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yesh friend our poem ๐Ÿฅบ
mmm idk you can pick! as long as its happy (consider i can write happy stuff for shit-)
thats great!
Woah "friend" ๐Ÿฅบ
happy I don't know if me of all persons can write anything happy but I'll try
and scratch the part where I said I was good at writing poems I'm not good at anything
 

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yup consider there all abt me in a way
except "what is love?" thats...nvm
I like how you put your personal experiences and feelings into your poems, it makes them more real in a way
It was probably really hard during that experience..
 

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I want an apology.

I want an apology for all the times

you got mad at me for something i didn't do.

Or something that wasnโ€™t EVEN a big deal.

I want an apology.


I want a apology

I want an apology for creating

my abandonment issues.

For leaving us-



I want an APOLOGY

I want an apology for not

only making me feel not safe,

but for making me not trust adults.

For making me think none

of them care. That they only want money.


I want an apology.

I want an apology for being

the reason why I have trust issues.

For being the reason why I act the way I do.

For being the reason why I have anxiety,

For being the reason why my depression

is tearing me apart bit by bit.


I want an apology for all the

pain and suffering you put me through.

For what you put Dad through.

You left him alone with three kids to take care of

Yet you think you can waltz back into

our lives like nothingโ€™s wrong?!?!



You think that when you come back into our lives,

that we would forgive and forget?


I have been told over and over

and over again that I should forgive you.

Thing is, why should I?

Everything is just a Game to you.


And I'm sick of it.

And I'm sick and tired of

expecting an apology from you.

The only time you said โ€œSorryโ€

was when i'm finally told you how I felt.


Yet you went and did the same thing.

The same Lecture if i donโ€™t do

something or do something you don't like.

The same threat about you hitting me.

The. Same. Old. You.


I'm tired,

I'm tired of expecting an apology from you

I'm tired of thinking you will change.

I'm tired of you favoring my brothers

yet you treat me like you didnโ€™t want me.


I want an apology,

I want an ACTUAL apology-

But i know that,

Not matter what

Your big ego wonโ€™t let you admit

That what you did not only broke our relationship,

But put it in a state that it cant be repaired.
 

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I hovered over a traumatized who,

Whose Christmas spirit was shattered by lifeless bodies all around

All they ever wanted was to share the joy of Christmas

Now the only thing they will share is the same death as all the other Whos.


โ€œWhy? Why are you doing this?โ€

โ€œSimple. If I can't enjoy Christmas then why should you?โ€

The whole town was quiet, no people were running around yelling โ€œIt's almost christmas!โ€

The only thing she can hear is the sound of the snow crunching beneath her feet, and the sound of despair.


I was never this violent

Never this hateful toward Christmas

let alone Kids.

Before all of this,

I was the sweetest kid,

you would ever meet.


But with all the,

Beating,

Bullying,

Shouting,

Neglecting,

And Christmas being the big day where my parents go all out on beating me,

You could understand why I hate Christmas, right?


It's not like I wanted this!

I just hate the fact that everyone can enjoy Christmas but me.

The smell of peppermint in the air. The warm, creamy richness of hot chocolate.

People gather around the crackling,warm, sizzling fire.

One that people feel safe around.


Not for me.

Every Day.

Every Christmas,

All I ever gotten was

Beat

Whipped

Smacked

Punched

Everything that Isnโ€™t love.


All she ever wanted was to enjoy Christmas with her family,

So why was she surrounded by bloody snow, her body being numbed to the cold?


โ€œAnd now you will feel the pain that I felt every Christmasโ€

As if there was a signal the grinch began torturing the innocent Who.

Her blood curdling screams could be heard throughout the wind


And now she joined her family in the bloody snow that became their graves

Her head on top of the Christmas tree with a light stand sticking on top of her head saying in bright lights,


โ€œMERRY CHRISTMAS!โ€
 

Tracy

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@Tracy i made some new poemssssss bestieee
Heyyy nice, sorry I haven't read some in a while and I'm not really active on here these days
I'll read some when I can
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Tracy

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Every poem should have a connection to it.

There should be one thing we feel connected to,

Something that made us who we are today.


A toy we loved so desperately as a kid..

A person in a tv show who we wanted to be..

A book we never got tired of readingโ€ฆ

A friend we went through thick and thin with..

Clothes we loved to wear when we were younger..

Music we feel connected to not -

because of the beat, but because of the lyrics..

A picture we suddenly felt drawn to..

A puzzle with the right pieces can become something beautiful.


Thereโ€™s something in society

we all feel connected to.

Whether it's a place,

a person..

a thing..

doesnโ€™t matter-

We walk around the surface

feeling connected to the things that give us meaning.




An old man or old women feeling connected to their pets,

Kids feeling connected to their friends from long ago,

Or adults feeling connected to their lover or family.




When you write a story, poem, or a song-

The lyric you write is like a story spilled on the paper.

A story you want people to see and read.

A story that everyone is a part of.

A story that everyone is connected to.
Beautiful, I like this
 

Tracy

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โ€œWhy did I have to have you?! HUH!โ€ My mom said as she's hitting me with a bat not caring if I bleed out or cried out in pain.

โ€œM-mom i-it hurts!โ€ I cried out in pain wanting her to stop but that only made things worse. Of course, if I cry, beg, or let out a scream loud enough for people outside to hear she will beat me to the point I can't get up and lock me up in the basement when you can't see anything.

โ€œSHUT UP YOU F*CKING YOU DISGRACE! I HOPE YOU DISAPPEAR!โ€ With each swing, I can feel her hatred for me as she keeps hitting me with full force, never stopping. Each hit left a sting on my body leaving a dark, ugly, bruising mark on me. At the rate she was hitting my limp body you would think she was trying to kill me.




โ€œAHH! Iโ€™M SORRY!โ€ I woke up in a cold sweat. Sweat dripped down my face, shaking like someone is trying to wake me up from my sleep paralysis. I sit up to look around my surroundings.

โ€˜Where- oh I'm at my aunt's house.โ€™ I get up from my bed and waddle into my bathroom to splash some cold water on my face, hoping it would wake me up.

โ€œ I have school tomorrowโ€ฆ.I guess I should go back to bed.โ€ I looked up from the sink and flinched at the sight I saw, โ€œC-Come down it...it's just in my head. They're not realโ€ I drag my feet back to my bed, not happy that I have to go to school the next day. I lay in my bed slowly drifting back to sleep not mentally preparing for what's going to happen tomorrow.


BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEP.

โ€œGod shut up!โ€ I said as a hand peeks out from the covers to toss the alarm clock to the other side of the room.

โ€œHey Alex, it's time to get up sweetie.โ€ My auntie says when she gently knocks on the door waiting for my answer. I groaned as an answer and when she heard that she went downstairs to fix breakfast. You can hear her footsteps slowly fading away, hearing the creaks of the stairs as she gets farther and farther from my room.


โ€˜Time to get ready.โ€™ I said to myself when I force myself to get up and take a hot shower that a normal person would burn their skin if it was sensitive to the heat, when they take a hot shower it makes their skin red like they had stayed out in the sun too long, then put on what you would call โ€œemoโ€ clothes on then I brush my teeth like my life depended on it.

โ€œI dOnโ€™T uNdErStAnD wHy YoU bRuSh YoUr TeEtH ThAt HaRd.โ€ I said, mocking what Mark said yesterday when I told them what I did this morning.

โ€˜Idiotsโ€™ I sat on the rails that are connected to the wall that people use to walk down the stairs and slide my way down and hop off the rails.


Iโ€™m not a fan of talking to family members so when I come down stairs I grab a piece of toast and head out the door.

โ€œIโ€™m heading out.โ€ I told my aunt without making eye contact, but knowing her sheโ€™ll probably try to convince me to eat breakfast.

โ€œBut Alex I made break-โ€ I cut her off because 1, I don't want to be late to go to our spot, and 2, I DON'T want to do this now. My parents kinda ruin eating for me, always saying โ€˜You should stop eating youโ€™re going to get fat.โ€™ โ€˜your such a fata**โ€™

โ€œLook Auntie, thanks for making breakfast but I don't want any.โ€ And with that I headed out the door, grabbing my stuff for school and sprinted out the door to our meet up spot.


Mark turned around when he heard a pair of feet sprinting toward them โ€œWow look who decided to show up.โ€

โ€œS..shut up mark i ran down here.โ€ I breathlessly said as I bent over my knees trying to regain my breath once again.

โ€œHey baeโ€ Marco said as he got up from sitting underneath a tree, proceeded to make his way toward me and gave me a kiss.

โ€œHey love. Is everyone here?โ€ I said, not really ready to go to class but then again i don't really have a choice. When everyone nodded in agreement we made our way inside the school and sat in the cafeteria until the bell rang, signaling us to our different classes.

When me and my friends split up going to our different classes I went by Mr. Nick's Office and knocked on his door.

โ€œUm- Mr. Nick, are you here?โ€ I ask nervously, still not used to talking to an adult, let alone an adult who is paid to help or โ€˜pretend to help or careโ€™.

โ€œYes im here you can come in.โ€

When I heard that I opened the door and closed it behind me, I walked up to a bean bag chair and sat down.

โ€œNow what can I do for you Alex?โ€ He said, as he finished typing up what he was doing and faced me. You would think that a therapist's room smelled like old people or had an old vintage smell, but no, his room smelled like coffee with a hint of Cinnamon. Hey, I'm not complaining.


โ€œHey Mr. Nick.โ€ I said sighing because I REALLY didn't want to be here, but I didnโ€™t have a choice did I? I donโ€™t know why, but heโ€™s the only ADULT that I feel comfortable with and feel like he actually cares about me. Well, besides my friends and boyfriend of course, but my parents made it hard for me to trust anyone let alone an adult.

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong Alex? Is it that nightmare again?..โ€ He asked, not looking up from getting the bowl of candy and stuffed animals from his drawer.

I nodded as I went to grab a handful of candy in one hand and grabbed the stuffed Bear in the other. The reason why I have stuffed animals is because I start shaking and fidgeting when I'm venting and eating sweets to calm me down. I guessed he noticed because the next day I came by he had two stuffed animals on his desk and a bowl of my favorite candies. He did say I can't have a lot of candy, so I just take a handful and the bear plushie.


โ€œWas it the same one or a different one?โ€ He asked, writing notes in his notebook. He sometimes lets me write or draw in the back of his notebook if I am in the mood. Heโ€™s like a father figure to me, better than my actual โ€œfatherโ€, If you can call him a fatherโ€ฆ..


โ€œNo...It was the time I accidentally broke the vase and mom got mad. You can feel her rage throughout the house. She usually uses a belt, a stick, or something that with enough force can leave a mark...Instead, this time she uses a bat. Not just a regular baseball bat, but a metal bat and the way she was hitting me, anyone could feel how she wanted to slaughter me right there on the spot and in this situation, she did. โ€ I said, gripping the stuff bear like my life as of right now was in danger. And Mr. Nick just stayed silent. Not breathing a single word, the whole room just filled with my voice bouncing off the walls repeatedly.

โ€œ ...she kept hitting over and over and over and over until she could see I wasn't moving. I wasn't dead though I was close to dying, and just as she was about to land the final blow, I woke upโ€ฆ. Only to find out it was all in my head.โ€ I didnโ€™t have to look up to feel the worry from him.


Since I was supposed to be in the first period we talked for an hour until it was time for me to my second block. Math.

I get up from the bean bag,ay bye to Mr. Nick and leave his office.I head to my second class which is math. I walked into the classroom and sat down in my seat playing my music until the teacher came in and started teaching.

It's only been 10 minutes and here I am, already bored out of my mind.

โ€˜Of course I would be bored in math. Math is like the most boringest class everโ€™ I thought to myself for saying something stupid. I mean at least I got a good grade in this class, even though I rarely pay attention in it.

Weโ€™re in class for 90 minutes, so as of right now we have the rest of the class to do whatever as long as weโ€™re quiet. Of course, I decided to go to sleep til the third period and that's how my day went. Went to class. Did work or assignments. Get done early. Get bored. Sleep until it's time to go home.

i am SO SORRY its long
This feels like a story and I'm feeling all the emotions in it
Alex is a sweet heart and needs to be loved the right way, I hate the parents
 
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