I Wrote a Poem Stories of Experiences

Sometimes I like to pretend that I am someone important.
I view my life in 3rd person, like a whole sea of people are watching me even though I know that no one is really watching me at all.
I try to write whenever I feel inspired...

so many thoughts
I don't know where to begin
it appears to me
there's no way to win
I know the path
I want to take
but my feet are heavy
like walking in a lake
the steps are hard
but they must be taken
if the real me
is to be awakened
I...

I am cast adrift on a sea of black pain,
it's no surprise that I have gone insane.
Rotting from my dead insides out,
nobody listens when I scream and shout.

I know there are those in a worse state,
but constantly telling me tends to...

I am not here and I am not there,
You search but cannot find me anywhere.
I am the one now forever lost,
you didn't listen and I paid the cost.

A word whose meaning diminishes with overuse,
it becomes nothing more than an empty excuse.
A word to apologise for a wrong now done and past,
you hope each sorry spoken will be your very last.

Whether to stay unalive and live this rotten lie,
or face my demons, loose the battle and die.
Instead of hiding from the truth, cowering in the dark,
grasp the razor, slash and cut and extinguish my spark.

To deny to myself that all...

I am living a life that should already have ceased,
on that night when I wanted to be released.
This life now lived in borrowed time never wanted,
always with what should have been I am haunted.
On that night this empty life was due to...

Hiya, this is my first poem I've ever written, it's really short, I hope you like it though:
One scratch, two scratch, three scratch four, c'mon Lizzie just a few more,
five scratch, six scratch seven scratch eight, just two more, you...

A paw fits into another
like a jigsaw fits together.
Bonded with the force of love,
It's unbreakable, invincible and unconditional.
They join at the heart,
In a world of insanity,
Where the only thing that exsists
is the love between...

With friends acting like enemies and enemies acting like best friends,
Its no wonder that my sanity warps buckles and bends.
When everyone I once knew is now the opposite of what they were,
the schism of reality makes everything...

The war has begun and everything I am is at stake,
this is one nightmare from which I will never wake.
With each battle lost I get pushed further into the dark,
a darkness that smothers and slowly extinguishes my spark.
There are those...

Scars on my back and on my chest,on my arms, legs and much of the rest.Shrouded by cloth under which they hide,still I wear them with honour and humble pride.My scars are a memory that will never fade,of a time I was both excited and...

Look!The light is no moreThe darkness is a warm shawlIn the blindness I can see.The faces that never wereThe memories that never happenedThe glimpses of tale never endedHush!The sound is far awayThe silence inside a shellTo the muffled...

The madman and the lunatic hiding in me,
always at odds and they never ever agree,
One in the others worst nightmare and bane,
and one is quite crazy the other insane.

I liked that the storm made the day dark.
It meant that I was less visible.
My face
My face, the big imperfection that it was, could not be so easily investigated and evaluated by the average eye.
But the average eye was not what I had...

I have two protectors, yes silly pathetic old me,
opposites who cannot and will not agree.
Two strong protectors so precious and rare,
both of which I cherish and for deeply care.
It pains me so much when they go into battle,
over...

I am a fierce wind and a gentle breeze,A roaring of thunder, a whisper in the trees.Cold as ice, and a red, fiery flame,A drought, a desert, and a torrent of rain.A calm, quiet lake, with water serene,Violent ocean waves crashing, a...

Water, ice cold, cascading on my scrubbed hide,rinsed before its time to be tied up and dried.A cold that burns my naked impassive frame,like a torrential shower of liquid acidic flame.

I have nothing
No one, Nowhere to go
I offered her only thing
Only thing I have

My heart, my lonely soul
She laughed, She mocked
She mocked my soul
She broke my heart

I burn,
Burn to warm her
Her laugh makes me smile
Tho my heart...

You wonder why all you do is sob and cry,
why you hurt so much and yearn to die?
Dying a little with every beat of your heart,
as you broken mind and dead soul falls apart.

The pain stops for a moment a fleeting while,
you may laugh...