21. Forget
I wish I could forget...
Forget all the tears and pain,
Forget all the hurt and shame,
Forget all the things of my past,
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...
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I have a pain so deep you'll never see
I locked it away and hid the key.
If I ever really could share it
You wouldn't look at me the same, I swear it.
Hi, I am 13 too, but I will be 14 soon. I have told my family about my depression 6 months ago. I cut myself sometimes but only on my thigh so no one sees. I know how it feels to be alone,...
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You had me, you left me, you never cared.
I was your second child and still you weren't prepared.
On the lonely nights when I was sad,
I can totally relate to this. Reading this brought tears to my eyes. I had to fight to hold them back. My dad and mom left me at the age of 5. They divorced, and I was left. I had no idea...
Each night I find myself sitting against the tree,
Hating myself, locking my heart and throwing away the key,
I sit there and wait, just hoping for the someone who may care.
No one ever comes, nor will they, I am aware.
It was one word...DIVINE. You might think you are forgotten, but your poem will never be forgotten. It will forever sing in our heart. You are a talented poet and you should never stop....
Drowning in a darkness
Of deep despair
Believing the lies I hear
And seeing truths not there
I know how you feel. I'm sorry you feel like that because I know what you're going through. I'm trying to become better myself. People don't understand EMO'S like myself...
Imagine an endless darkness
where the air is filled with pain,
where there are endless cries of torture,
where good is always in vain.
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...
This is to the guy that I went out of my way to get noticed by,
The one I trusted, the one who told me lies,
The one who made me feel like I was the only one,
The one who was through with me when the sex was done,
The poem reached right into my and soul. I can identify with this girl's horror, as it happened to me at the age of only 11 years old by my eldest sibling. He told me not to say anything or I...
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...
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...
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...
The me you see is not the real me.
This isn't who I wish to be.
I hide the pain, I hide the strife.
Honestly, I just want to escape this life.
I was really amazed by the level of sorrow in this poem. It truly touched me. Sometimes I, too, feel myself in the same condition of loneliness and sorrow. This poem reminded me of my blue...
What happened to me,
The one I used to be?
Now, when I look at my reflection,
I'm filled with recollection
Being deeply sad and depressed can weigh on a person like nothing else. This poem reminds me of my own experiences and of the loneliness that sometimes washes over me when I feel like I'm...
People think that I have it all,
But they know nothing, nothing at all.
So now I laugh to hide my tears,
The tears that I gain from my fears.
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...
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 am a poet writing about my pain.
I am person recovering and trying to gain.
I am your daughter who is trying to learn.
I am your sister who is starting to turn.
I am constantly made fun if and called emo because when I was 12 I tried to hang myself and I used to cut and have scars all up my arms. I was only depressed because my dad and I were close...
Why do you stand around and watch me cry?
Don't you see me in the corner of your eye?
I'm in so much pain, don't you see?
Why do you just stare and watch me bleed?
Never change your originality
For the sake of others
Because no one else can play your role
Better than you
So be yourself
You are the best
I'm not okay,
not really.
I'm starving, the urges are back.
They are things here still gnawing,
This poem is lovely. And what else, I very much relate to the quote that's there in the beginning. Publishing extremely personal things make me afraid ... I don't wanna be vulnerable.
I feel like I'm falling, dying inside.
Wish I could tell you, wish in you I could confide.
Tell you exactly how bad I feel,
How reality fails to be real,