Here you can indulge on some great poems that dive into the weird and beautiful part of my brain.
Not Your Average Haiku.
The smile on his face Murderous and a foot wide Is covered in blood
It's Not Just Moodswings.
I am young and depressed I wonder if the world is ready for my messy self I see other people who have their lives together at 15 I want to smile more I am young and depressed
I pretend that I have a mother that cares I feel as if my heart doesn’t beat like it used to I touch my chest to check if there is a rhythmn I worry that i’ll never be okay I cry because i’m lost I am young and depressed
I understand that my family loves me I say that my day went okay I dream of a time when that will be true I try to keep a smile on my face I hope that one day that smile will be real I am young and depressed
Hearts and Stinky Dogs.
I dream of travel and Love at first sight You are there too, with your Stinky dog and your smile that makes me melt. Your Face isn’t the only thing i've fallen in love with.
What Is Love?
Staring at the stars Wondering what you’re up to If you are happy I’m killing myself slowly Thinking of you and not me
Rain, Rain, Go Away.
Summer brings the rain That sticks to my face And soaks through my thin jacket The wind sounds like whispers in my ear Walking through the dark forest Find my way home or Die trying
The Good, The Bad, and Satan.
Satan is used as a bad word. You can’t deny that you haven’t heard it. Can’t you tell it’s a little ignorant that Have half the people have not learned what actually happened? My favorite part about the whole ordeal, is how Children fear the name that means absolutely nothing.
I'm Learning.
I'm learning to love myself And I'm learning to make friends And I'm learning to accept compliment Not deny them, when I am told “you're pretty” And I'm learning not to push people away And I'm learning not to cry as much And I'm learning (though it sometimes really hurts me) Not to reject love And I'm learning to forgive When I get double crossed And I'm learning that it's much Much easier to be happy than I thought
My Home.
He is the dot outside the circle of normal people He is a rusty yet always reliable car He is the sun to my always rainy days He is pizza with pineapples on top He is a handsome with a smirk and green eyes He is warm hugs and wet kisses He is my home.
To Be Saved, Or Not Be Saved.
I always feel this way Like the tide has washed my smile away
Ive given up on happiness And i’ve welcomed the loneliness
Countless nights have been spent staring at ceilings My depression is similar; peeling
I cant be saved from this hell So stop telling me that all will be well.
Flightless Bird.
I wish I could soar Like the queen of the skies And I dream of better days I am trudging through the life That I used to fly through But now I’ve been grounded I seem to have lost my wings But I’m really a sad sight to see