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i'm late as always
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Points: 1435
Reviews: 57
Thu Apr 06, 2017 3:32 pm
Saruka
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we are 6 days in and I'm only starting now
welp hopefully I can make it
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Thu Apr 06, 2017 4:26 pm
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PrincessInk
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Good luck!
always daydreaming, always clumsy
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Sun Apr 09, 2017 11:19 pm
Saruka
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I was told
When I grew up
The world would be so beautiful
So I'm older, mom, dad,
I'm honestly kind of skeptical.
Well I'm really behind so get ready for nonsense poem spams
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Thu Apr 27, 2017 12:18 pm
Saruka
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breathe in
breathe out
shaking, walk up to her
wait for her conversation to end
does she even know I'm there?
tap her on the shoulder shyly
say hi
hold on, she gestures
talk, talk, talk
.
turn to me
i shake
breathe again
i say the three clichéd words that, in any old fairytale or storybook
would bond us forever
she just stares wide-eyed
and laughs
laughs.
.
now everyone knows what happened
now i get rude stares in the hall
for just admitting how I felt
for just saying my feelings out loud
for speaking the truth
.
i am, in fact, a female.
hold on here we go posting all the poems I wrote but didn't post in here get ready
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Thu Apr 27, 2017 12:20 pm
Saruka
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How amazing it must be
to be free of self-harm, depression, anxiety, and suicide
How great it must feel
To be confident again
-
I do wonder sometimes
What life would be like if I had believed in myself
To have had a mind
A mind uncluttered with thoughts of pills and guns and bleach and wrist cuts
A passion for life
Something to look forward to for tomorrow
-
To go home
And think of something other than knives
It must be great.
Not spending your long hours wishing others could see you drowning
And throw you a life preserver
But your life is anything but preserved
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To be able to see the beauty in life
Must be the most amazing thing in the world
To forget the words
The words sharper than a sword blade
The ones that cause me to forgo everything
To plant my face in my pillow and cry
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Ugly, fat, nerd, stupid
Just an excerpt of the daily spears thrown at me
Not by others
-
But by myself
It’s worse that way.
Anxiety can see inside my head,
Accuse me of lying
Telling me exactly what my weaknesses are
No bully can read your mind
Bullies and antagonists only guess
So does anxiety
But who would you believe?
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Lucky are the ones who made it through
Without even a thought of self-harm
Who lived easily through the times
The times deadliest for many others
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Even worse are the roller-coasters
that lead others to think “Golly,
this girl can’t be depressed. She was
laughing with her friends just a minute ago,”
Yeah. And tonight I’m going to find out that
You can’t strangle yourself to death
And cry because I thought that was the easiest way
The quickest way
Defiant plans run through my mind like how to steal
A knife from the kitchen
Too many painkillers from the medicine cabinet
A gun from the closet
Bleach from the laundry room
And end it all
-
Posting on social media one last time,
“I’m going to go drink bleach, stop me if you want to”
And everyone thinks it’s a joke
Responses like ‘Lol’ and ‘Omg me tho’ and ‘I want some XD’
Flood the comments of my suicide threat
When one ‘Please don’t’ could have stopped it all.
Is my life a joke?
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What would it be like it your life didn’t depend on a few words?
What would it be like to go a whole day without crying?
One day where my humor didn’t have to include ‘shooting’ myself.
One day to be free from the near unbreakable ties of depression.
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What would it be like?
I sigh and wish.
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Thu Apr 27, 2017 12:21 pm
Saruka
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me
unlike you
am genuinely crying
you mock my tears
use them for your own entertainment
so when you see me you think I'm the one forcing tears.
.
i
unlike you
am actually falling
you lower yourself to the ground laughing
while i crash and burn
and you see me and think i'm going to get up
.
i
unlike you
am screaming
screaming for anyone to help me
while you use my pain for comedy
..
we
as society
see lethal humor as common
and with no fault
so when i cry out to you,
casually mentioning my choice in a conversation
you laugh a little and stop.
.
silence thumps in my brain
you seem to me as if you don't care
my friend won't save me
..
you
you silenced my cries
my pain
my screams
.
because you thought it was funny
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Thu Apr 27, 2017 12:21 pm
Saruka
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I am the one forced to walk behind;
the one which they all leave drained and alone.
I am the one in which conversations
halt and turn silent as i speak.
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I am the one who goes off on tangents;
the absolute, ultimate fangirl.
I am talking and talking and talking again
only because they never listen.
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I am the one ignored in groups;
I am never asked to sleep over.
I am the one whose interests and dreams
clash with theirs inexplicably
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I am the girl categorized as ‘emo’;
called names behind my back I can't begin to form
I am the ever-lonely group member.
Can I even be called a friend?
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