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Your lip quivers
Your body shivers
I know you're hurt.
Your heart is suffering internal damage.
I know you need someone to listen,
And be here.
So here i am.
I am standing here
Holding out my hand
To cover and hold your bruises.
To hold your body
And let you cry
On me.
You never deserved this
not him
Not the pain

You deserve love.
And i,
Love you.
And i hold you
To put your toubled mind
*to peace
 Aug 2016 Crimsyy
Katobyte
You don't understand, the love I desire, the care, the compassion.
You care about yourself, never about me, never about my feelings.
You don't even bother to wait for me, you don't care, you don't understand.
I care about you, I was there in your darkest hour, when you needed help.
You just want to leave to follow a **rabbit down a hole.
 Aug 2016 Crimsyy
Kara Jean
I feel night whispering  
My hot bath looses it's heat slowly
My tea waits patiently
I can't sleep
There is nothing more I need, only rest
My spirit won't let me
I hear it's whining
A toddler in full tantrum yelling, "I'm hungry, feed me"
There is no food to satisfy the hunger
It still wants everything  
Taming the feast
A tug of war with my spirit and rationality  
Circumstances are an excuse
I'm to tired to argue
Please god, let me sleep
I will try to have courage in the morning
Tonight let me be
Quiet the mind for a little bit longer
Intend on noticing the end and beginning of each breathe
Stop controlling everything for a little while longer
Focus intently on extending and nurturing this thought
Expand it to include yourself and others
Reincarnate into the interest of the other

Separate yourself from your own understanding
Play with the thought
that this might be the most important thing ever said
Let go of the reoccurring disappointment
Notice your standard
Destroy it
Notice its inherent importance
Expand it to include yourself and others
Look up from writing
She is gone
If i told you i needed help
would you listen?
Or would your silence
Echo off the walls.
See my life is like a car,
Sometimes moving fast
And other times so **** slow.
If i told you i feel hurt inside
would you not just hear
but listen
to what i said
I need someone to care.
Im tired of trying to fight alone.
Im tired of trying to survive at a table for one.
If i told you
I cry all over my body
And each tear is a knife
And they are leaving scars on my flesh,
Would you cut me a bandage,
Sop up my blood,
Or leave me to bleed out.
If i told you
I was alone and my demons are taunting me
would you get me out
Or would you keep walking
or keep scrolling...
Im not begging for attention,
But one cannot be expected to be alone and silent like a life long detention.
If i told you
I was ready to confess everything
Come clean from my secrets,
Strip myself naked so you could see my imperfections
would you care even the slightest bit
Or are you so selfish
And so ignorant
To walk on
And leave this person to die.
If i told you i was ready to die
would you blame it in cliche,
Or believe it and save me from damnation

Its time to think.
It could be up to you
This isnt just my world,
Its yours, too
and dont you want to be
somebody
To someone?
I need you.
Because all of these "if i told you's
Are becoming
**im telling you
Help people. Dont leave them alone. Provide help. Depression is very real, and it is all around us. Repost if this means something to YOU
 Aug 2016 Crimsyy
Silverflame
When my finger met the paper, in a brief love affair, it took my blood as a trophy.
Then the red droplets created a beautiful mess as they sank into the dead white wood.
It stung badly, and it continued to hurt as I went on a mission to find a bandage that
could keep the crimson art inside of me, instead of spilling it everywhere.
When I wiped the excess blood away I saw nothing, yet I was still in pain.
But what hurts the most right now is my heart, because just like I couldn’t
see the papercut, you can’t see my broken heart either, and it is bleeding heavily.
Because of you.
And I can’t seem to find a bandage big enough to heal the
hole you left in my dying heart.
I am so happy that my poem was selected as a daily. That is so unbelievable on so many levels. Thank you so very much to all of your comments, likes and reposts. It means the world to me! :)
 Aug 2016 Crimsyy
Ravanna Dee
Sometimes I read other peoples poetry and I realize that it's those words I've been secretly harboring in my heart; and someone was finally able to explain them to me.
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