I don't know why I'm creating this thread, but I am. So just maybe some of you can join me in creating a poem to describe your dominant thoughts in this moment. It can be as un-rhymey, trashy or as bad as my example: I want pop-tarts I want pop-tarts. I can't be bummed to make pop-tarts. But I want pop-tarts. I want pop-tarts. I have some pop-tarts. And I want pop-tarts. But I can't be bummed to heat them, Pop-tarts, pop-tarts. I want pop-tarts. I want pop-tarts. I want pop-tarts. I want pop-tarts. So yeah, go ahead.
This is kinda long... Tho it details how I'm feeling... I probe my mind searching for an answer to the blackness deep inside of me I think long and hard about life and why I would be better off dead I tip my brain upside down in my quest for answers to my problems I jumble my thoughts turn them inside-out during my uncertainty about living I sleep few hours messing up my subconscious nothing coming clear I have almost gone to the point of no return but maybe I will find light at the end of my tunnel I will struggle through another day battling the cruel harshness of reality and beyond I am losing it it being my mind although some would call it marbles I despair of ever being raised out of the turmoil that constitutes my life I hope or not as hope does no longer exist in my world I do not know what will happen next whether I die or live I cannot foresee what lies ahead though it cannot be good for nothing ever is I need help maybe some would agree others would beg to differ I lessen my grip on happiness one day following the next I clutch frantically at the strands of my frayed life the burnt cinders of me I do not desire to continue like this death is becoming preferable I sit and wait as the seconds trickle by agonizingly slowly I am sinking down further into the gaping blackness spiralling towards the bottom of a bottomless hole I shall not continue to live like this it must be fixed or I destroyed I must not hurt those I care for in my slowly spiralling state I will eventually be free or dead at peace with everyone and myself I continue through the pain and sorrow that are all I know and can feel I feel betrayed and angry at myself and I wallow in grief I write in the effort to understand how I feel and why I read my writings and realise that death is maybe not so good but still desirable I consider my friends and the pain I’d inflict if I did die I notice that my scissors are too blunt to cut flesh but that is probably a good thing I idly wait and reconsider my options and whether I want to proceed to Uni I seek nothing except friendship and love to haul me out of my downward moving life I watch and observe the happiness of strangers and wonder how to smile I sometimes laugh randomly not from sheer joy but because I have no purpose I sink further and further into the dark and rely on the kindness of others I fret and tremble as I realise that maybe hope doesn’t exist I am scribbling down my muntified thoughts from my fried-egg brain I die internally and no one seems to notice or care that I am alone I am by myself contemplating nothing but life or death
I am in the need of food but not something boring or crude a giant burger would improve my mood but i'm on a diet from a skinny hot dude
Logarithmic equations suck They are really such a bore Why the hell don't people just use the calculator?
^love it..lol i shouldnt wait for that text or call its better to just stop thinking while staring at the wall i did my best now its time to get some rest
pasta it comes in many shapes but few flavors sauce, sauce is the secret the magic substance that gives substance and taste pasta delicious and so textured each variety a new experience a joy to the tongue with veggies with mushrooms with fish with shrimp or on its own it doesn't matter
I predict, that I have a upcoming ill-ness, My immune system, this cold it will miss A nose that does not feel quite well, The back of my mouth, I just can't quite tell That I don't feel very right... is this a sign of a coming blight? Im going to drink some hot tea, and put on some socks and open my window.
I'm standing underneath a roof while acid rain is falling I've been dodging it for weeks afraid of being rejected Ignored shunned from the people that mean the most to me. I've done all this talking and complaining but I haven't gone into this storm and done a wink of the things I say I will I wonder if I ever really will or if I'll just stand under the roof waiting for the impossible to stop just for me
One cannot possibly take away from Nothing If one attempts to take away from Nothing Chaos will be the only result And that which was Nothing Will be forever without Hope
I went to a club last night And had a lot to drink Now I have a hangover And am unable to think (Apparently I can still rhyme though)
All I want I just want to be okay But you don't seem to care It doesn't matter as long as you can't see I'm just another girl with nothing left but broken dreams You pushed me to the edge I almost didn't come back You don't realize, you made the initial crack Slowly you broke me more You found me bleeding on the bathroom floor You never found the note You visited me in the hospital; for the first few days Then you slowly faded away Because of you, All I want, is to be okay
My Symphony Why does this heart beat so awkwardly? Oh no, I think I heard it break... My insides want to be outside, It's like this massive internal earthquake. Drop a bomb into my stomach just to end this feeling... I don't mind breathing out smoke. It's easier to digest than this absence, It fills the emptiness even though I sometimes choke. Just cut off a limb, remove some skin - Whatever you do, please end this internal pain. There are water stains etched into my beautiful face... My insides are being washed away by this torrential rain. My feelings are consumed and confused in these thoughts, I feel like burning just to feel something new... Something different... Even something I hate, Something foreign... anything, other than you. My body wants to fall to pieces... And I'm beginning to give up and just let it fall. I'm finding it so hard just to pull myself together, Why did I give you my all? I bound a ribbon around your heart and mine, I even tied it with the most stunning bow. It was wrapped in faith and hope and love... All of which you no longer seem to show. You cannot pretend there is nothing left to defend, We had barely even begun and you ended it. You put us on hold and never looked back, You left a hole that has now filled with dirt and grit. I know I'm just another face in the crowd, But I constantly pray you will find your way back to me... Because you are music to my soul, the sweetest melody... And I cannot function properly without my symphony.
Dear EC, Stop distracting me There is schoolwork to be done, but that's no fun Food tastes great The noodle's unfortunate fate Three tiny ones
Mirror, mirror, on the wall What the hell is the point of it all We're born, we live, we fall in love, we die And all that time, we live in a lie Mirror, mirror, in my hand I no longer know where I stand Everyone hurts, but there's always a mask I want the truth, is that too much to ask? Mirror, mirror, can you say Why I shouldn't give up, why I should stay Tell me my future, tell me what you foresee Come on stupid mirror, why won't you answer me And another short one: Roses are red Grass is green I like your legs And what's in between Roses are red Violets are blue Next on my to-do list: You Grass is purple Water is green No, I'm not high I don't know what you mean