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.
DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2018 00:32am
20th Dec 2018 00:32am
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
642 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2018 00:55am
19th Dec 2018 00:55am
Hell inside of me
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
#SelfHarm #SelfReflection
599 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2018 3:03am
11th Dec 2018 3:03am
Physical and mental pain combined
Chronic pain causes physical oppression.
It caused my mind to drown in this clinical depression.
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 answers has become an obsession.
It caused my mind to drown in this clinical depression.
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 answers has become an obsession.
#depression
502 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2018 2:59am
11th Dec 2018 2:59am
No Cure
You hear the word cancer and time stops, your heart starts to race and your body starts to shake; you beg and plead the doctor “It’s gotta be a mistake.
But when you hear depression, you think pills, deep breaths and a confession with a pastor and you’ll be fine, when really it’s the slow decay of all the happiness in your heart and mind.
Depression is a disease you search for anything to put the pain at ease; taking pills, writing down what you need to say, and buying lots of things. Knowing that there’s no cure cuts you deep and darkness and pain is all it brings.
But when you hear depression, you think pills, deep breaths and a confession with a pastor and you’ll be fine, when really it’s the slow decay of all the happiness in your heart and mind.
Depression is a disease you search for anything to put the pain at ease; taking pills, writing down what you need to say, and buying lots of things. Knowing that there’s no cure cuts you deep and darkness and pain is all it brings.
#anxiety
#depression
502 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2018 4:35am
9th Dec 2018 4:35am
My brain is a mess
They say write down how you feel and what you don’t say,
But there’s so much shit running through my mind everyday.
How can I write down all these thoughts when my brain is like the weather, always changing.
Good things can happen but then my brain starts rearranging,
My mind so cluttered it would cause panic to someone with OCD.
Anything I do anymore causes anxiety, shaking , breaking inside can’t breathe,
I should know better by now than to wear my heart on my sleeve.
Who am I kidding my mind isn’t the only...
But there’s so much shit running through my mind everyday.
How can I write down all these thoughts when my brain is like the weather, always changing.
Good things can happen but then my brain starts rearranging,
My mind so cluttered it would cause panic to someone with OCD.
Anything I do anymore causes anxiety, shaking , breaking inside can’t breathe,
I should know better by now than to wear my heart on my sleeve.
Who am I kidding my mind isn’t the only...
#depression
882 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
29th Jul 2018 3:06am
29th Jul 2018 3:06am
Invisible internal destruction
They say the mirror is the one tearing you down,
But it goes so much deeper than a smile turned into a frown.
It's a horrifying voice screaming inside your head,
A voice with word choices that make you wish you were dead.
It's a life filled with long sleeves and a pretty little mask,
Hiding it all within becomes a courageous task.
Everyday you paint on a smile in order to keep your sadness hidden from the ones you love,
Every night you look to guidance from the man up above.
Then one day you noticed your own heart beats for everyone else except you, ...
But it goes so much deeper than a smile turned into a frown.
It's a horrifying voice screaming inside your head,
A voice with word choices that make you wish you were dead.
It's a life filled with long sleeves and a pretty little mask,
Hiding it all within becomes a courageous task.
Everyday you paint on a smile in order to keep your sadness hidden from the ones you love,
Every night you look to guidance from the man up above.
Then one day you noticed your own heart beats for everyone else except you, ...
#anxiety
#depression
509 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th May 2018 5:42am
27th May 2018 5:42am
Another sleepless night
I’m awake even though I shouldn’t be,
No one knows the affect it has on me.
My eyes may be tired and my body may be weak,
But I can’t help it if my brain won’t let me sleep.
The air from the fan bouncing off these plain walls is the only sound,
Well the only one that can be heard aloud.
Like an iPod on repeat Inside of my head memories play,
My mistakes and failures linger around like predators stalking their prey.
I’ve hated myself for awhile,
Even though on the outside you see a smile.
I hate that I feel this way I try so hard to escape, ...
No one knows the affect it has on me.
My eyes may be tired and my body may be weak,
But I can’t help it if my brain won’t let me sleep.
The air from the fan bouncing off these plain walls is the only sound,
Well the only one that can be heard aloud.
Like an iPod on repeat Inside of my head memories play,
My mistakes and failures linger around like predators stalking their prey.
I’ve hated myself for awhile,
Even though on the outside you see a smile.
I hate that I feel this way I try so hard to escape, ...
#anxiety
#depression
622 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
27th May 2018 00:37am
27th May 2018 00:37am
You broke my heart
You broke my heart, I’m falling apart. Baby can’t you seee what you have done to me! Like shattered glass I’m falling to pieces, can’t find a single release.
Dragged me into a situation and label me the bad guy, how did I become the fucking bullseye, in target practice, aiming for the center like an starlight actress dreaming of the center stage,
Everything is the same old same, different day dealing with this pain that I call rejection,
You’d think I would’ve learned my lesson,
I just can’t help it,
You felt like a blessin but you were just messing...
Dragged me into a situation and label me the bad guy, how did I become the fucking bullseye, in target practice, aiming for the center like an starlight actress dreaming of the center stage,
Everything is the same old same, different day dealing with this pain that I call rejection,
You’d think I would’ve learned my lesson,
I just can’t help it,
You felt like a blessin but you were just messing...
#LifeStruggles
648 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
11th Mar 2018 1:03am
11th Mar 2018 1:03am
Silence
There are different types of silence,
The kind that is “sharp like shattered glass”.
You can feel it breaking through your ears, traveling to your brain and slicing your heart with the silent screams that come with it.
It’s a pain never seen, but easily described as destructive.
There is the “Prue silence” that causes piercing ringing in your ears.
The kind where you can hear your heart; each slow, loud and hard beat inside of your chest.
When you can hear the wind swirling through the walls and through the air vent, and the little drops of water from...
The kind that is “sharp like shattered glass”.
You can feel it breaking through your ears, traveling to your brain and slicing your heart with the silent screams that come with it.
It’s a pain never seen, but easily described as destructive.
There is the “Prue silence” that causes piercing ringing in your ears.
The kind where you can hear your heart; each slow, loud and hard beat inside of your chest.
When you can hear the wind swirling through the walls and through the air vent, and the little drops of water from...
#silence
824 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 11:13pm
4th Mar 2018 11:13pm
Sex with you is my drug
#sex
1346 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 10:48pm
4th Mar 2018 10:48pm
Pain
Sitting here in the silence all alone,
Listening to the clock ticking by in this empty home.
I just had surgery so I’m limited,
I’m Going crazy, maybe I should be admitted;
Into the psychiatric ward.
I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help but think the world wouldn’t miss me if I was gone,
There are times my smile is real, others it feels like it’s drawn on.
I try to run from the thoughts in my head,
But I just can’t get away from all this dread.
Dreading waking up up to another day,
Knowing that no mater what I do I can’t escape this pain.
Listening to the clock ticking by in this empty home.
I just had surgery so I’m limited,
I’m Going crazy, maybe I should be admitted;
Into the psychiatric ward.
I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help but think the world wouldn’t miss me if I was gone,
There are times my smile is real, others it feels like it’s drawn on.
I try to run from the thoughts in my head,
But I just can’t get away from all this dread.
Dreading waking up up to another day,
Knowing that no mater what I do I can’t escape this pain.
#depression
762 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2018 2:27am
2nd Mar 2018 2:27am
If you want kindness than be kind.
What happened to this generation? How did we allowed society to stoop down to such a low level of hate? Why do we set are standard so high, it makes us discriminate? What happened to humanity?Where's the love? Why has so many people forgot about the man up above?
Come on people just move on, let it go. Didn't your mother tel you if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all? That must be why your brain is so small? There's no room for you to understand how much power you have using just one word. Something's in life can never be unheard. So go on and live your life. I'm...
Come on people just move on, let it go. Didn't your mother tel you if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all? That must be why your brain is so small? There's no room for you to understand how much power you have using just one word. Something's in life can never be unheard. So go on and live your life. I'm...
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2 Comments
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