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Please don't leave
Don't leave the world to spin without you
All ****** up and beautiful
Because Daisy needs you to scratch her ****
With it's majestic hair
And the little twirl at the end of it
Many more times

Don't leave this stunning disaster
Because there are so many queerphobs
Left un-twerked on
Without your **** in their stupid little faces

Yes, your mother will miss you
Yes, the people who caused the very pain you're experiencing will make some sappy fake Snapchat post about how they hope you rest in peace
Yes, your dog will be confused
I know you know that

I know you have heard the phrase
"It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem"
Everyone has
They shove it in your face as soon as they show you the word
"Suicide"
But yet
720,000 people are taken by it each year
So clearly these words are to no avail
Because when you're sitting in front of everything deadly you own
Feeling so much yet nothing at all
What they told you at a school function that one time that was kind of obvious may not come to mind
But anything that helps you put them away
Or at least save them for another day
Means everything

So can you stay
To stroke your horse again?
To finish your sketchbook?
To burn your math work?

Can you stay simply because firefighters with abs exist?
Because of the free **** website that's somehow not blocked on school computers?
To take a run and finally get the relief of feeling it all?

****
"You're too young to die"
If that doesn't do **** for you
Can you please stay here because you have the free will to go on Amazon and look at the reviews for speedos?

It's selfish to keep you here for me
I know I'm not enough
I can't help you as much as I wish I could
Though if you left me to spin on this **** globe without you
I can say that there's a good chance
in the end there will be more than one tragedy

You're right
Maybe laughing might not make you less tired of living
But what if
Like you said
We could just sit there and feel hurt
Because we deserve to after everything

When I'm in that place
Of such deep, strong pain
The last thing I want
Is to search my brain for people that love me
And see that I'm alone in the world
I don't want you to ever have to

I wish I could steal your pain
But I can't
All I can do is pull more words out of my ***
And if you let me,
Hug you

You are such an great friend
And if you ever want more
I have so many words
And I will write you more poems
1000 more if that's what it takes
Because you need to stay

You deserve to live
Really live
I wish you believed me
Please
Please
Stay

I know I'm not enough to keep you here
But I will keep on trying anyways
Because even though you may not care about yourself anymore
I do

It's not enough I know
I'm sorry
I wish I could do more
But every little thing that helps you matters
So can you please maybe just stay
Because sometimes when people laugh they do the thing where they hold the other person momentarily?
That beautiful human thing

Can you stay because the clouds are still moving?
Because even in daylight the stars are there?
Because your dog's ******* expands when he barks?
Because when you're drowning
I promise to always help you out of the water?

Can you stay simply because of trees?
Because your heart beats?
Because the show you're watching has a new season coming out?

Stay because life does this thing
Where is pushes you right to the edge
And then shows you something wonderful
That is just enough to keep you here?

For me that has been poetry, you, the person I told you about in Oklahoma, walking with music, and dancing in the rain
And I know that there will be more
If I let there be
And same goes for you
There will be wonderful things you have yet to see
Wonderful people you have yet to love
People that have yet to love you
Please let them
Stay

Dear friend,
Yes I'm being intense I know
Yes I'm writing a pathetic *** poem for you
Yes I know that these words probably don't mean anything
But I need to anyways
And I will continue for as long as I live if it helps you even the slightest bit
Because you need to stay
Okay?
Please stay
Wrote this for my friend but I know I can be intense with my poems sometimes so I'm not sending him it as I do whenever I write poems for people. Also this is soooo long I don't wanna bore him lol

Update: whatever I sent it anyways bc there's like the tiniest chance it'll do the slightest thing which would make the embarrassment of writing a poem and actually showing them more worth it
Oh for ***** sake
I just want a hug
I will rise
After every fall.
I will rise
And stand tall.

I will rise
Over the wall.
I will rise
Above them all.

Like the sun,
Which never dies.
Though sets every night,
Every day it does rise.

Like the ocean
Whose tides
Many times they are down,
But invariably they rise.

Like the trees,
From seeds they arise,
And heights great
They rise and rise.

After falling once,
Twice and thrice,
Again and again
I will rise and rise.

I will rise
After every fall.
After every fall
I will rise.
The feelings that come up when we lose someone are
numb
disbelief, shock,
All of this is normal.
The reaction to death happens in zigzag ways
surprising us with levels of intensity
for a longer period than we thought possible
we have to trust that all that is happening is part of the healing
Mourning is a signature experience, unique to each person-- and at each loss-- in form, duration, and impact.
We may experience tears
Feel sadness that someone is gone
Angry that he or she was taken from us.
We are afraid of the emptiness we will feel now.
i did a blackout poem for school in  4th grade and i found it and i wanted to share it.  everyone thought i was so deep when i wrote it and called it dark and blah blah but i was just way ahead of them lol, anyways hope u enjoy
What does success even mean
If we all die in the end?
I am smiling
I told myself while crying
After I closed the door
Smiling because of him
The only person who can pull that of
A smile
A little bit of happiness that fills me
Real happiness

That's him

He is my light
My light at the end of the tunnel
My world when I needs one
My love when mine is gone
My person who makes me light up
My voice when mine disappeared
My ears when I can't listen anymore
My boy to share pizza with
My icon

My sunshine when I won’t go out
My reason to live
7 july
I never knew missing could feel so heavy
Like
Why
Oh why aren't you here
I want you here
Please
Come back
Be with me
I need you
We need you
I want you

I miss you
A little bit
Or a lot

Please just come back
Build a time machine
Don't make the same mistakes
Redo it
Go back
Fix it
Please

I can’t live like this
Not without you
Soms mis je iemand die er nog is, maar niet meer zoals vroeger.

10 july
All these people around me
They all have their own scars
Their own problem
Their own war
Their own ****

I don’t

My ****
My **** is yours

I don't have my own problems
Yours are mine
Us against the world

I don’t have my own scars
Yours are mine
Sharing is caring, right?

I don't have my own wars
Yours are mine
My ride or die


What's yours is now mine
We're in this together
Voor mama. Jouw pijn is mijn pijn.

10 july
 1d CantSeeMe
Pri
I would like to think that Somewhere,
a tree once sprouted
the very day I took my first breath
its leaves reaching for light
as I learned to open my eyes.

That it grew in silence
as I laughed,
cried,
broke,
healed
marking each year
in quiet rings beneath its bark.

It never knew my name,
and I never knew its shade.
Yet still,
it stood
growing beside me
like some secret twin of time.

And that on the day I leave this world,
it will too.
cut down
as if the world knew
our stories
were meant to end together.

A life
mirrored in roots and branches,
never crossed paths
but somehow,
it would understand me
better than most ever would.
 1d CantSeeMe
RJ
I’ve been dragged through nights that had no stars,
Wounds too deep to stitch with scars.
The silence screamed, the darkness fed
But somehow, I rose from where I bled.

I’ve lost the ones I swore I’d keep,
Made promises I couldn’t reap.
Watched dreams fall like brittle leaves,
Still wore my heart on both my sleeves.

I’ve drowned in thoughts that wouldn’t die,
Fought storms behind a crooked smile.
Each breath was war, but I refused
To let the weight become my noose.

You see a body, bruised and worn,
But I’m a soul that’s battle-born.
No halo here, no perfect frame,
Just fire rising from the flame.

So if I’m quiet, don’t mistake
This calm for peace or a lucky break.
I’ve seen too much to play pretend
But I’m still here. And that won’t end.

I’m still breathing... against the tide,
Still walking with the pain inside.
Not flawless. Not fixed. Not yet free…
But I’m still breathing. And that’s enough for me.
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