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Maja Mar 2020
I did not stop when I got hurt
I did not stop when defeated

I did not stop for a second
I never retreated

I fought with everything I had
because I knew what I fought for

I knew, not all battles
needed to be won to win the war.

So I fought and did not stop,
and finally, exhaust
the war ended
and I lost.
You need more than a good cause to win a war. Reality is different. You lose, you win, but you will mostly lose.
AK Asher Mar 2020
Pulled in a million directions,
No one listened to my objections,
Each separated and self-perpetuated
With no overlap, it left me entrapped.
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2020
It is not what I wanted

How could it be?

It doesn't go the way you have planned

Out in your mind

You want to have faith

In fantasy

But reality will never be a movie screen you get

To play delusions on

Being broken
Hurt
Is not how I wished

It would end

And you might be able to pick your battles

But you will never decide who wins
An old one written 6/14/15
Cole Dec 2019
Someday I'll fight the battles
Inside me, I know I'll lose.
They have way more to choose
To fight with me.
My insecurities can't be numbered
No one real has discovered them.

One day I'll fight the battles
Inside me. I'll probably lose.
They have way more things to choose
Way more tools.
When the day comes.
I'll cry out where I'm coming from.
I'll call out "mayday".
No one will understand the way
To get to my heart
My mind, my soul.
They say "the prettiest eyes cry most"
I think it must be true
People say mine are beautiful.
I just don't see it.

So maybe I'll fight the battles
Inside me, even if I'll lose.
I don't have much to choose.
They have me by my neck.
I don't know what else to do.
I'll cry out "farewell"
I'll call out "farewell"
"Goodbye" if it happens again.

-3nwlry
Kambria Keelie Nov 2019
Unimaginable blessing
gone doleful
till next time my angel
Written during a time in my life that things got relativly hard and i couldn't talk about it.
Ajax Oct 2019
Unable to feel, unable to heal, unable to mend
Looking around for a new friend
But It crept up on the lifeless body, like a plague
Lungs started collapsing, oxygen grasping
Feeling every thought, every pain, it felt life ending…
A mind at war ready to surrender…

A Losing battle of emotions destroyed by fear
Body on strings wishing it could finally disappear
Controlling puppeteer, filling a body of agony
Screaming help from the start, but the heart was drowning
Wanting to feel free, but demons in the brain
Attacking lifelines of nerves, turning into a war zone

Falling through levels of sanity, ripped from the body
Turning imperfection into the power of its perfections
A life, a heart, a body now finally ripped apart
Scars unable to be seen, just felt through the misery
Demons on the prowl, ready to **** but unable to feel

A body remaining in pain with demons locked in the brain
Hiding the key was its goal, now give back the body
Plague of illness taken over, people see the pain
Scars now plague an empty canvas of skin and blood
Running down arms from the self-harm…

Unable to understand the battle of illness
Evil within all people, but only certain bodies can heal
A body running out of time, slowing dying out
Bodies live, bodies die, but this one went out too young
The mind is the bodies relentless enemy.

Sympathy being given, eulogies being written
Generations in pain, like blood leaving the veins
A body now free with people mourning the loss
Now able to feel, now able to heal, now able to mend
Looking around for a new friend once again…
Jenny Barajas Oct 2019
I see a darkness, a darkness I see
the light that once shinned is starting to part from me!
I reach, I grasp, I struggle to hold on
why does the darkness seem oh so strong
I want to smile, dance, laugh, and sing
but my emotions are strong, and tears run down deep
My family and friends start to fade away,
I don't want this darkness to get them, so I push them all away
'Fight, Fight, Fight" you are strong in every way,
my heart fights my mind, to see that light in any way!
After loosing my boyfriend to a motorcycle accident I'm in a constant battle with depression! blessed to have not only my parents to help me fight this battle but his as well!
Nik Bland Oct 2019
You left room to follow
Bitter tears to swallow
All your fear came
Cascading down
And you could not feel the ground

Heartbreak stood to greet you
Came close to defeat you
In a penny
In a pound
Your bruises don’t make a sound

It hurts to continue
Love blurry, out of view
How do you save
What can’t be found?
Wish I knew that right now

I cannot repair you
You’d never ask me to
I see bruises
Eyes tear bound
Yet you press on somehow

Darling, you are a song
Sorrowful, but so strong
I’ll whisper goodnight
Kiss your brow
And love the tearful clown
I didn't even know I was swimming
Until I began to drown
Faizel Farzee Aug 2019
As I speed and strife, on this insanely busy highway we call life
Completely swaying wildly as I dodge their gloves
The bell rings as I swing…
He dodged it, like it was in honor of his wife
Out the corner I come, rough and ready, my legs are steady
I fell like steel, but just hot and sweaty
Swing and a miss, it looks like I just dodged his fist
Man that’s close, I feel like I should toast to this
Red wine? or White wine?
Wait! I ain’t got time for this, or I mean don’t misgis
Back to the fight….
I connect like Thors hammer and he just took flight
It’s over I think, better get a drink, to toast my might
Oh wait never mind, I think I just dropped the mike
Or the pen in this instance, trust me I just might, be high as a kite.
This modern take on my poem battles.
"Misgis" is an Afrikaans word for misjudge. This again is the light side of my poetry.
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