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I heard you like short poems
So I'll cut the legs off mine.
I'm ashamed of how much the number of likes and comments my poems get affects my opinion of them.
You should "smile" more
Why do you always look so depressed
So I do
I smile
I laugh
I watch the world pass by me pretending
I smile
I laugh
I carve it into my face
I wish my poems came out the way my thoughts are in my head
It's all a mess
All jumbled up
Loud and harsh
Headache inducing voices that never shut up
The smile is disillusioned happiness
Smile
I keep smiling
I will smile myself to an early grave
With my actions
I no longer have any idea who I am
I list off my fake dreams and my fake goals
But I never believe I will live to make them a reality
I act fine and no one questions it
Im bitter and broken
Im angry and lost
I got sober for a while but thats when all the pain came back
I was clean for a while but thats when I could no longer take the internal pain
Pills
Potions
Blood
No longer happy
Overdose
But Im saved for one more excruciating day
Why can't you just let me die
Smile
Nothing happend
I'm fine
See im smiling
Smile
All your problems will be solved
I don't remeber what my real smile looks like
I'm so numb and empty
I just wish smiling wasn't a chore
I wish I could write my esseys the way I write my poems or books
I don't know whats so ****** up with my brain but thats ok
I'll just smile for one last day on earth
Im scared for any change though
The pain has become a fimillar feeling
I feel lost without it
I feel like of im not in pain I don't have a personalty
My mental illnesses have become my personality
I'm no longer a person just a problem
One last
No i'm not ok. im not fine. im not happy. I'm not smiling anymore.
My scars, my feathers
My freedom, my wings
My smile, my pride
My love, my life
My story, my unwavering strength
Be your own Inspiration
Sun and wind
When I got to your location
We greeted
As past wasn't screaming
Coffee time
Small talk
How have you been?
Your hair is longer
And this is were we are
Table talk
We're older now
Not bedroom gossip
Table talk
How are your parents?
And about work?
Ignoring the real questions
We want to make so badly
Because real questions
Aren't suitable
For adults table talk
If you come to be the reason
Then I will take the excuse
Handling whatever that could happen
For that it is a result I can't refuse
 Mar 2021 Tapiwa Individualist
dc
It’s rare to find
people who
genuinely
actually
truly

listen
From strangers
To lovers,
To Stranger's.
The scars that are the deepest can’t be seen, but can be felt to the hardest extreme...
 Mar 2021 Tapiwa Individualist
EM
Her
I envy Her
For she's the one you like,
the one you love, and the one you want to be with.
It creates a havoc in my mind thinking why it can't be me.
But now I understand why.
Why she's the one and not me.
For She's your melody while I'm just your rhythm.
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