1. Breathe
Panic, worry, darkness closing in around me.
These are some of the words I could use to describe my anxiety,
but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,
as I cry internally thinking I've lost my sanity.
Some teenagers think that showing feelings is a sign of weakness. However, the contrary is true. Those people that have the courage to share their feelings with their peers are likely to have healthier, happier, and longer lasting relationships. Teens and adolescents often have feelings of an intense nature that are difficult to handle. Teens may be embarrassed, thinking that there is something wrong with the feelings that they have. I have three words for you, share, share, and share.
Panic, worry, darkness closing in around me.
These are some of the words I could use to describe my anxiety,
but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,
as I cry internally thinking I've lost my sanity.
I completely understand you. Whenever I go to the doctor, they say nothing's wrong. But the truth is, it feels like everything is wrong. And it hurts so much, anxiety.
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Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see.
Do you see a reckless girl
or someone depressed at 15?
Very painful poem that has touched me very deeply.
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I'm breaking;
I can't be fixed.
I'm missing,
But I won't be missed.
I feel like this is the definition of my life. I feel like I have no escape. Like how I'm trapped in this bottle filled with water and I can't seem to get up, but I'm trying to heal, and I...
My eyes close.
I'm holding onto
my memories
and hatred.
I've been in this dark place for awhile now too. I haven't smiled since he broke my heart two weeks ago. I just wanted to comment by saying thank you for sharing this poem because it let me...
I wish I could stop crying,
I wish I didn't have to try.
On the outside I'm smiling,
But inside I'm dying,
My smile is fake...
I feel like dying through the darkness...
I try to be brave, but no...
I need friends...but I don't...
I always walk alone...in school and anywhere...
I feel like an...
Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care?
You could've sworn you were crying,
But when you went to wipe tears away there was nothing there?
Going through life empty,
All I have to say is that I really feel blessed to be able to feel it all. I am so grateful to G-d that I have the strength to care about things when I have a LOT of pain stored inside of my...
Stress is feeding on me,
Sucking out my soul.
I feel my body weakening,
it refuses to let go.
I know what it is like to think that it would stop all the pain. You feel like it's the only way, but it's not. I thought for me it was the only way. I tried so many times to do it but when I...
At the start of the drive all the places seemed new
I roll down the window and I bask in the view
The breeze is so gentle
The temperature just right
Standing in self-hatred,
drowning in my tears.
Looking back on my life,
what I've been through the past 18 years.
This poem deeply touched me, because I can completely relate to it. I have always lived in my brother's shadow, and most times, I wonder if my mom ever even cares or listens to me. This poem,...
Anxiety,
I'm miserable because of you,
making plans and not following through.
I actually struggle with minor social anxiety and this really is how it is. I have scars on my arm from where I scratched it off in a panic attack about people looking at me. To be honest,...
I want to be brave.
I want to be smart.
I want to be saved.
I want a new start.
When I look at myself, I see nothing good.
I see all the flaws that no one else should.
I wear a mask
To hide the pain
Hello Miriam, how are you doing? I hope everything is great. I'm 17 years old, a teenager just like you, and I can feel your poem because I experienced the self-hatred you are talking about...
Standing amidst wildfire,
I am simply an ember.
Not the flame,
Not the smoky haze,
This poem makes me recall my childhood. I, too, was an introvert. I was reluctant to reveal my inner mind because many used to underestimate me. But my inner strength was enough to make me...
A cement wall stands tall.
Smooth and solid.
Calm, cool, collected.
Inside.
Born a self hatin' little girl with a soul so pure
Beautiful and smart-- so young, yet mature
Talented with words, but the world doesn't see
That this is the only way that I know how to be me
This poem shows excellent rhymes and wonderful description. In a way, I can relate to you being depressed because at some times it's hard to share your feelings about a problem you have or...
I'm surrounded by people who say they care,
But when I really need them, they suddenly aren't there.
I feel so empty sitting in a dark room all alone.
Unless people are suffering the same pain, they cannot understand. However, most people do mean they will be there for you but don't know what to do to make it better. Have you ever asked...
We have been told all our lives
It's what's on the inside that matters
Until one day when beauty becomes everything
When you're told you're not pretty enough to do something
This poem is amazing! As a teenager we spend most of our time and energy worrying about other people's thoughts and opinions. Sometimes it's hard for us to realize that what will truly make...
The fire that rages
from within my rib cage is
weakening the bones
that should make me strong.
I'm happy when you look at me.
A smile is what you see,
But what would you get
If you took the time to look inside of me?
I'm tired of being told to grow up,
When they know that I'm able
I'm sick of being called 'Punk,'
Because that is being labeled