Aspiring Writers discussion

We all have made it through,
Everything thrown at us,
We all live.
This is a common experience,
Something we could use to come together,
But instead we use it to tear ourselves away,
From each other,
From our homes,
From our friends,
Our biggest gift,
Used in a way it was never intended

Why is the title named Misc?

because I didn't have another word meaning 'and all the rest', other than misc

Is this any good?? It's for school and I can't get a bad grade!

If you were a color
you would be blue
because no matter
what I always think of you.
Just like the sky,
it's just stays there, shining true
Always reminding me of you.

I like it, but I woulkd put the what on line three, not four. And i would reword the sixth line to maybe something like "just staying there, shining true"

Ya I thought that line sounded kinda funny, but I wasn't sure what to change it to. Thanks for the help!

no prob

=)

It started pure,
Sincere,
Real.

But I couldn't lose you.
So I changed.
Altered,
Adjusted.

I became This
You know This,
You need This,
This is who I "am".

But it's getting harder to continue,
The facade is too much.

Now I need to speak,
Something unmentionable,
Unspeakable,
Impossible.

It wouldn't have happened to This,
Never,
Forget it.

Now I need you,
But I can't ask,
Impractical,
Nevermind.

Now I am in a corner.
Head ducked low
Cowering behind This.

Nice. I really like it. It appeals me in a way.

thanks!

Closer and closer,
ever closeing in,
deliberate and slow,
even breath,
even pace,
to the left,
to the right,
everywhere I look,
all around
no escape.

Should I let them?
Drag out my ending?
Or rush to their,
offereed doom.
End myself by their terms,
or mine?

How do I choose?
Quikly.
Or time,
ever ticking,
will for me.

Wow!!!!!

I am tired
Of this game
We play.

I wish you wouldn't
Scream or cry when
I'm around

You beg for
Attention
But don't care and
Turn away when I
Try.

I wish you would stop
Stop begging
Stop crying
Stop screaming
Let me sleep the
Whole night
Through

Once in my
Life I
Wish you
Weren't
Born.

Go away.

I need to
Get this off
My mind

Off my chest
Make it go
Away

To say it outloud
But I can't
It's impossible
To say how I
Feel about you

The fear of
Being judged by
You
Mists my eyes

You hate me
You judge me
You hurt me

Why did I tell
You?

Thats really good, very expressed.

i love it, i love how you are thinking about saying something to start and how it ends with you regreting it

this is a little differnt thatn how i normally write...

When darkness reigns
and hope is lost,
And joy takes a reprieve.
You will find
When love’s applied,
Your world,
It fills
with light

I can see. No suicide. ;)

i had to write it for school. somehow i doubt suicide poems would go down very well. just a thougt though

I just wrote this...

No sleep,
No chance to fall into that chasm deep.

Not with your voice ringing in my ears,
Your words like sharpened spears.

Not with your anger left in streaks,
Staining lines on both my cheeks,

Your hate in my head I keep.
No sleep.

Love it.

You Left Me Dead

Sorrow frozen in my head
My heart
Your feet do tread

Feelings blossoming in lead
A book
Never to be read

The words you said
Are pounded
In my head

Making me feeling, worthless, dead
I tried to recover
Instead, I fled

Now alone in our bed
I cut my wrists
I bled

I still can't believe
You left me dead

i like this a lot. and i love the rhyme scheme, very creative

Thanks ;)

I remember the night
The night she cried
And I was too far away
To be by her side.

And I remember the night
The night everything changed
And I couldnt comfort her
My heart outranged.

And, oh, how I cried with her,
My heart cried for her
Because her heart was broken,
Still full of desire.

And I wanted to holt her
But too far away
How long the night was
Awaiting the day.

Writer's Block

My soul
clings on
to what is left
of my humanity.

The wall...
The wall...
Come crumble down
Shower me in all
of the new thoughtfulness.

Smeared in black
Ink run down
Fill my eyes
With visions
Of a new
Tomorrow.

Red...blood
Thicker than water
Thicker than skin
Warm
Cold
Knife
Cut.

Death
Dead
Rotting
Useless
Wall...wall...
Crumble down
You're beautiness is
Blinding me

Unsure of what
To do.
Unsure of who
I am.

i love that, it is very relateable