Poems by meh, and encouraging, warning: can be depressing, suicidal, and about mental illness. most arn't but just a heads up
Masks can be dawned, tears can be hidden, but look closely at them and see, that the smiles are fake, the laughs are forced, all just to put people at ease. But look closely and see, the truth and the pain, the tears and the grief; and all that is hidden. Go, hug them and hold them, and tell them that it's ok to cry and to grieve. that it is ok not to be strong sometimes, because they are so strong, all the time.
Home, Home, people say, is where your heart is. But it's not, Home is where we feel safe. Home is where we go in the afternoon, Home is where we laugh, we play, we cry, Where we complain, where we love, and where we sob our hearts out. It is where we feel like we can be ourselves, with out judgment. Home is where you can be you.
Keep going, I know you can. Keep going, i know your strong. keep going, i know it's hard. keep going, i know you'll survive keep going, i know you're hurting keep going, i know your struggles. keep going, I will help you.
These are good
What do I do, in a world with out you, a world without sunshine, a world without light, what do I do in a world without you? When I lost you, I lost my way, I lost my hope, I lost my dreams, what do I do, in a world without you? Without you I am nothing I have no substance I have no hope, I have no light. What do I do in a world without you? What do I do in a world without you? What do I do? When I lose you.
I will stay with you When you can't see the bright side, I will be there for you, Even on your worst days, I will protect you Even if I get hurt. I will follow you No matter where you go, I will catch you, When you fall down, I will love you, No matter how hard it gets, I will be with you, When you cry, I will sit with you on the dark side, When you can't look at the bright side, No matter how dark it gets, I will be there for you.
Come back, I need you, Come back, I want you to, Come back, I hate you, Come back, I love you, Come back, I miss you, Come back, I need you, Come back, because I never got the chance to say good bye.
Love, It's complicated, It sucks, It's epic, It's kind, It's painful, It's as beautiful as a full moon, It's as dangurous as a bomb, without a timer Tread carfuly, or it might go boom, But that boom could become a blazing wildfire clearing the way for a new and beautiful world that is soon to bloom Bringing new life, and showing what life can perspire, Blooming flowers, persistent plants, wildlife animals life's that resume The forest because more prosperous, by retiring The old and fertilizing for a new forest of beauty
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.
The 'come back' poem is very powerful
it's about my brother. :'(
aww... that's sad. Poems made from the authors heart/own life tend to be some of the best tho
I pounce on your toes wiggling under the blanket, only to run away when you wake up with a cry of pain, i return to find you wiping blood from your toes, i attack your dangling headphone cord, and run when they pull off your head i return to find you glaring at the broken cord I jump out of your lap, using claws to propel me farther, i run faster when i hear your yell of pain, i return to see you groaning in pain, I use your brand new work shoes to sharpen my claws, i run when u start throwing things at me, i return to see you ordering a new pair i cat nap in the nice bay window, sunlight soaking me, i knead the pillows content as can be, i run when i hear my cat food being opened, only to run when i see the dog, i do not return i attack you ankles clawing and biting, i run once you detach me, I return to find you laying in bed. Such is my life as a household cat
Thanks
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