Submissions by bmth97
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
dark and strange
what to do
what do i do
in the shadows of defete
broken down shattered
just looking for a friend
blocking out the sun cuz damage is done
it's unending as im facing defete
eyes stuck on the celing
nothing left pain is our majesty
you must bow down
your shallow frown
nothing to be layed down
your pain the game
all the shame with nothing to gain
as the shadows of defete raise down upon
me and my eyes slowly drift away
wincing in pain as you shalowly take hold
and control my inner soul
you leave me wrecked
you leave me dead inside for...
in the shadows of defete
broken down shattered
just looking for a friend
blocking out the sun cuz damage is done
it's unending as im facing defete
eyes stuck on the celing
nothing left pain is our majesty
you must bow down
your shallow frown
nothing to be layed down
your pain the game
all the shame with nothing to gain
as the shadows of defete raise down upon
me and my eyes slowly drift away
wincing in pain as you shalowly take hold
and control my inner soul
you leave me wrecked
you leave me dead inside for...
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yesterday
all the pain of yesterday
all the words you say
the price i pay
all the dice you roll
just put me through hell
why do you do this to me
do you not understand
that words hurt more then stones
because you turned me
into a broken mirror
which you can try to fix but the cracks still there
through every dare
you share and give
your pain to me
yesterday
i knew you would be far away
but not as far as you are
the pain we share
the things you are to say
i don't put up with it anymore
i simpily don't care
about yesterday
all the words you say
the price i pay
all the dice you roll
just put me through hell
why do you do this to me
do you not understand
that words hurt more then stones
because you turned me
into a broken mirror
which you can try to fix but the cracks still there
through every dare
you share and give
your pain to me
yesterday
i knew you would be far away
but not as far as you are
the pain we share
the things you are to say
i don't put up with it anymore
i simpily don't care
about yesterday
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Beautiful Girl
A beautiful girl, smiles to hide the pain.
When she cries she can't stop.
Due to the secrets within.
Hidden deep in her soul.
Secrets that will never be revived.
While she reveals some things.
So she can keep the rest hidden.
A beautiful girl.
Who has everything going for her.
A good , a good future.
Who keeps he goals and faith high.
Regardless of those who bring her down.
But when things get better.
they only get worse.
But that doesn't stop this beautiful girl.
From trying her best.
to let go of the past.
and keep her self...
When she cries she can't stop.
Due to the secrets within.
Hidden deep in her soul.
Secrets that will never be revived.
While she reveals some things.
So she can keep the rest hidden.
A beautiful girl.
Who has everything going for her.
A good , a good future.
Who keeps he goals and faith high.
Regardless of those who bring her down.
But when things get better.
they only get worse.
But that doesn't stop this beautiful girl.
From trying her best.
to let go of the past.
and keep her self...
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hate
I hate that I'm so dependent.
I hate that I'm not self suffencent.
I hate that I need those pills.
I hate that i can't pay my own bills.
I hate that I have to depend on somebody else.
I hate that I can't control myself.
I hate that I call out.
I hate that I get in fights.
I hate the frights in the night.
I hate the light in the sky.
I hate the guys, who make me cry.
I hate my past.
I hate the memorys that last.
I hate the things that I have done.
I hate that I'm shunned.
I hate the bullys.
I hate the things...
I hate that I'm not self suffencent.
I hate that I need those pills.
I hate that i can't pay my own bills.
I hate that I have to depend on somebody else.
I hate that I can't control myself.
I hate that I call out.
I hate that I get in fights.
I hate the frights in the night.
I hate the light in the sky.
I hate the guys, who make me cry.
I hate my past.
I hate the memorys that last.
I hate the things that I have done.
I hate that I'm shunned.
I hate the bullys.
I hate the things...
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stalker
class after class he's there.
does he care that i don't want him there.
i would rater not share my time with him.
i wish i could just push him down the stair.
i would.
I'm tired of it.
every bit of my day he's there.
I don't know if it's some kinda dare.
does he mind.
it's not kind.
he's like a dot, on my paper.
annoying me.
he won't stop.
i just wish he would pop.
like a bubble, and never return.
that would be good.
he should just stop
does he care that i don't want him there.
i would rater not share my time with him.
i wish i could just push him down the stair.
i would.
I'm tired of it.
every bit of my day he's there.
I don't know if it's some kinda dare.
does he mind.
it's not kind.
he's like a dot, on my paper.
annoying me.
he won't stop.
i just wish he would pop.
like a bubble, and never return.
that would be good.
he should just stop
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darkness
Darkness surrounds every corner.
I can tell I'm not the only mourner.
But I'm the deepest.
I took the leap.
And decided to keep the pain and guilt.
I can see the light-sometimes.
It dosn't last very long.
I tend to push it away.
throughout the day.
The longer I stay, the darker it gets.
I may not leave.
The only thing that does is decive.
I don't want to show mean people they are right.
I would rather flight.
But i must hold on.
Till the last glimmer of light is gone.
No matter how dim or bright.
The light will arive again....
I can tell I'm not the only mourner.
But I'm the deepest.
I took the leap.
And decided to keep the pain and guilt.
I can see the light-sometimes.
It dosn't last very long.
I tend to push it away.
throughout the day.
The longer I stay, the darker it gets.
I may not leave.
The only thing that does is decive.
I don't want to show mean people they are right.
I would rather flight.
But i must hold on.
Till the last glimmer of light is gone.
No matter how dim or bright.
The light will arive again....
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confused love
You like him, but your scared.
You wouldn't dare.
To say hello.
You're just waiting for the day that he notices you.
You stare longingly across the hall.
As he walks by you try to say hi.
Every time you don't, you die a little.
You're heart beats longingly for him.
You just want to wrap your arms around him.
And never let go.
But your scared.
Of what?
what exactly?
If you don't know, don't let it show.
You never know until you go.
You wouldn't dare.
To say hello.
You're just waiting for the day that he notices you.
You stare longingly across the hall.
As he walks by you try to say hi.
Every time you don't, you die a little.
You're heart beats longingly for him.
You just want to wrap your arms around him.
And never let go.
But your scared.
Of what?
what exactly?
If you don't know, don't let it show.
You never know until you go.
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open doors
Every open door slowly dimming.
My chances slimming.
My life wasting away, as I wait.
What am I waiting for?
Nothing will ever come.
How can I be so dumb.
Some days I think it might get better.
But the light gets in the way.
My day dies slowly- bullying is no fun.
The lies, they hurt me,I have no strength left.
My strength, It left the moment I came here.
Every time I look in the mirror I see a clear dead light.
Hiding behind my hair.
My bangs cover most of my face.
It's to ugly to share.
My chances slimming.
My life wasting away, as I wait.
What am I waiting for?
Nothing will ever come.
How can I be so dumb.
Some days I think it might get better.
But the light gets in the way.
My day dies slowly- bullying is no fun.
The lies, they hurt me,I have no strength left.
My strength, It left the moment I came here.
Every time I look in the mirror I see a clear dead light.
Hiding behind my hair.
My bangs cover most of my face.
It's to ugly to share.
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bullys
I never chose to be this way.
I'm just waiting for the day that I don't feel depressed.
I feel like I'm compressed in my own reputation.
My past deceives me, I'm not that person anymore.
People perceive me as, a whore, ugly, and "attention seeker"
I receive, mean commits from people.
They act like I have some kind of problem.
I guess I'm a little moody, but does anyone deserve this?
I was a mess, I thought I could clean it up.
I was a little to mean, I didn't realize the ramifications.
Past is past they say, but what do they really mean?...
I'm just waiting for the day that I don't feel depressed.
I feel like I'm compressed in my own reputation.
My past deceives me, I'm not that person anymore.
People perceive me as, a whore, ugly, and "attention seeker"
I receive, mean commits from people.
They act like I have some kind of problem.
I guess I'm a little moody, but does anyone deserve this?
I was a mess, I thought I could clean it up.
I was a little to mean, I didn't realize the ramifications.
Past is past they say, but what do they really mean?...
693 reads
1 Comment
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