Sad Poems

There’s a rope wrapped and tied tight, right around my heart, holding me back It is tethered to a rock buried deep in the ground, unable to move I fight against it because all the things I want are outside of its reach But deep down, I know that the rope will win and that the struggle is no use So I stay where I am so that it doesn't hurt, but it's slowly tugging back. Pulling me further away from you and everyone that could have ever been someone.

I want to wrap my car around a tree, or get stung in the neck by a bee, or fall off a cliff fifty feet. I want to die, But I want it to happen accidentally. I want to be laid down in a padded box where no one can see if I am wearing socks. I want to be dressed up in a pretty white dress where someone has closed my eyes. But please dear God, Don't let me be the reason for my demise. I want to be dead. But I am afraid to die. -B.H.

he was a meteor burning hard against atmosphere his orbit decayed planetary gravity well descent memories trailing away personality ablation mesospheric vaporization sonic boom heartbeats soul flare sol mimicry momentary hypersonic arc of light one last middle finger salute to the endless void night

we went to war for all the right reasons so we were told when the war ended what changed? a brother died a sister died parents died children died uncles died aunts died grandparents died broken minds survived cities and forests burned the land remained a border changed a very few got very rich and restarted the clock again

There are stories I've told myself long enough to be real felt them in my bones and know them to be yours as they cling to each other likie a man and a woman who have years of stories that need to continue and for reasons of death like passing moonlight on old shoes must be told as steps in the dark on the way to the bathroom real and ok because the love is in the bed sleeping and you could again fill the indented space he left with the memory of his stomach and large chest against your back and his breathings loud enough to be yours Marcelene I mosca

Lost myself , my blouse , my computer mouse and everything i wanted to see in my house ..

they said they were helping. and in there eyes they were. but they were stripping me from my life. they took away my life. saying they were here for me. but they just wanted me to look perfect. I was there broken bell jar. but sometimes you can't always fix them. you have to let them be.

rage is the salve of a wounded culture .50 caliber Hallmark card from a distance pink mist explosion mr DU Tungsten introduced for a split second to the mote in god’s eye. pulse noise blood rushes shotgun shell heartbeat safety’s off baby i’m going out swinging 30 sweet .223 singing these bees are gonna buzz buzz buzz everyone’ll remember this i don't aim to miss

The walls were built with whispered words, “I love you” but every corner turned To dark, and every sky was bruised, not blue. I walked on shards of shattered glass, To keep your fragile peace intact, I gave away my own reflection, and lost myself within The act. You fed me drops of poisoned rain. And told me it was water pure, You broke the anchor of my mind, then swore you alone could cure. The heavy Air, the endless blame, the shifting lines of wrong and right. I shrunk To fit inside your palm, and let you eclipse all my light. But Something stirred beneath the ash, a quiet spark you couldn’t Drown, I realized the pedestal was just a cage you called a crown. I saw the strings attached to me, I felt the weight of all the lies, And for the first time in the dark, I opened my eyes. It wasn’t Loud, the day i left,

She's the hidden girl. The girl you sit with but never make eye contact with. The girl who's parent's think is doing fine, but as they fade away and ignore her. As she shows obvious signs of her in harm, and needing help. The girl who had something special that she loved, but somebody very close to her shattered it. The girl who drowns in her own thoughts wishing to be seen and heard. She plans to grow wings and fly away from all of humanity. I am The Hidden Girl