Express Yourself - Poems, Songs, Quotes etc

overwhelmed is the constant emotion I feel

with no lock and key or even a tiny seel

its like beating pulse of negativity bleeds through my chest

and that I fail what life gives; a test

forgive me if I must fail

and that I've grown bitter and frail.

I hurt so much and cannot cope

left here with little to no hope

im, not the best for you and not even to me

with the cracks and broken pieces I layout for u to see

the pain in my chest of anxiety, depression, and anguish

and the little heart i myself left there tarnished

id rather destroy it myself

rather than letting anyone else having the satisfaction themselves...

She held on as tight as she could

He left her like she knew he would

Her hope faded as quick as it came

She knew he was going to be the same

He told her lies that she hoped were true

The real him didn't allow her to

Her love for him kept her there

He never had the respect to care

And everything she'd forgive and forget

She didn't even know happened yet

She prayed every day that he'd see

Everything she yearned for him to be

And as time passed she began to fall

And realized she couldn't fix him at all

So she slowly let go with her heart shattered

Because in her life he was all that mattered

Yet as she let go her value became clear

What she felt wasn't love, it was fear

Her body relaxed as she felt safety

And knew her new life was what it should be

A poem I wrote... but trigger warning, it contains themes that involve self-harm and promiscuity. If either of these things are triggering to you, please do not read. <3

My religion deals real blood
My religion deals real skin
Blood becomes in deeper cuts
Flesh becomes in deeper sin
{{ And deeper the knife
And deeper the touch
And deeper the cry
And deeper the blush }}
Screams I want to die
Screams this is too much
Screams I want to live
Screams lead me to fuck,
But fuck with your eyes
And fuck with your soul
Oh set me on fire
Oh make me feel whole
Let's finger the wounds
And hells they allude to
Linger and brood
In the moods we are glued to

My insanity...
Is the closest...
That supernatural...
Has gotten to me...

My religion worships scissors
My religion kneels to static
Holds its services in bedsheets
Locks repentance in the attic
Practices itself in daydream
Makes my bed within my head
And so I'll tuck you in beside me
Cuddled up in my dead ends

{{tuck your weary heart beside me???}}

It hurts.

It hurts everywhere.

The only feelings I have are muddled

Leaving me cold and bare

Leaving me to sink down in a puddle

I want to do this

I want to do that

No one will understand that

The pain I am in will only get worse

As if I am caught in a deadly curse

I want to scream

I want to cry

But nothing comes out as I am wrung dry

It's a simple thing really

It simply hurts

im really happy this thread is still going despite the event finishing on the 15th August im enjoying reading all your creativity i can see your feelings coming through and im sending all those feeling down etc healing comforting hugs your not alone

@StuckinTime ty very much for still responding here :)

A Poem I Wrote..

A Letter To Depression

It starts off small,

like a snake in the grass.

Sometimes I never know,

Just how long it will take to pass.

One day life seems perfect,

Then it takes me by surprise.

I begin to doubt myself,

And dark thoughts invade my mind.

The confidence Ive built,

The beauty that i see.

These lies I tell myself,

Strips that all away from me.

All the pain Ive ever felt,

Comes rushing through my soul.

Id give anything in this moment,

Just to once again feel whole.

So I begin to build my walls up,

A safe fortress behind my eyes.

That way it wont hurt so much,

Even if I start to cry.

A stigma of society

that you can fix it with a pill.

But even with that help,

It still requires a strong will.

Its looking for the small things,

Something good in each day.

Its valuing those people in your life,

The ones you always know will stay.

Or perhaps its a good memory,

Of better times behind.

Knowing that tomorrow,

A new adventure you can find.

Its holding onto one more day,

When you would rather just give up.

Its telling yourself you are beautiful,

Worthy, and enough

And when this storm passes,

As you surely know it will.

Youll wake up in the morning,

And be grateful youre here still.

So when the night seems darkest,

And you cant seem to find your way.

Know you can start again tomorrow,

A bright beginning starts each day.

Fun

I think I misjudge it or maybe I have got it all wrong

When you say talk,I wanna scream

You always say love yourself be strong

It's not easy ,you know fighting yourself

Not once but everyday.

What if I stopped feeling anything altogether,maybe that would help.

Wait,I just did!

I don't feel anything now,that's fun.

I too wanna have fun but I think I have got it all wrong.