They don’t know
No one knows
They don’t know

So then what, love?
Force your fists into every surface that may break them?
Cut yourself into oblivion?
Stay away from everyone so they can’t see your skin breaking, no longer to hold you together?
Pray that you die naturally because you just can’t do that to her?

Then what?
What do you do when it doesn’t happen?
When you’re withered away so much on the inside you can’t even feed yourself?
When your hollow eyes make you fingers talons and you destroy everyone you care about because you just can’t figure out how to kill yourself?

But it’s good like that, right?
Not feeling is beautiful.
Nothing.
Pure fucking bliss.
They can’t even phase you
Fuck, you’re not even human anymore
When the monster comes out to play?

Prey.
They’re all prey.
And you better be ready for the damage you cause
For when you realize you are the monster
And it’s not them
Not anymore

But maybe you’ll be so cold you won’t even notice.
Won’t even care.
But that’s what you want, right?

This one I am putting in spoiler tags.
Heavy trigger warning: Suicide.

Good Bye

(view spoiler)[ So what now, darling?
You’re at a point where you have to make a choice.

Tell her
Talk with him

Tell someone
Anyone
Damn it just feel something
Something besides the violence inside
Make it stop
Peel your skin off
Let them crawl out

Maim yourself
Cut yourself
Hurt yourself
Anything to feel, right?

Tell her.
Talk with him.

They’d help
Let them help
Why don’t you just let them help
You don’t deserve it?
Bullshit. You’ve suffered enough for a lifetime
Maybe even more

Is ending it giving up?
Or simply freeing yourself from this fight
You’ve fought hard
You found happiness
You tried your damn best

But I’m just so tired
Fuck, I’m tired

Tell her..
Talk with him..

Love, I’m tired
I promised you the world
But my world wants to be a grave
I adore you in every way
You know i always; will
Maybe the next life won’t hurt so bad
Then we can be free
(hide spoiler)]

I'd like any feedback anyone may have <3

What do you get from it?

Honestly i wrote that so in the moment i forgot that was in there :)

But cool, thank you!