21. I Feel Invisible
tears in my eyes
my fears alive
dreams were lost
hopes were dry
tears in my eyes
my fears alive
dreams were lost
hopes were dry
Hi! Evi I'm Nick, I'm 14, and I just wanted to say I really do understand what you're going through I've been through and still going through a lot of hurt and pain. So if you a ear or a...
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No one will ever truly know me.
How can they when they never even try?
Because I smile, they assume I am happy.
I have never been able to be myself. Everyone thinks I'm happy, but I'm not. I hide alone and pretend to be doing something else. I can't cry; if do i'll be caught. I have to pull myself...
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Sometimes I feel unimaginable pain.
It's always in my mind, within my brain.
It dwells inside all of my heart
And inside my veins.
I know this. It's an endless, repeating, painful loop. You ask someone if they think you're good enough, are you beautiful, are you smart, do they love you, do they care. They respond with...
If only walls could talk,
They'd tell you about me,
And how they hear me scream
And watch me while I bleed.
Four days after I turned fifteen in 2018, I was sexually harassed by someone I didn't even know. The police couldn't do anything because he had gone back to his own country. This made me feel...
Hear my cries. I need your help.
Please come save me from myself.
Be my friend, a guiding light.
I love this poem. I'm 17 years old, and I also feel that way. Yes, I have a lot of friends, but no one understands.
I just wish I could break down,
let it all out, finally be found.
I'm tired of hiding from what hurts;
A very, very nice poem. Thanks for writing and sharing. Sometimes emotions get buried in the heart and refuse to come out. You remain unaware of these buried emotions whether it's pain, hurt,...
Slowly I feel myself breaking.
My knees feel weak; it seems I'm shaking.
My arms are tired and my legs feel numb.
My mind in a haywire and I want to run.
Such a touching poem. I love the diction used. It really creates an atmosphere that rhymes well with the subject matter.
I am broken,
But nobody picks up the pieces.
I'm falling,
But nobody catches me.
This poem is really touching. It describes how a depressed person feels. When you look at the world, it seems like you are alone because no one understands you.
I see a girl
Only 15 years
It's a teenager
With eyes full of tears
The beat of rain upon the land
Broken teardrop in my hand
Shattered remains upon the ground
My beating heart the only sound
I really like this poem. It brings in a lot of memories.
I wish I could forget...
Forget all the tears and pain,
Forget all the hurt and shame,
Forget all the things of my past,
Isabelle K, I know how you feel. My biological dad gave up his rights when I was a baby. I'm now 11, almost 12. My biological dad had other things he wanted to do in life and being a dad...
I don't know why I bother to try;
even though I know you'll never be satisfied.
I'm not what you want, and I'm not what you need,
but you're twisting and turning my reality.
I was always considered the black sheep in my family because I looked at the world differently, so I was judged. I was raised in a Christian home but I couldn't understand why you would...
I'm a young girl who is kept from sight.
Constantly, I'm crying in the middle of the night.
I'm a girl who lives in constant fear
From the torment I have to endure and hear.
Thanks, yeah I'm still struggling. I wish to write more, but I'm not feeling well enough to write.
The yells,
yells and screams,
unwanted dreams,
I'm never wanted,
Even when I am alone, I feel this way. I have scars on my wrist from the times I couldn't take the pain of living with people who tell you you're not good enough. that no matter what you do...
You don't know and I'll never tell.
If you look at me you'd never know what's really inside.
I may laugh and smile,
And you'll think I'm OK.
This is a really good poem. I, too, pretend to be okay when all I feel is an unending emptiness. It's like feeling everything all at once and then suddenly feeling nothing at all.
We said we would be friends together until the end.
You said you would always be my best friend.
Then you stabbed me in the back.
Now we've lost everything we had.
One day I caught myself smiling, and I noticed I was thinking of you.
Hi, my name is Byndii.
Hi, my name is Jazlyn.
Cool, wanna be friends?
Yeah, sure.
We have to stay together...
When she smiles and laughs,
It no longer sounds hollow,
For she has learned
To mask her sorrow.
Goodbye, my sweet Lori. Wishing you were still alive and in our family, hearts, and homes. On September 25, 2018, Lori Denise Gonzales was called home to heaven by the dear Lord, leaving...
I love you, but you love her.
I still remember what we were.
I still cherish what we used to be.
I still remember when you loved me.
Thanks so much for this poem! This is a repeatedly tantalizing experience so frequently occurring to lovers in the world; you love someone who usually loves someone else and pays not much...
Imagine an endless darkness
where the air is filled with pain,
where there are endless cries of torture,
where good is always in vain.
You think you understand me?
I can hear you speak, you see?
You go on about my perfect life.
God I've never found a poem or any piece that could describe exactly how I feel before THIS. It felt like I was reading my own work. Now I know I'm not alone. Keep writing! :)) xx