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Wilder Dec 2020
Sometimes,
when the face in the mirror isn't who I want it to be

and those thoughts,
those ******* disgusting worms crawling out of my brain,
to simply drive me insane

I think it's subconscious,
I never quite think it,
before the thought is reaching my hand

A little mascara
brush through my hair

(I want to feel pretty
again)

A dusting of powder
touch up my chapstick

(this face
THIS FACE ISN'T RIGHT
THIS ISN'T THE PERSON I WANT  TO BE-)

-
It's ok to be.
-

Switch up the perspective:


I Will fix my issues,
one brush at a time

A swipe of lipstick
layer eyeshadow

Please don't clump, mascara
Add some concealer

(I NEED TO FIX
THE VOICES IN MY HEAD)

Some brow gel
Some eyeliner.

Top it off
With a



[[I hear voices say,
voices far away
"say cheese!" click]]


I-
I'll be O.K.
someday.
and hey, you made it this far, smile! :)
Saïda Boūzazy Dec 2020
After midnight, she starts thinking
She is wondering whether she is really fulfilling hers mission on earth or not!
What is the core of existing!
-Love,  hate,  then leaving-
she is obsessed by different feellings !
- fear,  love,  and hate -
She can't stop thinking about everything
-She is weirdos , -
Every idea takes a place on her own mind
After midnight , that idea starts poisoning her thoughts slowly
- like the moon  affecting us-
she stresses herself  asking about the real meaning of life.
As  for her , life becomes meaningless.
Marisela Veludo Dec 2020
A constant stare, while its on the table
Not a blink from me, I feel unstable
I hear nothing, no sudden vibration
No flickering, no notification

On the palm of my hand
A sense of you getting closer
My words were not planned
I'm sorry, please say its not over

Feeling numb
Exhausted and stupid
A destroyer of good
A demolisher of cupid

Thought of loosing you is crippling
Can't bear my thoughts, its sickening
End my agony, let me explain
I need to feel you, or will go insane.
Lazarus Bertsch Dec 2020
You play the game,
And fill me with pain,
You drive me insane everyday,
You say you love me me,
But I know that isn't true,
You just use me to try to get through,
This sad little life you choose.
Ricki Nov 2020
I am the pendulum that swings
left.                                                           ­                                 
                                                                ­                                          right.   left.                                                
           ­                         right.
left.              
         right.
I find myself in equilibrium, now, nothing is afflicting me.
the slightest nudge-- a gentle push
and
now I'm swinging violently.
left.                                                           ­                                 
                                                                ­                                          right.   left.                                                
           ­                         right.
left.              
         right.
  Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Why can't I think?
I'm left.                                                            ­                                
                                                                ­                                     I'm right.  
I'm left.                                                
           ­                            I'm right.
I'm left.              
            I'm right.
I can't breathe.
I've lost my sight--
blinded by the salted tears I breathe, and choking on my tongue,
I can't think.
I can't speak.
Why are you screaming at me?
I am the pendulum that swings
left.                                                           ­                                 
                                                                ­                                          right.   left.                                                
           ­                         right.
left.              
         right.
Breathe. Stop Crying. It's fine. I'm fine.
I'm alright,
I'll just brace myself for another ******* night of swinging
left.                                                   ­                                         
                                                                ­                                          right.   left.                                                
           ­                         right.
left.              
         right.
I haven't wrote a poem in like a year oops
Sakura Nov 2020
I'm insane
Yes , I'm not in the right state of mind
I wanted to **** myself yesterday
I want to **** someone  today
All i see is death
all i see is pain
The world is so dark
So does my soul
I'm breathing but I'm dead inside
I feel no sympathy
I feel no mercy
This is my reality
I feel no passion
I feel no emotion
This is insanity
And i am insane
I am a  psychopath
But i haven't lost it all
Am i  sane
If i say ,i am still breathing
Am i sane
If I say , i haven't killed myself yet
Am i sane
If i say , i haven't killed God yet
The agony of losing loved ones
The agony of life long sufferings
The agony of all the failures
The Agony of all the regrets
I feel numb, disappointed, and lonely
And It's making me insane
You Know That Being Happy Is Easier Said Than Done
 happiness is just too much work
And I'm too lazy to work on it
Are these the signs of being insane
Or am i still sane
Standing still with all my insanity
my sanity is in that
I haven't screamed yet
I haven't cried yet
I haven't killed somebody yet , haha
I'm struggling to stay sane and not go insane
Can i ask you...
What makes a difference between being sane or Insane?
Somewhatdamaged Oct 2020
Pale skin
Scarred within
Messy hair
Slightly insane
Drowsy eyes
Broken inside

I feel like I'm breaking
And its only the beginning
I want to get this out my head
Lonely as I am
Broken, bruised and scarred!
The never ending
Nor forgiving
This merciless voice
Inside my head
Think I'm gonna burst my brain
Maybe that is how
My life should end!

Bad posture
Never sober
Always late
Nobody cares
Emotionless face
Violent feedback

And all of this rage
Comes through pain
Cannot deny
Cannot embrace
These voices in my head
Like never ending flame
Running through my veins
Has left me insane!

What have I become?
Such miserable ****!
What am I doing?
What is going on?
Everyone I know
I've distanced myself
Now I don't know what to do
I don't know where to go

Except
Accept
Nothingness
Dissapear in silence
Where I don't become a bother
And I don't want to be bothered
Just Rest In Peace.

I wish I knew back then
What I know right now
Would I still fail horribly?
To contain this curse of misery
Or would I **** my feelings
Instead of killing me
Cross Boundry Oct 2020
crawling creatures find their way
between lost memories and the light of day
creeping little creatures with a million legs
squeezing under sanity and over old kegs
full of things packed away to forget
things in the dark that pulls the seams and lets
in scorching light that burns my skin
and the cracks where the light can't get in
lie in wait my creatures of lunacy
the monsters that eat away bloodily
at my inner rationality
let me be, the pills will get them out of me
no, don't touch me, it hurts
i'm fine, they say, they're fine let it burn
i don't know if anyone can here me
not crazy - in sane
Kenneth Gray Oct 2020
The music of insanity
plays its song inside of me
The snare does snap and
The crashes crash
Inside the mind of me
The hi hat goes tss tss
And the ride says ting ting
Inside the mind of me
The tom drums role
And bass drum booms
Inside the mind of me

Inside of my chaotic mind they ring
With the hateful opposite of silence
The music of insanity does sing

If you ever ask if I am mad I will
Surely hear ding ding ding!
Just a poem about feeling like I'm going nuts and all the crazy stuff going on in my head all the time.
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