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Apr 21, 2025 08:43PM

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Everywhere I am, I'm unwanted.
I'm an unwanted emo.
To me, they lie.
I start to cry.
Inside I die.
Everyone is my foe.
Everywhere I go, I'm unwanted.
I'm an unwanted emo.
To me, they lie.
I start to cry.
Inside I die.
Everyone is my foe.
Everywhere I go, I'm unwanted.
Why are people so mean to me.
I try to be nice to others.
But they all end up not caring about how I feel.
I don't understand half of the time.
Except my little brother's
I try to be nice to others.
But they all end up not caring about how I feel.
I don't understand half of the time.
Except my little brother's

The ones you notice
and the ones that unexpectedly prick
you.
Roses are like life.
You get a feel for it
then life jumps at you,
leaving you pricked.
Other times, you acknowledge
the thorns.
You're fine that they're there.
They don't bother you.
As hurtful as roses can be,
they also have a beauty
to them.
Different hues enchanting
my eyes.
Beckoning the sting to dampen.
To me, life is like a rose.
(wrote this last week)
Although these other stories seem dark and scary,
Mine will be quite the contrary,
because though life may give a hard time,
Sometimes, I like to examine what's mine,
I like to take a moment to appreciate
The things I have before it's too late,
because my time will soon be here,
as I have planned for many a year,
So I hope from your fears you all will wean,
because my due date is at seventeen.
Mine will be quite the contrary,
because though life may give a hard time,
Sometimes, I like to examine what's mine,
I like to take a moment to appreciate
The things I have before it's too late,
because my time will soon be here,
as I have planned for many a year,
So I hope from your fears you all will wean,
because my due date is at seventeen.

Mine will be quite the contrary,
because though life may give a hard time,
Sometimes, I like to examine what's mine,
I like to take a moment to ap..."
slay Elijah
oh-
Fiction Hurts
📖❤️💔
I told myself,
“Just one more page.”
But now I’m sobbing,
Full of rage.
A love so pure,
A twist so cruel—
This book has made
My tears its tool.
They’re not real people,
I chant, I lie—
Then clutch the cover
And start to cry.
Fiction Hurts
📖❤️💔
I told myself,
“Just one more page.”
But now I’m sobbing,
Full of rage.
A love so pure,
A twist so cruel—
This book has made
My tears its tool.
They’re not real people,
I chant, I lie—
Then clutch the cover
And start to cry.
Are you afraid of the dark or the night?
Are you afraid of the Day or the light?
Most Are afraid of the Dark;
So if Day was Dark ,
And if Night was Light ,
Then you'd be afraid of the day.
(idk just a fun poem i made not meant ro make since just funn does it make since? lol)
Are you afraid of the Day or the light?
Most Are afraid of the Dark;
So if Day was Dark ,
And if Night was Light ,
Then you'd be afraid of the day.
(idk just a fun poem i made not meant ro make since just funn does it make since? lol)
Because Haikus are GOATED:
Haikus are easy
Sometimes they don't make sense
Tyrannosaurus
Winter gone, spring comes
With march and her lamb in tow
Beware the lion
(Ik that one is a bit late lol)
Btw I wrote ALL of these *Gives self fistbump*
Haikus are easy
Sometimes they don't make sense
Tyrannosaurus
Winter gone, spring comes
With march and her lamb in tow
Beware the lion
(Ik that one is a bit late lol)
Btw I wrote ALL of these *Gives self fistbump*
If only somebody loved you they say well what is love is it when you see a friend is it when someone cares about you or is it how you show others that you care about some one

Blue Moon (10-2-24)
I hear the waves crashing
I hear the cars beeping
I hear people buzzing
And hear people weeping
Raindrops are splashing
The sirens are blaring
People are bashing;
They’re cut or gashing
The Lighting is clanging
The thunder is baning
The storm is singing
Yet my ears are still ringing
You said you’d come home,
On that special blue moon
But what did that really mean to both me and you?
So come home,
I’ve been waiting
I know you're somewhere out there
Save me from all this dispare
They took you from us,
It won't happen again.
That I can promise
From me to you
I expect to see you on this
Extravagant, extraordinary,
Astonishing and Astounding,
Perplexing, shattering,
Incredibly inspiring,
Stupendously stunning,
Sensational, sparkling
Breathtaking, Just like you
Blue Moon
And don’t forget,
I’ll hold your hand,
Like just when you left
The anthem in my heart stays strong and true
You went to fight in a battle
I wish I could too,
I want to come find you
But you’d say stay right where you are
So for you I stayed put.
So when you look at the sky,
Think of me,
And the promise you made,
About OUR special,
Just like you,
forever,
Blue Moon.

What happens to a flower when it is locked away in a dark place?
I can simply say it dies~
very slowly though
It's like how pain can
dig
into our skin
and
leave a scar on
our hearts.
Being trapped into that
dark place isn't
fun.
It once was
beautiful.
Sparkling in the sunlight.
Once it had a glimpse of
life
lt suddenly
.......
started
taring
apart.
The petals falling
like the tears
falling down
your
face.
like the dimming of it's color.
losing it's brightness.
like I said that
place isn't fun.
seeing something slowly
dieing
and seeing someone
drifting away
from
who they once were
it's it's dark
just like that
dark
dark
place
drowning you inside.
nothing left. no brightness. Just darkness.

I occasionally post on a poetry website allpoetry.com and i just read a poem somebody posted on their acc. and gurl preached its called "I too am a human" its a must read if y'all want to create an account and check it out.
https://allpoetry.com/Swiniverse
if the link doesn't work than oof

when the others are
seeking,
i am hiding.
maybe the one
hiding
doesn't even wanna be
found.
just left alone...
to cry
without any disturbance.
Something so simple
as a children's game
can have a whole
other meaning.
when you're seeking for
something,
anything.
others can be pleading
for a
hideout.
away from everyone.
just by themselves.
even if you seek
for awhile
you may not find
what
you're looking for.
you can try your best,
but
you don't always succeed.
hiding
is easier than seeking.
why.. seek when
you can just hide ?
.....
⋆。˚ ✩ E l l i a n a⋆。˚ ✩#WE LOVE QUAKER OATS GUY! wrote: "Are you afraid of the dark or the night?
Are you afraid of the Day or the light?
Most Are afraid of the Dark;
So if Day was Dark ,
GUYS DO U LIKE IT@!!!???
And if Night was Light ,
Then you'd be afraid of the day.
(i..."
Are you afraid of the Day or the light?
Most Are afraid of the Dark;
So if Day was Dark ,
GUYS DO U LIKE IT@!!!???
And if Night was Light ,
Then you'd be afraid of the day.
(i..."