Submissions by TrueLover (Meganne)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello. Poetry is one of the ways I’m best at communicating. All the poems I write are from personal experiences and battles I’ve gone through. I hope to relate to and or inspire readers.
Keep me in mind
When you’re all gathered around the table for a family dinner, with one empty chair;
Keep me in mind.
When you’re all sitting around talking and laughing about your days;
Keep me in mind.
If you ever realize that something is missing from your life;
Keep me in mind.
Now that you’re all alone and need a friend, someone to listen and understand;
Keep me in mind.
Now that it feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders;
Keep me in mind
Now that I...
Keep me in mind.
When you’re all sitting around talking and laughing about your days;
Keep me in mind.
If you ever realize that something is missing from your life;
Keep me in mind.
Now that you’re all alone and need a friend, someone to listen and understand;
Keep me in mind.
Now that it feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders;
Keep me in mind
Now that I...
#depression
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I caved in to the darkness
There is something I need to say,
And I’m searching for the best way.
I just don’t know how to let you know what I did when I was alone,
I just threw away all the hard work I put in to surpass this milestone.
I fell apart,
I can feel it deep within my soul and my heart.
I tried to fight it but the urge was just to strong,
Sometimes I just feel like I don’t belong.
Ive been feeling broken, like I lost all my hope and.. my sanity.
Trying so desperately to set all this free.
All this...
And I’m searching for the best way.
I just don’t know how to let you know what I did when I was alone,
I just threw away all the hard work I put in to surpass this milestone.
I fell apart,
I can feel it deep within my soul and my heart.
I tried to fight it but the urge was just to strong,
Sometimes I just feel like I don’t belong.
Ive been feeling broken, like I lost all my hope and.. my sanity.
Trying so desperately to set all this free.
All this...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
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My thoughts are scattered
I hate the way my mind works,
There’s a demon inside and it knows just where it hurts.
It cuts me deeper than any knife,
It breaks me harder than anything I face in this life.
All the thoughts in my head,
Fills me up with so much dread.
Dreading waking up to another day,
Drowning in this invisible ocean of thoughts and pain.
I’m screaming internally,
Crying externally.
I’m so desperate for relief,
An escape from this even if it’s brief.
I just need to know what it feels like to be free, ...
There’s a demon inside and it knows just where it hurts.
It cuts me deeper than any knife,
It breaks me harder than anything I face in this life.
All the thoughts in my head,
Fills me up with so much dread.
Dreading waking up to another day,
Drowning in this invisible ocean of thoughts and pain.
I’m screaming internally,
Crying externally.
I’m so desperate for relief,
An escape from this even if it’s brief.
I just need to know what it feels like to be free, ...
#anxiety
#depression
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Obsession
Emotional pain causes physical oppression.
It caused my mind to drown in clinical depression.
To the ones I love I lash out with aggression.
If I did something wrong what the hell is my lesson.
Not getting answers has got me stressin.
They say dark times can be a blessin.
So I’m down I’m needs sending the lord my confession.
So much hurt and pain in the words I’m expressin.
Searching for a release has become my obsession.
Holding all this pain inside slowly becomes aggression.
I...
It caused my mind to drown in clinical depression.
To the ones I love I lash out with aggression.
If I did something wrong what the hell is my lesson.
Not getting answers has got me stressin.
They say dark times can be a blessin.
So I’m down I’m needs sending the lord my confession.
So much hurt and pain in the words I’m expressin.
Searching for a release has become my obsession.
Holding all this pain inside slowly becomes aggression.
I...
#depression
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You broke me
I can’t believe that’s what you really think of me.
I was myself around you, I felt free.
The whole time you really thought I was a lazy PIEce of shit,
I’m used to getting hurt but I’m so sick of it.
People always play me, use me and hurt me.
No matter what I do I’ll never be free.
All these things become thoughts in my brain, wrapping around me like invisible chains.
The pain within becomes a swarm like bees inside of my soul, I can feel the sting and it’s taking a toll, on me.
I was myself around you, I felt free.
The whole time you really thought I was a lazy PIEce of shit,
I’m used to getting hurt but I’m so sick of it.
People always play me, use me and hurt me.
No matter what I do I’ll never be free.
All these things become thoughts in my brain, wrapping around me like invisible chains.
The pain within becomes a swarm like bees inside of my soul, I can feel the sting and it’s taking a toll, on me.
#depression
#hurt
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Withering away
As soon as the smile is here it quickly disappears behind a frown,
All these negative thoughts come crashing down on me,
Much like the waves on the sea
I am the rocks that slowly wither away as the water crashes into me
All these negative thoughts come crashing down on me,
Much like the waves on the sea
I am the rocks that slowly wither away as the water crashes into me
#depression
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The flower
I was Staring out the window at the leaves hanging from the trees,
Watching as they flutter in the lightest breeze.
I saw a flower blooming amongst the weeds in the grass,
Something I would normally just pass, by;
But In that moment it caught my eye.
I thought to myself how that beautiful, delicate little thing came to be,
How it was once underneath the ground and broke free.
I envisioned myself as that little flower,
I once was a tiny seed until water gave me power.
The power was just a little...
Watching as they flutter in the lightest breeze.
I saw a flower blooming amongst the weeds in the grass,
Something I would normally just pass, by;
But In that moment it caught my eye.
I thought to myself how that beautiful, delicate little thing came to be,
How it was once underneath the ground and broke free.
I envisioned myself as that little flower,
I once was a tiny seed until water gave me power.
The power was just a little...
#uplifting
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Dead or alive
Ill never be good enough,
I do my best to act like I'm tough.
I try not to let my weakness show,
Inside of me this darkness continues to grow.
I try so hard to fight back the urge,
The things I do takes a lot of courage.
Now I know that no matter how hard I try,
You will never want me dead or alive.
I can tell with every breathe I breathe and Every word I speak,
The hatred towards me grows in your eyes,
Trust me it's no surprise; that you wish I was dead.
...
I do my best to act like I'm tough.
I try not to let my weakness show,
Inside of me this darkness continues to grow.
I try so hard to fight back the urge,
The things I do takes a lot of courage.
Now I know that no matter how hard I try,
You will never want me dead or alive.
I can tell with every breathe I breathe and Every word I speak,
The hatred towards me grows in your eyes,
Trust me it's no surprise; that you wish I was dead.
...
#depression
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The loss of you
The loss of you is heavy like an anchor weighing down my heart.
The pain from missing you is like the waves crashing against me, slowly tearing me apart.
The hurt is silent like a predator stalking its prey.
The grief is like a hell burning within and no matter what I do, the fire seems to stay.
The pain from missing you is like the waves crashing against me, slowly tearing me apart.
The hurt is silent like a predator stalking its prey.
The grief is like a hell burning within and no matter what I do, the fire seems to stay.
#grief
#IMissYou
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You’re just pretending
He is a mannerless inconsiderate person,
Sitting there in silence just makes the problems worsen.
So I speak my mind,
While you act blind.
So I’m the one who plays the fool,
Because my truthful words are cruel.
So you get to play the saint,
And pretend like you didn’t see a thing.
It’s not fair, I just want to scream and rip out my hair,
You’re right in front of me but you might as well not be there; at all.
Sitting there in silence just makes the problems worsen.
So I speak my mind,
While you act blind.
So I’m the one who plays the fool,
Because my truthful words are cruel.
So you get to play the saint,
And pretend like you didn’t see a thing.
It’s not fair, I just want to scream and rip out my hair,
You’re right in front of me but you might as well not be there; at all.
#dark
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Mother
A mother is someone you’re supposed to be able to rely on to relive your stress and heart ache, but mine just seems to pile it on.
Im sorry I thought you were the adult in this scenario?!?
Sick of all your petty bullshit blaring through my brain like a skipping disc in the stereo.
I’m Facing every obstacle and challenge on my own,
a house without love just isn’t a home.
Drowning in this pool of hate and shame,
it’s a waste of time to start pointing fingers we both know you won’t take the blame.
We don’t have a relationship...
Im sorry I thought you were the adult in this scenario?!?
Sick of all your petty bullshit blaring through my brain like a skipping disc in the stereo.
I’m Facing every obstacle and challenge on my own,
a house without love just isn’t a home.
Drowning in this pool of hate and shame,
it’s a waste of time to start pointing fingers we both know you won’t take the blame.
We don’t have a relationship...
#depression
#loneliness
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Alone in a world full of people
If I don’t call first then we don’t talk,
I’m Feeling like a bird without a flock;
I might as well be the last of my kind.
Everyone can see but around me they’re blind;
they can’t even look me in the eye.
Are they ashamed of me? Do I have a disease?
So much paranoia in my head has got me desperate for release.
So when the paper isn’t enough, I write on my skin with the sharpest of pens.
To most people it doesn’t make sense,
But to me it’s my escape.
I’m my own hero but I don’t wear a cape; I’m in control of...
I’m Feeling like a bird without a flock;
I might as well be the last of my kind.
Everyone can see but around me they’re blind;
they can’t even look me in the eye.
Are they ashamed of me? Do I have a disease?
So much paranoia in my head has got me desperate for release.
So when the paper isn’t enough, I write on my skin with the sharpest of pens.
To most people it doesn’t make sense,
But to me it’s my escape.
I’m my own hero but I don’t wear a cape; I’m in control of...
#anxiety
#depression
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DU Poetry : Submissions by TrueLover (Meganne)