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  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    Thank you Lorry Truck, that means a lot to me <3
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    So if my childhood ever gets brung up, I get reminded that I was just a kid, I was 12 when I moved away from it all and that's suppose to mean I don't remember and that I'm not affected by it which makes me feel like I'm not suppose to be hurting over it, that I'm suppose to be fine.

    You were just a kid


    I was just a kid,
    Constantly being told to die,

    I was just a kid,
    Whose mother threatened suicide.

    I was just a kid who was trying to get by,

    I was just a kid trying to keep her mother alive,

    I was just a kid!

    A kid in the dark,

    A kid scared for her life,

    A kid who used knifes.

    Yes, I was just a kid

    And I fucking survived.
  • lovemimoonlovemimoon Posts: 2,318 Boards Champion
    I love reading your poems, guys! <3
    I can see the emotions behind it and honestly, it's comforting. <3
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear

    *Trig warning*

    Darkness

    I used to be lost and scared,
    Searching for something far out there,
    But all I could see was darkness and smoke,
    Hissing in the distance and ready to revoke,

    I gave it some space just watching it float,
    Then it starts to get a little too close.

    It craws up my arms,
    And tightens my chest,
    It hushes my screams,
    And crushes my breath.

    The more I struggle the worst it gets.

    My vision goes,
    And my knees fall to the deck.

    I lay there thinking about what’s next,
    Oh, please just let it be death.
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  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    edited January 2022
    Lost

    I’m not quite awake,
    Still held in a foggy state,
    Like drifting from reality to outa space.

    Wondering between the lines of real and fake,
    Where the world keeps spinning
    And the face of time escapes.

    I lose myself... to this empty place.

    Where feelings get taken,
    And minds get broken.

    Where the darkness and confusion thrive on pain,
    Until nothings left but an empty chain.

    So please… just walk away,
    Because I'm fighting enough as it is today.
  • Laura_tigger82Laura_tigger82 Moderator Posts: 5,086 Part of The Furniture
    Hello all,

    Thank you and well done for continuing to write and share your poems. I hope writing is helpful for you. If anyone wants to talk about anything, please know we are all here for one another. I am really glad this is a safe and supportive space for writing :3
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  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    The scared inner child



    A child’s ghost in an adult’s body

    Alone

    Screaming in the dark

    Waiting for somebody

    Anybody…
  • JJLemon18JJLemon18 Community Champion Posts: 1,878 Extreme Poster
    @Distraction that's so short and simple yet so deep and effective. I guess I relate to it quite a bit
    Believe in me - who believes is you
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    @JJLemon18

    Thank you for the comment, glad you like it, I feel like there should be a little something added to it but a bit unsure, nothing really felt right

    I love the quote you have, about not doubting yourself <3
  • JJLemon18JJLemon18 Community Champion Posts: 1,878 Extreme Poster
    @Distraction Honestly I think its great. You posted it as it is so you must have thought it was right, it's genuine if that makes sense. Sometimes I reread my stuff and change them so much that they kinda lose this meaning that I wanted to convey in the first place. This poem gives the feeling that a child is saying those words, lost and confused, with only a couple words making it out. Idk how to explain it, you really can interpret it in a lot of ways.

    And thank you for noticing my 'quote', I literally came up with it myself today so I'm so glad someone likes it :D
    Btw I also love your quote from your profile!
    Believe in me - who believes is you
  • yanayana Community Champion Posts: 1,276 Wise Owl
    woah everyone's poetry is so lovely. you guys are so cool. I know this is such a lovely judgement free place but damn I'm way too much of a scaredy cat to post my poems/songs on here. it weirdly feels more emotional sharing lyrics I've written than sharing a ramble. it feels more vulnerable.
    my brain is not braining the way brains are meant to brain
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    Hi @Xee

    Just know if u ever change ur mind that we'd love to read them <3
  • ebyrne556ebyrne556 Moderator Posts: 780 Part of The Mix Family
    Ive wrote a few recently as well.Ive just taken up poetry writing again in the last week mabye ill share them sometimes
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  • Maria2008Maria2008 Posts: 146 Helping Hand
    @Lostsense i love the fist alzheimer poem do not ask me to remember
  • Maria2008Maria2008 Posts: 146 Helping Hand
    @BubblesGoesBoo i love ur poem about wanting to be free and i understand it
  • LozLoz Community Champion Posts: 109 The Mix Convert
    Dissociation

    Breathe in. Breathe out
    Don't forget who you are
    Nothings real in your here and now
    Used to be an angel, now a fallen star

    Not even in your own skin
    Lost between heaven and hell
    You're heart became so paper thin
    You fall apart. But you cannot tell.

    No words left inside your mind
    You drift away inside all your pain
    You've gone somewhere no one could find
    Comfort in the pouring rain

    I don't think I could ever explain
    What it feels like to dissociate
    Nothings real, trapped in those chains
    Broke me into someone that I hate
    "My darkside won today" - DArkSide by BMTH
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    If I could talk to little me


    Little me:

    I don’t need to be protected,
    I’m strong,
    I look after my mum.

    I don’t need to feel safe,
    I’m brave,
    I chase the fear away.

    I don’t need to be loved,
    I’m not a child,
    As long as everyone else is ok.


    Today me:

    Oh honey, If only you knew, it wasn’t meant to be that way.

    Baby, I love you, keep going, keep believing, keep hoping, keep holding on.

    We’ll be ok… someday.

  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    edited October 2023
    Childhood

    It was tough and scary,
    No, it was pain staking and terrifying.

    Or maybe it was even… even worse than words can describe.

    Hell on earth.
    consumed, in a little girls mind.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    TW

    How am I, right now?

    I just want to hide and close my eyes.

    Because inside, I’ve seen death a thousand times,
    A graveyard of hopes and dreams,
    Of disappointments and made-up memories… that never seem to stay buried.

    I tried to join them once.
    When I wasn’t even yet ten years old.

    A warm bath.

    To see how long I could hold my breath,
    With no intention of keeping count.

    I wouldn’t do it now of course.
    It doesn’t make any sense,
    The people it’d hurt,
    It’s just like passing on the pain.
    A darkness spreading like the plague.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    Who am I?

    Just a name, one amongst a million?
    Or a pain, a burden taking up too much oxygen?

    Am I just someone to blame?
    Or someone to soak up all the rage to just get ignored once again?

    Maybe, I’m just someone who’s been trained to have no emotion,
    No reaction, no facial expression.

    A blank being, for you to personalize yourself.

    A caretaker?
    A cleaner?
    A sister… a daughter?

    And once the part is played… just simply toss me away.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    I’ll keep going blindly,
    Until the day I can see.

    Because I know there’s better things ahead,
    Then the monsters inside of me.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    CPTSD

    The devil in my mother’s eyes,
    The screams my sister cried,
    The hate I had for my life,
    Trapped inside a house,
    Full of secrets and lies,
    Where you had to run to survive.

    It’s all still a memory,
    Living in my mind,
    Haunting me daily.

    But I’ll show no signs,
    Because of course everything is totally fine.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    edited November 2023
    suffer quietly

    At times I can’t breath,
    But I don’t gasp for life,
    I just sit quietly,
    And hold onto whatever oxygen is left within me.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    I am in your brain,
    I am in your fears,
    No one can see me,
    And no one can hear.

    You can try to run,
    You can try to fight,
    But I’ll be here forever,
    Especially at night.

    Sometimes you’ll think,
    That I’ve gone away,
    That you might even see, a little bright light,
    But I'll just sit there,
    Ready to laugh,
    As I pull you away from any hope that you might have had.
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    What would it take to be loved?
    To just get a genuine hug?

    I know it’s silly, to need such things,
    But why does it hurt so badly,
    Why does it sting?

    If you could just tell me,
    How to do everything right.

    Because it’s so exhausting,
    Staying up all night,

    Wondering where I went wrong,
    And what I should act like,

    For you to just see me,
    In any kind of light.
  • JJLemon18JJLemon18 Community Champion Posts: 1,878 Extreme Poster
    @Distraction these poems are amazing (and some a bit relatable), you're very talented!
    Believe in me - who believes is you
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    @JJLemon18 , Thank you, very much <3
  • DistractionDistraction Posts: 439 Listening Ear
    I don’t want to let it go.
    I want to hold it close,
    It hurt so much…

    It doesn’t deserve to just to slip away silently.

    It could destroy towns, city’s,
    and yet, it’s consumed within me,
    held so gently, in a fragile memory.
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