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A Watoot Apr 2015
Dragged in the corner of the room
My porcelain face started to crack
But I was made with eyes that cannot cry

I was given to you as a present
I was a sign of prestige for young girls
But I was put behind the wardrobe

I understand my looks gave you creeps
But my smile was genuine
Yet my stare was far off from this world

I wasn't given a life, only pretty colors
Etched on my skin were features of a human girl
On porcelain skin, I cannot show emotions
I have a victorian porcelain doll hidden behind my closet.  It kinda creep me out so i placed it behind my wardrobe.  I wonder if this is her life.
Arth Apr 2015
For the fallen are my friends,
And the living are cursed in misery.
Kiera b Mar 2015
I'm not dying
That happened a long time ago
I've just pretended that I'm alive
While I'm just a marionette in this puppet show
ashe williams Jan 2015
and it's sometimes just the
twisted spires of trees. homework.
view out my bedroom window.
no smiles and always neighbors.
the sun is having an affair
with the dusky clouds this
season. bracelets soaked from
the bath. weekdays and weekdays.
medication to help me sleep.
my own voice is so loud.
invisible pattering of rain. watch tv
with me. delete, delete, delete.
t-shirts don't fit on my awkward
spine. everything tinted blue.
sound machine breathing. never
seen a car go down that road.
she doesn't use that quilt
anymore. the stories in my head
keep me going. get dressed for
dinner. pressing my face into
the comforter. everything turning
blue.
sometimes the titles of my poems make sense
Wasted Youth Jan 2015
Visions of perfection always corrupt my head
The dreams I have where hope is fulfilled is dead
My wrist are marked with every unanswered prayer I've ever said

The luggage I carry are under my eyes
A minute I lay awake in bed for every lie
I'm too strong to broken
I'm too worn down to be repaired
Victim I'll never be
Those pearly gates aren't meant for me
I'd rather walk lifeless for eternity
elijah Dec 2014
Let us run,
Let us hide,
Let us fade,
Along with the tide.
Within the sea,
She silently breathed,
The heavens were waiting,
Along with me.

Miss you she said
-looking up at the sky-
She turned her back,
And waved goodbye.
Submerged by the water,
Slowly she sinks
-Timeless and lifeless-
No seconds to think.

Slowly she drifts,
At peace at last.
Looking back at her life,
It sure was a blast.
What happened to her?
What went so wrong?
What caused her to go..
After so long?

The time has now ended,
Along with her pain.
She can now rest,
Can't be harmed again.

E.M Pearson
Just Melz Dec 2014
Barely nowhere,
      slowly
 Despise hell to
     Swallow frozen shards of glass
           Rainy, cold, dark
Smoke
      Climbs
             Sweetly

        Out of my mind
       Depression incarnate is flowing fast and far
   The waterfall of my soul
          Left a scar
Remember nothing
          Love is dead
     You broke my spirit down
Interesting
     Obsessively
Harmful
        Don't try to make a sound
    The last
         Broken
     Shattered
      LIFELESS
   Pieces of my heart
Will never be found
Yea... You may not get it, but I do.
Anneke Nov 2014
I am dead weight
to everyone around me.

Like coal,
I was a sizzling and crackling inferno,
until the only thing left
was a clump of
Burnt.
Used.
Lifeless.
Coal.

I burden other people
leaving marks
on those
I've barely touched.

I am everyone's coal.
The baggage everyone carries.
The trash thrown away.
The item disregarded, not worthy of living.
Not even given a chance to make a name of itself.
Burnt.
Used.
Lifeless.
Coal.
Kit John Parish Nov 2014
untamed but given
a new life of the same grey
seen to be seen
known to grow withered
of grief-stricken faded memory mist
missed, that ceases to exist
lifted to float of drying drift
which rips at the seams
at falls apart
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