Her thoughts in words

Tag: despair

  • A penny for your silence?

    “A penny for your Silence, Martha?” My sister asked,One night when we were both alone.“You’re no longer as loud as you usually are and you barely talk at all”I shook my head and pulled on a smile that felt too big for my face,And it felt so fakeThat the edges of my lips began to…

  • College

    I stare at my phone,Eyes heavy with bags they don’t need to carry.I look from note to text book,From jotter to pen,And wonder why I’d been so happy to come to this school. I’m so exhausted that weird things are becoming my lifestyle,Like talking to myself,And considering mixing coffee with fearless.They said this school life…

  • Tired

    Not sure what this poem is going to be about,Because I’m really not sure what exactly is wrong with me.I legit got eight hours of sleep last night.So why am I still tired? Why do I still drag my feet as I walk along the corridors,How can I sleep and sleep and still wake up…

  • The pain inside

    I want to wish it away,But I know it won’t go.I should be happy now right,My happy ending is so close,I got what I wanted,But it just sucks inside.I’m not sure why.But I’m going to try to explain. I’ve been so used to being sad for so long,I’m wondering what it’ll be like to feel…

  • The girl who does nothing

    I’m sitting in my bed just staring at my phone. It’s locked, the screen is dark and I’m just looking at it because I have nothing else to do. Oh, no wait, I actually do have a ton of things I have to do. I just don’t have the energy to do any of them.…

  • Those parts

    Doesn’t life suck,When you want to be everything you’re not.You lie.Telling everyone “I’m fine”“I’m healed”When you know very well you really aren’t.Part of you is tired.Tired of trying,Tired of hoping,Looking for a boost or something to just get you through today.You don’t know if you can do it anymore,But you lie,And you say “I’m fine”…

  • I’m fine

    I’m fine,Or at least I think I am.At least that’s what I say to them, when they ask me how I am.Because there’s no point explaining,No one can really help me,In fact sometimes, they just end up, making things worse. I’ve tried ranting,Talking about my problems,But it’s either no one gets it ,Or they give…

  • Happy phase

    A happy phase I call it,The little interlude between My woes,I’m not in tears having a depressive episode,And I’m not numb from feeling so much. The happy phase is neither here nor there.It doesn’t mean I’ve gotten My happy ending,It’s just that time when my hope burns brighter,Than a newly bought expensive lighter.Everything seems weightless,…

  • The sound of a breaking heart

    I wasn’t in love.No, this isn’t a romantic poem,Entailing details of a lover’s spat.It’s a poem that tells tales,Of lost hope and forgotten dreams.A story of despair,Filled with raw heart break and tears. The sound of a breaking heartIs quiet yet so very loud.The pain paralyses you, rendering you sad and hopeless.You lose the will…

  • Resolve: A short story

    Clementine staggered forward not because she was trying to be difficult but because she had no energy left in her. Physically, her strength had been depleted and she was wondering how she was still conscious. Mentally, she felt even worse. Her resolve had basically been diminished by the jury’s verdict. There was no way out…

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