Life Poems
+30Beyond the hurt
Beyond the pain
Beyond the lonely days of rain
Beyond the struggle to stay sane.
Beyond the feelings I feel for you
Beyond the dreaming of just us two
Beyond the tears
Beyond the years
Beyond the hidden worries and fears
Beyond the night sky
Beyond my will to try
You would unknowingly
Drive me to die.
Beyond the sea
That flows, so blue
Beyond the picture
I stare at you.
Beyond the secrets
Kept tucked away
Beyond the yerning
For that single day
Beyond being scared of rejection
Beyond the crave for effection
Beyond the me
Beyond the you
Beyond the life
That’s almost through.
Beyond the pull of a trigger
Beyond thoughts of you that make me sicker
Beyond the cold ground
I would no longer shiver.
Beyond the night
Beyond the grave
Beyond the hopeless trades I’ve made
Beyond the thought
The thought that you
Would one day seem
To love me too.
So here I float
Above an beyond
A heartbroken ghost
Waiting for your life to be gone.
So maybe then
The day would come
When our souls would connect
And we become one.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+36 I paint a smile upon my face,
and you’ll never know it’s fake.
With this smile, the pain goes away,
and I can pretend everything’s okay.
I laugh out loud with confidence,
when, in fact, I’m afraid,
to show the truth of what’s beneath
this smile made of paint.
This show that I put on,
is so precise and rehearsed.
You’d never know that earlier,
I was overflowing with hurt.
But by myself, in my room,
with no more paint left on,
I’m no longer that fake person,
and the real me comes along.
I stare into the mirror,
as what’s inside becomes illuminated.
Someone so depressed and confused,
would never be accepted.
And so it’s time to once again,
paint a smile upon my face.
Because around the world it’s always on;
And you’ll never know it’s fake.
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+29Look at the girl with the cuts and the scars
Look at the girl with the broken heart
Look at the girl who still feels alone
Look at the girl whose spirit is gone
Look at the girl and count the mistakes she has made
Look at the girl as she holds up her blade
Look at the girl falling into the night
Look at the girl with an ongoing fight
Look at the girl who has nobody else
Look at the girl who is all by herself
Look at the girl who is fading away
Look at the girl wishing to be saved
Look at the girl who wears a disguise
Look at the girl who hides the pain in her eyes
Look at the girl who has lost herself
Look at the girl whose blood is her wealth
Look at the girl with no rights, only wrongs
Look at the girl who was lied to and used
Look at the girl whose heart slowly broke
Look at the girl who by midnight cries
Look at the girl and the hurt that she hides
Look at the girl spill blackened tears
Look at the girl cut away all her fears
Look at the girl who is losing her grip
Look at the girl and from life she will slip
Look at the girl whose mind has been haunted
Look at the girl whose actions were taunted
Look at the girl whose name is forgotten
Look at the girl, see how far she has gotten
Look at the girl but don’t acknowledge her strength
Look at the girl, see how far she has sank
Look at the girl who’s slowly turned cold
Look at the girl whose past is untold
Look at the girl whose mind is a mess
Look at the girl whose life is a wreck
Look at the girl whose wounds are still bleeding
Look at the girl whose misery is creeping
Look at the girl whose wrists are stained red
Look at the girl who wants to be dead
Look at the girl as she pictures her death
Look at the girl as she plans her last breath
Look at the girl whose pulse will soon end
Look at the girl whose soul cannot mend
Look at the girl who has inside died
Look at the girl who the world could not see
Look at the girl, oh dear, is that girl me???
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+3standing on this edge
your fate lies below
jump or not to jump
your decisions follow
Your life is spiraling downward
but your choices could falter tonight
so if your gonna do it
jump and end your life.
This Is Your Last Chance
I’m counting to three
you can’t jump or you can stay
what’s it gonna be?
Baby come down
don’t make me cry
lets talk it out
you don’t have to die
your making a mistake
Dammit look at me!
look me in the eye’s
what do you see?
You see the deceit and the pain
that I caused for you
but I’m down here begging
I don’t want us to be through
This is Your Last Chance
to come down, to be mine once more
but once you jump
we WONT be anymore…
But if you jump
You’ll Never know
That The truth is
That I love You so..
Last Chance…
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+12 Fear written in her arms in the form of scars over each blue vein
A cry out into the dark as the last sliver of hope drips the drain
What was once something so small, only a simple game,
Now fills each breath she takes with fear, with sorrow, with shame
Long sleeve shirts and jackets cover her pale skin
She should have known not to play a game that she could not win
She was the girl who held so much, she was the girl who had it all
And now we all watch as her dreams began to break, and she begins to fall
Maybe if this was a day, not to long ago,
Someone would be there to catch her, to end her little show
But now she has no friends; she has no alibis
Now she sits alone when she is scared or when she lies down and cries
She tries to drown out the sound of each and every day
She tries to make herself believe that things might be okay
She is drowning in a sea of pain, and no one is there to save her
This little girl, so caught up in lies, just may be gone forever
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+14 When does anger, devourer souls…
When does love no longer know…
Which direction my heart is in…
Only that it’s somewhere…
Beneath my skin…
I want to break you…
Does that make me a monster???
I want to hate you…
It’s what I’m after…
I want to hear your screams…
like I heard mine…
I want to stop hearing…
That you’re doing fine…
Split to pieces…
Rip to shreds…
I want you out…
I want you dead…
Feel my pain that’s tainted me…
Remember all my forgotten pleas…
Maybe the answer is I’m pained…
See these horns that I have gained…
Help from you was needed of course…
You’ve made me like this…
Do you feel the remorse?
This poem was written/submitted by lisha len.
+16 She hangs her head in disgust and shame.
Who is she? What is her name?
She might stand straight and might stand tall.
But in her mind she feels so small.
She takes one step forward but three steps back.
Trying to block the next mental attack.
In her mind, she slowly breaks.
A broken record of her mistakes.
Her knees grow weak, she then stumbles.
Suddenly the world around her crumbles.
She tries to block the thoughts in her mind.
But they have a hold, they start to bind.
They start to squeeze and pull tight.
She feels the pain and feels the bite.
She presses her hands to her head.
To her horror, her wrists are stained red.
She watches the blood slide slowly down.
Wishing, in the blood, her pain will drown.
The thoughts have control, they have her bound.
She wishes that salvation could be found.
She starts to scream and starts to shout.
Her mind is starting to fill with doubt.
Who is she? She can’t remember.
Even though it hurts, she draws a breath.
Through her agony, she screams for death.
Her heart beats but it starts to slow.
Devilish thoughts then start to grow.
One last scream as they take control.
She has no heart, mind or soul.
Here one moment and gone the next
Her last breath will kiss the dawn.
She lays her head down and sighs real deep.
Forever to lay there in her sleep.
This poem was written/submitted by Michael Dumeir/ lisha len.
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