Question

If you want a poem, Here is one, two, maybe a few. That I have written. :D Feel free to comment.

WARNING! Triggers: Self harm, Scuicidal thoughts, Depression.

Answer 1

Thorns:


Have you ever touched a rose?

The rose,
In all it's brilliance
Perfect with every drop of water
That helped create it

But if you touch it,
It leaves wakes
of pain and hurt.

How is it,
That the most beautiful thing
Can hurt someone so badly?

The rose did not mean to hurt you.
The rose only hurts because it is afraid
It has walls of protection built around it

And instead of letting someone
Penetrate those walls
The rose attacks.
Thinking it is being attacked.

But oh,
That rose.
In it's pain,
it left memories of that beauty.

You see that rose is like me.
I am brilliant
Along with everyone
who has made me who I am

But I am scared.
I hurt others
before they can hurt me.

I build a wall of protection
But it isn't an offensive wall.
It is a wall that I choose to hide behind

Isn't there anyone?
willing to let themselves be scratched up enough
To take me out of behind
These thoughts that choke my mind?

I am a rose.
With its walls
built a little too thick

I am the wall
With my anger defending me
Till the end

But if someone can get past my wall.
Past my anger and hurt

Maybe…
Just maybe
Someone will see the rose.

Answer 2

I Remember:

I watch the tide come in
And breathe in the familiar scent
Of the sea

You and are like the tide
You come and go with the time

Except the timing was always
when things were good
You never stayed
When things were bad

I watch the sunset
Remembering every night we spent together

How I miss you now
And miss the movies
And how you kissed me
And how you held me

But I get up and walk home

Because the sun
Will rise again
And things won't hurt as much
As the day before

And the tide will go out
And come again
And then the tide will come back in
And with it; someone else will too

Answer 3

Help:

Help me see why people don’t understand pain.
I mean,
Isn't it strange?

How people in pain want help
But went others ask for it from them
They shrug like they don't understand.

"Don’t worry."
"Your fine."
"It'll be okay."
But I'm not okay.
I tell you this often
And instead of helping me

You look at me in awe
Like there is something wrong
Like I shouldn’t be this way.

I KNOW I shouldn't be this way!
I've been telling myself this for ages!
Help me feel better!

I want you to disagree
With my self accusations
Not agree and make me feel even more precarious

Help me through!
Fight on MY side!
Don't be my opposition.

Answer 4

Welcome To America:

Were the girl on the front cover
Isn't even the girl on the front cover

Were the man in the magazine
Is photo shopped for more muscles

Welcome to America

Where double standards are common
And rudeness is expected

Where laziness is frequent
And poor work is unevaluated.

Welcome to America

Where you can get bullied
For wearing glasses

Where you can be made fun of
For a genetic disability

Welcome to America

Where fast food is the common eating place
But you're expected to be skinny

Where good grades are expected
And frustrated kids don’t get the help they need.

Welcome to America.

Answer 5

Afraid:

Looking over the edge I wonder
Should I jump?
Is it worth it?

Atop a 500 foot building I consider death
This is what I have become
A monster to myself

Looking in the mirror
Feels Painful

Seeing people laugh
Fills me with envy

How are you all so happy?
Is everything perfect in your life?
Does nothing ever go wrong?

A crowd of people has gathered.
Everyone is now looking at me
I have been spotted.

My life's decisions go through my mind
What I have I done?

Have I just become such a mess?
Have I pushed everyone away?

Feeling alone and afraid
I close my eyes
And jump.

And that is when I wake up
And realize
That I want to live

I am not alone.
I am just afraid.

Answer 6

Judgement:

He calls a girl 'fat'
But doesn’t know that her mom recently died
And cooking was something special she did with her mom

She calls him 'stupid'
But doesn’t know that his father beats him
And he cant get help to understand the work

He calls her 'worthless'
But doesn’t know that she has nothing
Because she has no family and has no one to love.

Why do we do this?
Why do we ignore the fact that people have problems?
Why do we choose to ignore it?
When did we become so oblivious to other peoples problems?

I don’t understand
Why we choose to judge others
And we ignore the problems in our own lives
And somehow pointing out other peoples problems

Has become a type of therapy
And so we go round and round and round
Calling each other names
Forgetting the reason we started arguing in the first place.

She is not 'fat'
He is not 'stupid'
And she is not 'worthless'

They are people!
They have feelings
And whether we like it or not
What we do is wrong.

Answer 7

I can relate to all of this, and the are really well written. Great job :)

Answer 8

Thank You :D

Answer 9

I love these!!

Answer 10

All are so true

Answer 11

Life sucks,
it tears you down,
It drains you of hope,
It is filled with death
sadness,
And grief.

There was no hope,
There was no light in the night
There was no happiness
There was no fun
There was no point
To keep struggling through it.
Not for me,

until you came,
and it all changed
You were my light,
My hope,
My dreams,
And my reason for living

Then you left,
And I couldn't survive
I nearly died,
But I realized,
There could be hope,
There could be light
There could be dreams,
And you had made me see,
but I couldn't see that
until it was almost too late.
But I saw it and understood
that you wouldn't want me to die,
So I kept living and found hope again.

Answer 12

If would help both of you if you expanded your vocabulary. Certain words carry connotative meanings, in poems you want to exploit that.