[TW] Poetry by Jefferythebunny

your never alone. we got your back.

that was a very inspiring poem.

You should be proud of yourself.

your loved. you are cared about.

Bunny

Last night after i posted my poem, i realized it didn't have an ending, not the way i wanted it to end. This poem was about a friend i made, that i just wanted to hold forever. in the grasp of my hands. To keep away all the chaos because for some reason he made it disappear. sorry for rambling. i hope you enjoy : return to the field *title may change*

I stand here

In the field again

I stand upon the broken shards of my fear

Fear you would hurt me

Fear you would leave

Fear I would be alone

I held on to the moment

As I felt it slipping away

What else was I to do

You returned back

To pick me up

From my tiny patch

To hold me close

To remind me

You wouldn't hurt me

You wouldn't leave

You wouldn't let me be alone

And I held on

As tight as I could

Still afraid I would get forgotten

My grasp

Was smothering

Yet you didn't mind

The attention

Said you would be here

Be here when I was hurt

Be here even when I had to leave

Be here when I just couldn't be alone

I felt loved

I felt comforted

I felt finally whole

Like the empty shell of a person

I was before

Was gone

And then you left

Left me hurt

Left me alone

You promised you would never hurt me

That's what everybody said

And then they cut me

And bruised me

Broke me

Left me less of a person

Then I was before

You had your warning

I wanted mine

To let me know

You would leave

Instead, you lied

You built me up

On false hopes

Deep down I knew

It was all fake

Yet I believe you

I said I wouldn't hurt you

I said I wouldn't leave you

I wouldn't let you be alone

As long as you did the same.

And you didn't

I know I should leave you

To manage your own feelings

Cut you loose

Leave you cut

Leave you bruised

Leave you broken

Leave you empty

I want to hurt you

Just like you hurt me

Like every other *** person, I have ever loved

Has hurt me

My grip tightens on you

Not in a smothering way

But in a way

To cut off your air

Let you feel what it was like

To live without

A necessity

And then I let go

I let you go Hello

Leave you uncut

Unbroken

Unbruised

Because I cannot hurt you

Like I was hurt

I cannot do that

I almost did

What is different between the 2 of us

Is the fact that I didn't.

I sit in my vast field

Full of flowers

Full of a warm breeze

And suddenly

I'm lonely

I go crawling back to you.

Avy we got your back and dude you are so wise

{TW- mentions of blood, mentions of scars, mentions of just overall pain, mentions of sh, morbid poetry} proceed with caution if those are triggering for you <3

title : (Redacted)

If I had a dollar

For every time someone hurt me

I be the wealthiest person alive

If I had a loaf of bread

For every every scar on my body

I’d end world hunger

If every time I wanted to die

It saved someone's life

I could cure the world

If every time I burnt myself

a villain went to ***

The world would be safe

If I every time I felt alone

Someone else got a friend

Maybe someone would smile

If only I could create beauty from my pain

Grow a flower from my tears

Make art out of my scars

Paint a painting out of all the blood I've lost

Instead, all that's left of me

Of my shattered reality

Is ugly

Is broken

Is far too gone for anyone to save

I wish I could save the world

Make it a safe space

So people don't have to hurt

The way I've hurt

Yet you call me strong

You call me a survivor

You tell me I've survived things that

Would break an ordinary man

Theres so little you know about me

So many worse things

I keep hidden

Locked in a bottle

Buried underneath my heart

You tell me im unbreakable

Yet im broken

You tell me im so amazing

Yet you let me fall through the cracks

Please don't cry for me

For I wasn't even worth my own tears

Every tear that hits the floor

Shatters my bottle

Unleashing all my pain

My bottle is buried

Far out of reach

Where no one can shatter it

Ill never save the world with my pain

Ill never be able to create any beautiful

But i can share my story

And i make sure

No one else

Falls through the cracks.

another poem

TW- controlling relationship; mentions of sa accusation (although vague)

title: that girl that made me feel loved

“Don’t

Can’t

Your not allowed”

I’m my own person

Why do I care,

What you think?

Because i love you

I *** love you

And I just want your love

“ I won’t love you anymore,

Not if you wear makeup

Not if you cut your hair like that

Youre not allowed”

Why can’t I?

I dont change who I am

Because of how i look

Yet i dont change

Because i love you

I would die for you

And i just want your love

“What are you wearing today?

Don’t wear that,

You look ugly.

Please wear stripes next time we hang

You look so amazing in stripes”

Why wont you stop

Let me be myself

Im not allowed to dress

Comfy

Because your girlfriend wouldnt dress like that

I should leave, yet i dont.

Because i love you

And i would do anything

Right?

And you only deserve the best

“ If you do that,

Im breaking up with you

i wont kiss you

If you cut your hair

Leave it long

Your so ugly when u cant hide behind your hair”

I grabbed the scissors

And chopped my hair off

Wore the earrings you hated

Said they made me look dumb

Wore pants and a t shirt

A shirt you hated

Those shoes you said were so ugly

I wore so much makeup

I felt comfortable

“ i didnt approve that outfit.

Why are you wearing that?

You look so ugly.

I dont want people to see us together.”

Then you made up your mind.

In 5 minutes

“ i never kissed you

I never loved you

You were weak

And ugly

And you needed a friend

Thats all I was, a friend

And you forced yourself on me

Pushed me up in a corner

Kissed me so hard

I was scared”

I never did that

All i did

Was be myself

I thought you loved me

You said you loved me

Why dont you love me

What did i do wrong

As you shoved me out of the tree

Ill never forget what you said next

“ happy birthday”

A day that already sucked

You knew how hard i was struggling

But thank you for your gift

Because {name}

You gave me my life back

the first part is really relatable and that hurts. Its beautiful how you portrayed it accurately

Idk why i cant see any poem its just black. Does anyone know why?

@Jefferythebunny319 It is a great poem! Good job, I loved it ❤️

TW: generational trauma, abuse, sewersl!de blood

@nebulacreation

Title: the end of the line

My family tree

Should have a straight line

Drawn in red

Starting at my great grandma

Then through her eldest daughter

Then throught her daughters daughter

And ending at me.

How far back does this trauma run

How long do I make this line

My great grandmother died

Before I could ask her

Did your mom ever hit you

Did she make you feel

Like the world is on your shoulders

Did she make you carry a burden

That would break a grown man.

Did you ever try to get better

What was the one thing you changed

Or are you the start of these issues

That run down my family tree

I don't know

If I should point the blame at her

Or if I should feel bad for her

Be angry at her for what I've been through

Or pity her because she went through the same thing

I want to be the one who breaks the cycle

Who breaks the never ending chain

Of I will get better

My grandma tried to do better

I don't think she ever get physical with my mom

Mental abuse

Still leaves scares

My mom tried to do better

She actually went to therapy

Aftershe got physical

I constantly live in fear

That one day that will be me

That I will make my daughter

Go through this trauma

This endless cycle of abuse

And watch her mother become a monster

It's not all the time

These women seem normal

They seem like they would never do that

Then they snap

They snap and they yell

They snap and they break stuff

They snap and they say things you can't take back.

Did my great grandmother carry this weight

Like the rest of the line has

Or is she the starting point

Did she ever have to keep her sibilings safe

From the monster that lives inside

Or did the monster start with her

Did it grow inside of her

Do I have to blame this women

Whom I love

For all this pain

It doesn't matter where the chain started

Whether it was her, or her mom or her mom's mom

The only thing that matters,

Is will I be the end of the line

Or will I have to uphold my promise

I made when I was 8 years old

And end before it starts

Before I have the chance to hurt anyone.

Will the line end

Because I did better

Or because I've soiled it with my blood

Washing away the line

From anyone's gaze.

TW: ed, abuse

Title : Carson and Krystain

I will never be good enough

I look at myself in the mirror

And I will myself to be beautiful

I will myself to be thinner

I will my stretch marks to go away

I will myself to look like the other girls

The girls you actually loved

I was closer to you

We are related by blood

Yet you left me alone

Wondering why you didn't care

I tried

I learned everything about your favorite things

I pretended I liked football

Pretended I liked because slammed to the ground

Because it made you happy

Which was all I ever wanted

I never asked much of you

Just for your guidance

And for you to love me

Like a big brother should

Yet you cast me away

Said you didn't have time

For my stupid games

My games could have been anything you wanted

Just as long as you spend time with me

You said you were to busy

But not to busy to play dolls with my sister

As you got older

Things got worse

Everything I said was wrong

Everything I liked was dumb

Everything I wore made me fat

Your stupid for not knowing algebra

Even though you are 9

Your dumb for liking my little pony

Even though you are 9

Your ugly for not dressing like a ***

Even thought your 9

I learned to live with it.

Learned to live with your harsh words

Learned that you would never pick me up

When mom knocked me down

I didn't need my big brother

I could be my own big brother

So my brain made one

Everything I wanted you to be

He likes percy jackson, even though you hate it

He will play with me, even when he doesn't want to.

He wipes the tears off my face, when my mom hits me

He holds my hand while I have a panic attack

He's a better brother than you will ever be

He still makes the same dumb jokes

He still thinks I'm dumb

But in a loving brother way

Not a evil villian way.

And this was how it was

For years

I created a relationship with you

Because I no longer needed you

We were happy, we co existed, I thought you cared

Then you left

And you came back

And you changed

You told me I was fat again

Told me I was ugly

Told me the only thing we ever shared

Was stupid

Said youre an adult now

You don't have time for childish activities.

But this time, it wasnt to make me leave you alone

It's because you hated me.

And I tried.

I tried so *** hard

Even though I didn't need you, I wanted your validation

I'm no longer 9 years old

Wanting to play ponies

I'm 14

Wanting my big brother to tell me he loves me

Which he's never said.

So I look in the mirror

And hate myself

Because I am fat

And I am ugly

Maybe you will love me if I loose another 10 lbs.