Highschool Student hoping to get better and poetry and maybe one day make a book! Love feedback on everything. Feel free to reach out to me also! Main themes of my poems: queerness, depression, addiction, family issues, identity
Highschool Student hoping to get better and poetry and maybe one day make a book! Love feedback on everything. Feel free to reach out to me also! Main themes of my poems: queerness, depression, addiction, family issues, identity
The eerie coldness wrap around my heart,
I can’t breath.
The walls are whispering
About the time when they were dust.
My brain is yelling
About the time when I was happy
I don’t hear them,
My ears and eyes are disconnected,
Like the landline on my wall.
No one in or out.
The doors are locked from the inside
The key is outside.
A paradox my brain wont even attempt to solve.
My coldness of my twin s...
My heart aches
Black sticky tar dripping
Onto my lungs, stomach, liver.
Engulfing me in darkness
and clinging to my chest.
Dark syrup block the path
From body to brain.
My blood mixes with it,
A murky brown colour.
Shadows fill every inch of my body.
Depression runs through my veins
In and out
My heart pumps it around
Not aware the difference
Between good and bad blood.
Doing its job as it should...
My stomach curls
As my sleeve roll up,
Every line, a tear-welling reminder.
When life was barely life,
A whisper of a year I’d like to forget,
The vision of my moms twisted frown.
My head pounds and my eyes blur,
My fingers trace the imperfect lines.
They resurface as memories,
Littered across my skin in the shape of shame.
Old as well as older,
Tales of a lifetime ago
Reminds me that I will heal...
The house is silent
The snoring and stirring of a parent
The bathroom tiles are ice
Against my warm but bloody thighs.
In the morning they will find me
Soaked in blood and misery
They’ll worry where they went wrong
And I’ll tell them if I could
The things and things among.
My voice would quiver and break
As my hand leaves letters in its wake.
Apologetic and sincere
As my time grows thinner.
Id w...