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DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
(Could possibly trig)


It was suggest to have a thread for poems to keep the place a little tidier. So here it is, feel free to add to it and let ur creative side out, from one line to a billion.

Theres also a trig warning, just incase :thumb:
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  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 1,329 Wise Owl
    Do not ask me to remember.

    Do not ask me to remember.
    Do not try to make me understand.
    Let me rest and know you're with me.
    Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
    I'm confused beyond your concept.
    I am sad and sick and lost.
    All that I know is that I need you to be with me at all cost.
    Do not lose your patience with me.
    Do not scold or curse my cry.
    I cant help the way I am acting.
    Cant be different though I try.
    Just remember that I need you.
    That the best of me is gone.
    Please dont fail to stand beside me,
    Love me till my life is done.
  • SkiveSkive Posts: 15,287 Skive's The Limit
    Lucy met a train,
    a train met Lucy
    The Train was juicy,
    the juice was Lucy.
    Weekender Offender 
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 1,329 Wise Owl
    Don't tell me that I'm beautiful
    Until you've seen the marks
    Etched on my skin
    And the ones on the inside
    On my heart
    That I hide

    Don't tell me that I'm strong
    Until you've seen me break down
    Fall apart
    Time and time again
    And cry until the tears no longer come

    Don't tell me that I'm a wonderful person
    Until I shut you out completely
    And push you away
    Because I promised myself
    That you're just like the rest
    And you'll get tired of me too

    Don't tell me that I'm lovely
    Until you've seen those nights that are like pure horror
    And the terror that sometimes posses me
    Seen me sob and tremble and question "why me?"
    Until I run out of air
    And collapse

    Don't tell me that I'll get through this
    That this is only temporary
    Until you've seen the inner torment
    Inside of my mind
    And the demons that refuse
    To be silent

    But if you have seen that other part of me
    The scars, pain, insecurities and bitterness
    That I hide
    The voices that whisper during the day
    And scream during the night
    The darkness lurking behind my smile
    And you still stay by my side
    Then maybe....just maybe.... I believe you....
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    Mopped floors and hoovered halls,
    Dusted living room walls and clean doors.

    No dirt in the draws,
    Or crumbs on the floor,

    This home with no flaws.
    Leaves me wondering is there any kids at all?

    Not a toy on the stairs,
    Or a sock in the drier,

    Leaves me curious to think
    ...Is this house for hire?

    But as the night draws in,
    And the floors creek within,

    My mind begins to change,
    With the singing hymns of children's screams.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    Lost Sister

    It might be hard for you to understand,
    But I miss my sister that much it makes me frown,
    We use to go on bike rides and make mud pies,
    Feed the ducks and look at the sky.

    We use to think what it was like to fly,
    And jump off benches to get that little high.

    I know she had problems (but don't we all?)
    Being sick when she wasn't,
    But if she just had some love,
    Maybe she wouldn't...

    You might not understand,
    But when I moved away,
    I lost my best friend that day.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    Just wanted to say love all these poems,

    Lostsense - yours are so powerful it really makes me feel

    ellaleftwonderland - you put it together in such a smart way, you really have a skill for writing ( also wheres you profile picture from? reminds me of an old song :) )

    Aidan - yours are so class

    Skive - Funny as hell
  • SienaSiena Posts: 15,673 Skive's The Limit
    I really like all of yours!

    I wrote this a while ago. Probably quite clear I dont really know much about poetry. But thought I'd share anyway.

    * This is about sexual abuse. So may Trigger. **


    I just froze
    My body gave up
    But who knows
    If I stood up

    I gave up trying
    To tell you
    I was suffering
    Cause you knew

    Heard me screaming
    You just stared
    I wasn't day-dreaming
    You just never cared

    I remember clearly
    My breaths deeply
    How heavy you was
    & how weak i was

    "No" wasn't the answer
    When I would push you away
    Cause you're abuser
    Who could never obey

    Your idea of humilation
    Felt like suffocation
    Didn't matter if i tried to vioce
    I had no chioce

    It's what you lived off
    Loved the control
    What a turn off-
    You don't have a soul

    I fell for your compliments
    I fell when we kiss
    Even our arguments
    I miss

    Can call me naive
    But i thought you cared
    So I didn't leave
    Or I was just scared

    My thoughts are consumed
    I thought this was love
    But i was being groomed
    And you was just above

    But I have realised
    I deserve more
    And I have recognised
    I am stronger than before.
    “And when they look at you, they won't see everything you've been through. They won't see the **** that turned to scars that began to fade with time. They won't see the heartbreaking things that shook up and changed your entire world. They won't know how many tears you cried or even what it was you were crying about. They won't see how strong you had to be because you had no other choice. What they will see though is how compassionate you are because you experienced pain. What they will see is how kind you are because you experienced how cruel the world is. What they will see is how good you are because you've seen how bad things or people can be. The difference between you and your experiences are who you choose to be, despite everything that could have turned you cold and unkind.You are the good the world needs and the best of us.” ~ Kirsten Corley
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    I had to

    I use to ask myself where were you?
    And how could you?
    What did I do to hurt you?

    I use to ask myself,
    What could I do to save you?
    But every action just angered you.

    And I am sorry,
    That I could’'t protect you,
    Although I tried so very hard to.

    I use to miss you,
    I use to cry for you,

    But mother.

    I no longer love you.

    And that wasn't an easy thing to do,
    Just throwing you away like some stranger into the blue,

    No,
    It tore me apart,
    Ate me from with in,
    Crushed my very heart,

    But I had to.
    Or else I would have ended up just like you.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    I'’ll be home

    Am coming home mum,
    I’'ll see you soon,
    Just promise me,
    You’'ll be there too,

    I don’'t care,
    If you’v'e grown old,
    If you can’t get out of a chair,
    Or even if you’r clamming hills,

    Just be home,
    Cos I'’ll be there.

    I’'ll be outside that door,
    No later then noon,

    I know it’s a little later then expected,
    Talk about a few years,
    Oh how they just pass by,

    But mum I’'ll be there,
    So please just promise,

    You will too.

    Please I beg you,
    I think I really need to see you,
    Just one last time to say good bye.

    To say I really did love you.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    View

    I tried to talk to you
    When that didn’t work,
    I tried to show you,
    When that backfired,
    I tried to see it from your view.

    About a kid,
    Who is not your child,
    Or related in anyway…

    I stepped into your shoes,
    And then I realised,
    That I am nothing to you.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    They don’t get it.
    How wounds appear,
    It’s not the actions of our razors,
    But our fallen tears.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear

    Hidden

    Speak from your feelings,
    Feel from your soul,
    and listen with your eyes
    Because not every secret is told.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear
    Verbal

    I remember phrases,
    From when I was wee,
    Of how I should be,
    And what was wrong with me.

    I remember being told,
    I was to be seen and unheard,
    For a child has no mind
    Upon this adult earth.

    These words didn’t bother me,
    But what hurt was not mattering enough,
    For someone to know that they eventually would.
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    Footsteps.

    As i walk this lonely road, no one seems to care,
    The trees rustle in the wind as they stand there bare,
    I can hear them coming closer now , but it seems to late,
    I run down to the farm i see and lean on the rusty gate,
    I can hear a whisper now, a whisper in my ear,
    Something that i may allow to take away my tears,
    But who are they i wonder as i say,
    I turn around and they quickly run away.
  • Former MemberFormer Member Fruit loop Posts: 2,762 Boards Guru
    I stopped writing poems a while ago because they sucked but I gave it another go *cringe* :lol:
    When the sun shines,
    when the wind blows,
    when the sun sets,
    when the air is still,
    when the rain falls upon my windowsill,
    when the birds call,
    and the world cries,
    when heaven and nature sighs,
    you never fail to surprise,
    because no matter how I'm feeling,
    your love and kindness,
    and open mindedness,
    never runs out,
    like a lifetime supply.
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    Demons PTW?

    Their vile words like a hurricane in my mind,
    who would of thought they were so strong combined,
    'It's in the past, they can't hurt you anymore'
    I wish it was just that easy to close the door,
    They hurt me everyday,
    and it's not just what they say,
    their words and actions carved into my mind,
    why was it so hard to just be kind?
    The nightmares haunt me while i sleep,
    their claws go in far too deep,
    when i'm awake there is no peace,
    as the flashbacks never seem to ease,
    my biggest secret of that night,
    i wish i grew my wings and took flight,
    their voices i can still hear,
    as loud as ever, ringing in my ear,
    'They can't hurt you anymore' i keep being told,
    but their actions took a far bigger hold,
    they hurt me everyday,
    and it's not just what they say.
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    edited June 2019
    PTW? 

    After last night I realized I need to stop self harming, it's gotton so out of control so wrote this to help motivate me.

    self-harm

    You tear me down, give me nowhere to run,
    You tell me this torture has only just begun,
    Your words cut deeper than any blade could,
    But when I've cut you tell me I've done good,
    But what is life when it's lived this way?
    Torturing myself just to keep you at bay,
    I need to fight and fight for my life,
    And not let you take control of the knife,
    I've lived this way for many years,
    But now it's time to face my fears,
    To not give you power, to not let you win,
    It's time to be happy in my own skin,
    Self harm you are not welcome anymore,
    So it's time I show you the door,
    And get my life back to where it should be,
    Innocent,carefree, happy and free,
    The scars will remind me of what once was,
    Steri-strips, staples, stitches and gauze,
    But these scars are not my future,
    And you are not my ruler,
    Goodbye self harm,
    And don't you dare sound the alarm.

    [edited by moderator to add spoilers]

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  • Former MemberFormer Member Smol Bean Posts: 666 Incredible Poster
    I was really hoping a thread like this would show up, I was just to nervous to start one. All of the poems here are very passionate and wonderful. I'll have to dig out my poem notebook and type one up but in the meantime- Heres a short one about reading-

    Timeless pages, I've lost myself
    To those stories on the shelf.
    Each one stagnate until I return,
    to the worlds that I have learned.
    Paused when closed, they cause no mischief.
    For nothing changes inside that bound leaf. 
  • Former MemberFormer Member Fruit loop Posts: 2,762 Boards Guru
    Her dreams soared high
    Higher than the birds
    Stronger than a beam. 
    Her love blossomed 
    More vibrant than a flower
    Growing stronger with its power. 
    Her hope was low, 
    Lower than the ocean deep
    At the bottom of a mountain gone too steep. 
    She holds on to that dream
    For it's the only thing that makes this all seem.
    Worth her time and hard work
    For the love she's found is as loud as a firework
    And runs consistently like clockwork. 
    When all is down and low, 
    She need only think if him and glow. 
    When things get rough and she falls on the floor
    She need only remember what she is doing this for. 
    True happiness and a lifetime of love to go with it
    She need only hold on, just for a little bit.
    And when things get particularly rough 
    And she feels all swallowed up in it, 
    She can spend some time away even just for a minute.
    For this girl has a reason to keep on fighting, 
    And I'd you think she's giving up you may find this next part frighting.
    For she finally has something to work for, 
    Her future,  her happiness, her love and to be able to walk out that front door. 

    (I'm a loser this was probably rubbish oops it's been months 😂😂)
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    edited August 2018
    Laine said:
    Her dreams soared high
    Higher than the birds
    Stronger than a beam. 
    Her love blossomed 
    More vibrant than a flower
    Growing stronger with its power. 
    Her hope was low, 
    Lower than the ocean deep
    At the bottom of a mountain gone too steep. 
    She holds on to that dream
    For it's the only thing that makes this all seem.
    Worth her time and hard work
    For the love she's found is as loud as a firework
    And runs consistently like clockwork. 
    When all is down and low, 
    She need only think if him and glow. 
    When things get rough and she falls on the floor
    She need only remember what she is doing this for. 
    True happiness and a lifetime of love to go with it
    She need only hold on, just for a little bit.
    And when things get particularly rough 
    And she feels all swallowed up in it, 
    She can spend some time away even just for a minute.
    For this girl has a reason to keep on fighting, 
    And I'd you think she's giving up you may find this next part frighting.
    For she finally has something to work for, 
    Her future,  her happiness, her love and to be able to walk out that front door. 

    (I'm a loser this was probably rubbish oops it's been months 😂😂)
    I love this :) 
  • Former MemberFormer Member Fruit loop Posts: 2,762 Boards Guru
    Aw thanks Bubbles!  
    I haven't written in such a long time, forgot how much it helped do I'm trying to get back into it x :)
  • Former MemberFormer Member Art is my passion :3Posts: 203 Trailblazer
    Just found this while about to post in Creative. I like the look of it, I might have to add some of my own poetry at some point 
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    Im bored, so heres a quick poem about recovery (i'm having a good day so thought i'd try be positive) but every word is true, I feel stronger today and hoping it will last, I've wasted too many years a victim to my mental illnesses, and only I can choose recovery, no one can start recovery for me, I have to want to recover and oh my am I ready! Today is day one of my new life. I'll stop rambling now and eat my BUTTERY spaghetti... <3

    The days are long, but the nights are longer,
    I cant wait for the day when I feel stronger,
    You've taken too much of my life already,
    Well this time, I know i'm ready,
    Relapse after relapse, you always win,
    But eating shouldn't be a sin,
    Scars line my body forever more,
    But self harm isn't a chore,
    I shouldn't have to punish myself,
    Just for taking some breaths,
    But you punish me,
    Why can't you just let me be,
    I will fight you, and you will not win,
    See, i'm not the person I was when you crept in,
    I'm brave, resilient and not a quitter,
    You are a coward, so low and bitter,
    Only I can choose to recover,
    and not be scared of fucking butter,
    And recover I will,
    And you I will kill,
    You cannot have me,
    Cause I will be free,
    The days are long, and the nights may be longer,
    But this is the day when I feel stronger. 
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    edited June 2019
    Thank-you.

    Thank-you to the nurses who have picked me up off the floor, when the world seemed so scary and I just wanted to close the door.
    Thank-you to the nurses who held me as I cried, when all that I could wish for, I wish that i'd have died.
    Thank-you to the nurses who when I couldn't get out of bed, done my hair and make-up instead of lying there with dread.
    Thank-you to the nurses who sat with me through the night, so that I wasn't alone when the voices put up a fight.
    Thank-you to the nurses for convincing me to eat, when the voices wouldn't let me but this illness I can beat.
    Thank-you to the nurses for saving my life, when all I wanted to do was grab the knife.
    Thank-you to the nurses for never giving up on me, I've been in so often you make an impact you see.
    Thank-you to the nurses for all that you have done, it will stay with me forever, even after this war is won.

    [edited by moderator to add spoiler]
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  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 1,938 Extreme Poster
    edited September 17
    Really sweet and well written poem @Past User, I like it <3
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  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    @kathleen0172 thank-you :) planning on doing more in the same layout :) <3
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    I want to be free. TW!


    You stole my life but I want it back,
    You've tormented me ever since the attack,
    You looked in my eyes, didn't you see?
    A girl so scared, she just wanted to be free,
    Now I sit in front of therapists, doctors and nurses,
    I let them in and repeat the same verses,
    All so they can find out why I self destruct,
    From this life, I wish I was plucked,
    I try to let death take me away,
    You tell me you'll help which is nice but wont sway,
    From this life I wish to be free,
    I want to run away, just so you won't find me,
    Why am I so scared five years on?
    If I carry on like this it's obvious you have won,
    Well one day I will be free,
    And I know that has to start with me,
    You do not control me anymore,
    So it's time I show you the door,
    I want my life back and I want it back now,
    For me, my sanity and my future, for this I must vow,
    I vow never to hurt myself in that way again,
    I vow not to be so scared of men,
    What you stole I cannot get back,
    But I will not be ruled by the attack,
    I want life and I want to be free,
    So you can leave and just let me be.
  • Former MemberFormer Member Posts: 3,590 Community Veteran
    The care and compassion I witnessed/experienced on a psych ward is something i'll never forget. Patients are often stigmatized as being dangerous but that's just not true, they are some of the most genuine and caring people I have ever met. these are only a few of the things I have seen.

    Things I have seen.


    I have seen a man so anxious he was deemed to mad for society,
    he drew me the most amazing pictures, he had so much variety, 
    I have seen a girl so distressed she was seen as a danger
    I hugged her and she calmed down, even though she was a stranger,
    I have seen girls cry over their plates reaching out to each other,
    comforting them through another meal just like a mother,
    I have seen men twice my age, 
    take me under their wing, even when I was in a rage,
    I have seen a girl sing and play guitar,
    to numb her own pain, she shone bight like a star,
    I have seen a nurse break down in tears,
    for she couldn't take away the pain held for years,
    I have seen a man bring a patient a flower,
    for she hated herself so much she couldn't even shower,
    I have seen a doctor with all his power,
    tell me he used to self harm and was a wallflower
    the things I have seen inside these walls,
    the kind and compassionate words in the halls,
    I will never forget these most genuine friends,
    in a psychiatric hospital, where it ends.


  • DancerDancer Posts: 8,099 Legendary Poster
    My poem is called The War Must Continue. In history we had to do a poem or tribute to the soldiers who lost their life in World War One. Possibly triggering.

    The guns are banging 
    The soldiers are crashing
    Crashing 
    Crashing into the mud
    There is no time for mourning
    No time to lose in the war
    The war must continue
    Bodies are left behind
    All that is found in the end is a skeleton
    A skeleton that cannot be named
    Everyone at home worrying
    Will they come home?
    Have they died?
    They never will come home
    They will be Decomposing in the mud
    Decomposing to bones and clothes
    To nothing
    Poppies grow in place
    To show that they gave their today
    For our tomorrow
    So may all the soldiers rest in peace
    Bless all the families who have lost someone
    A son
    A husband
    A brother
    A friend
    A cousin
    Anyone
    Thank you for your service

    Remember that they shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning. We will remember them. Lest we forget. ❤

    "There's a part of me I can't get back. A little girl grew up too fast. All it took was once. I'll never be the same." ~ Demi Lovato
    "The way that I have found the light in my life is through the expressive arts because I know that I will be accepted for the way I am." ~ Me
    "I'm going to get strong again and see you soon. " ~ Anonymous 
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 481 Listening Ear

    Exhausted.

     

    I feel like an uncomfortable pair of jeans,

    I feel tight and moulded,

    Forced and controlled.

    I feel ignored and tired,

    While my impatience grows.

     

    I feel stressed and angry,

    Unable to breath,

    I feel worn out and ragged as I fall to my knees.



    (I'm generally happy just having a moment lol)

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