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POEM STARTER
Submitted by Brittany Lawson
Write a poem about someone stuck in a cycle of self destruction. Just as they are about to exit the cycle or have a breakthrough, the poem starts back at the beginning.
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His eyes showed no emotions,
not even an ounce of devotion.
He carried a lot of baggage,
Due to the fact he felt average.
His time was near and dear,
But only him and god could
understand that type of fear.
His eyes you couldn’t read,
due to them being overshadowed
by the unforeseen deeds.
His eyes showed no emotions,
not even when he took the potion.
because he was now gone,
not ab...
-I did it again
I gave in
I made a mess on my skin
Then wrote a poem about it
I thought that I was better
I really, really did
But I crack under pressure
So I’ll atone for my sins
I won’t eat today
And I won’t eat tomorrow
But I’ll smile anyway
And cover up my sorrow
I’m stoic that way
And really, it makes sense
I don’t deserve to eat
After doing that nonsense
I’m useless
I’m worthless
...
Uncontrollable anger is the only emotion I know.
Lashing out, hurting everyone around me.
It's the only thing I know how to do.
Screaming, crying, swinging fists.
My sobs wrack my body when I'm alone.
Why do I hurt everyone around me?
Why can't I just be happy?
Why am I so _explosive_?
Take a breath.
I'll be okay.
Wipe my tears.
It's just a minor inconvenience.
But...
Uncontrollab...
My name might as well be anxiety.
It’s claws have gotten to my head,
and it’s teeth have sank into my throat.
It’s scared me into crying in my bed.
I’ve been calming down a bit, though.
Less thoughts at the wake of night.
I’ve been getting more sleep
and getting fewer times of fright.
But I’m always one to look back.
It’s claws reach for my head
and it’s teeth gnaw at my throat.
Anxiety has more...
I
Am
The
Monster
Hidden in the darkness of a cave
Disconnected, a bounded slave
My surroundings are a trove of my unwanted past
Bounded limbs are testaments I can’t outlast
I
Am
The
Monster
Imprisoned by man
Just another thing they aren’t willing to understand
You stumble upon me when you are lost
And then get angry when you must pay my cost!
I
...
I fell in love with you hard and fast
You were what I’d imagined for myself
The sound of your voice, your smirk, the way your body fit mine
Your ambition and your endless search for more
The way you seemed to melt at the sound of my voice
The way you almost cried when we first said goodbye
I fell in love with our videochats every day
With the silly little updates you would give me about your life...
_You . . . _
_You’re messed up_
_Nothing maybe even more than nothing_
_I’ll have to invent a new word for that_
_Oh wait why not your name?_
_You’re really good you know _
_At wasting life _
_A perfect life _
_But then again you never really had a life _
_You just kinda got through the days _
_You know like the weak human being you are _
Stop! Just stop!
I might be nothing
I might never know h...
First, a burst of the worst,
Rehearsed and coerced and traversed and unearthed,
Thirst of a cursed sunburst, cloudburst, starburst is immersed,
At the worst, a feetfirst bloodthirst.
Teeth sheathed in a bitter wreath,
Bitter like a quitter, a hitter or a sad little critter,
Ad for an armour-clad notepad,
Not yet unclad from the mad, not yet glad.
Don't fret, don't fright,
No need to sweat at a t...
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