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Mariah 7d
Lexapro to be a pro
At a mastering the status quo
No one likes a Debbie Downer,
Do you have to be so sour?

Adderall not working anymore?
Getting up is still a chore?
Vyvanse might be what what you need.
Anything to help me, please!

Xanax for anxiety
And so it works reliably
Take it with hydroxyzine

Trazadone to help you sleep
Choke down a handful of these
Won't matter the amount
As long as it knocks you out

Let's try this, let's try that
Uh oh, looks like that one made you fat

Once we finish with the vat
We'll let you know how to get you back

Shut up, shut up, shut up!!
Can't you just grow up??!

Brushed off, brushed off, brushed off
A little something to take the edge off

Maybe you should meditate
But for now we're sending you upstate

Medicated since 15?
Have you tried a guillotine?

Struggle, struggle, struggle
Let's fit you for a muzzle

Sit down, sit down, sit down
You look just like a clown

We heard you the first time
Can't you ask without crying?

This drama queen
Can't get past what happened at 17
Crybaby if you ask me
Did you even hear her speak?

She's lost and can't be found
Let's show some mercy
Put this one down
I don't trust doctors anymore.
Omnia Algundy Apr 21
You might outcast us,
and trap us,
but we shine bright,
like a great light,
And in identities, we are not alike.

Scared of a man,
Me and my clan,
Why would I be a fan?
Ideas just ran,

Hello dear friends,
We reached dead ends,
With emotions misspends,
Curing heart rends.

Now we fix,
Building bricks,
Houses with no tricks,
Realisation finally kicks,
We now live in icks,
This poem is dedicated for my research paper and my lovely professor.
Mariah Apr 15
Can't you see me?
Can't you see?
How its supposed to be
You had to teach me

A burdensome chore
You chose to ignore
So you left me alone
Wondering why I did so on my own

Now I know nothing
I'm always running
Under the pressure
I'm crumbling

The unformed person
Hiding behind the curtain
Ashamed of being the burden

Now you can't see-
but when you think of me
I'm gone and you're still  
Hating me  

How I'm ought to be
It isn't clear to me
And I'm sure you'd happily agree
I am lost at sea

You were so headstrong
About knowing all along
I was unworthy and ugly, loud and wrong
Now I suffer
Nowhere to belong


You can no longer tell me to go
This is my home
Piece by piece, blood and bone
I built it on my own  

You know of my unbearable pain
Trying to live life your way
And you know I couldn't stay
When you were the one sending me away

I don't want to grow old
With my life feeling cold
All thrown away
Feeling myself decay

Its not my responsibility
Your incivility
Never a child to you,
But a void of hostility

Your high horse far away from me
And I know,
that even though
I can't see you looking down
It is a certainty

Creative were your reasons
To deny the diseases
That plagued our house of stalled seasons
So look away, so you don't need to believe in
The winter that we lived in

Deny, deny, deny
The distance between you and I
Came from you, and your willingness to
Misidentify
"This child is not mine,
It Chooses to defy,
There is Rot inside."
And I can never be satisfied
With your answers when I ask why

"You, you, you-
You chose to do-
Everything bad that happened to you."

How could I
When I was the child in knots
And you were the tie

If I am a Bad Egg-
and I am Rotten -
Then you were the Broken,
Beaten Down fridge that I was in
For my mother.
I never wished it of you, but I will die someday, just like you want me to.
And maybe then, you could finally be proud.
Or at least, you could finally stop haunting me.
Debbie Apr 3
Every forest harbors secrets.
The bark and branches are the keepers.
The abandoned house towered,
in a paralysis of time.
The only thing alive
was the strangling of the vines.
It stood in dilapidation
with a menacing expression.
Inside the air thick with voiceless confessions.
Heard somewhere in my shaking soul.
Hollow window eyes
possess the shatters of time.
Who were the inhabitants?
And are they alive?
It's time to go inside.
I like abandoned places.
Windows out,
touched by time’s cruel mouth
nibbling smoke blackened corners,
wheezing gently
whittled roof long gone,
bound by tangled thread
drawn from the looms it held,
past is present, present is past
forever intertwined
memories lost, unheard stories
former glories
very rarely brought to mind
Ione Mar 31
They say go with the flow-
but I'm just a stagnant water.
Not a beauty, nor a worth-
all the fishes have left the water.
ibraheem Mar 20
Take me into your arms.
Bury and bathe my mind till the thoughts drown and quiet.
Trap me in the world of you; enclose my mind from the world around us.

Free me of thought.
Hold me, dear. Hold me tight.
Never let go—your grip on my mind, loosen not.

Have I not suffered through young and old?
Have I not let my mind run free,
to build forsaken paths I worry to walk?

Hold my memories. Hold them close.
Care for them as I for you.

How must I beg to be abandoned?
Oh, how I dream to be abandoned
by the parts of me I carried not with love,
but with hatred.

When what built you crumbles you,
your eyes meet hypocrisy,
till driven outside the simplistic gates of sanity.

For here, I am not asking you for your love, nor your time.
I come to ask for neither.

I ask for nothing but my freedom,
which you unwillingly, unknowingly carry—
not a key, nor words,
but a chaste of the mind,
which you force upon me.
My whole life I have been set in second place,
And yet I still think to myself “is it really that bad?”
But now i wallow, and I come face to face,
Face to face with anger, denial and sad.
Even my own father chose his addiction over me,
He made his decision when I was just a baby.
He would cancel his child maintenance,
Just so he could afford his bad habits,
But I got used to his unfaithfulness,
He takes the joy from the world like a leeching maggot,
So what would you choose,
Ecstasy or me?
I give you the choice to not be some dumb ****,
But I know what you you’ll choose,
Not me, but a drug.

-anonymous poet.
My dad was never a dad, just a father,
Never resembling a father figure, just existing.

His voice is gruff and deep,
Every time I hear it, I can't help wondering,

"Why is he so detached?"
"Why does he keep his distance?"

I thought he was supposed to love me unconditionally,
To always be there for me,
To offer a shoulder to cry on in hard times,
But instead he abandoned me.
Jeremy Betts Jan 10
Finally,
So not all of a sudden but gradually,
It's been proven systematically
Everybody WILL leave me
And no,
I'm not a fortune teller phoney
Want proof?
Well,
That's easy
Follow closely
A quick peek and you'll see
Everyone has left me
The problem is me,
Obviously,
Self doubt has it's very own key
But here's what gets me,
When I want to leave me
Suddenly
That's another something wrong with me
You don't want me
I don't want me
How do those conclusions land differently?
Identical mindsets but yours are worthy
Of walking away unapologetically
Levitating an old issue like I've lost gravity
But still wound up in the devils proximity
Clearly
I'm the only one not allowed to not want me
Love it's self is a fallacy
Someone needs to explain that duality

©2025
I'm finding it impossible to shake this mindset
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