1. Another Long Night
In the night they come and go
Making fun of all I know
Twisting time and thoughts and matter
And tell me I'm the Maddest Hatter
The adolescent years are turbulent and unsettled. Poems by teens can be so dark that it may be painful for others to read. Mood swings are common, relationships with parents, siblings and friends are full of ups and downs. One day they are your BFF and the next they've turned on you. Constant arguing with parents over boundaries and priorities can make parents look back fondly at even the terrible twos. Love and relationships enter teen's lives for the very first time, choices regarding sexuality, promiscuity, and responsibility are all new. Is it any wonder that teen poetry is so intense?
In the night they come and go
Making fun of all I know
Twisting time and thoughts and matter
And tell me I'm the Maddest Hatter
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I try to be the good girl,
The girl who has it all together,
But I'm not.
This poem is so relatable, at least to my life. Those expectations everybody has for us are so much bigger that in trying to achieve them we lose ourselves and then a time comes when we...
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From the very first moment I saw them all,
I knew that this was who I wanted to be.
With my eyes wide open, looking around,
"Does everyone else see what I see?"
So full of deceit,
My life's a contradiction.
One day it's reality,
The next one it's fiction.
Great poem, Storm. To me as an emergency services working and PTSD sufferer, it alludes to the need to care about and support each other and to be grateful for those special people in our...
Along this huge labyrinth
That we call life,
You will face great trials,
Adversity, and strife.
I hear my mom scream,
"Bags, books, your comb, and cream
Scattered on the bed with those jeans.
This is how you keep your room clean?"
I also don't understand why people don't get it that we are just teens. We do things that teens do. Why don't they understand the teenage stage? I mean, they also went through it, but still,...
Just because you don't like what I am,
Just because you don't like what I've become,
Just because you don't like me,
I'm 13 years old and I'm bisexual. My family is Christian and nobody knows but my sister. She's bi also. I wanna tell them, but I don't know how they'll react.
I thought they were wrong,
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
But it's true.
I'm lost without you.
Dry those tears, baby girl
Stop making scars on your wrist
It does not help to starve yourself
You don't change by caking your face
The devil tried to grab a hold of me.
He tried to win the battle, you see,
But that is impossible, for I have God on my side.
He was with me through the times that I lied.
I really like this poem because I have had horrible thoughts, but God was there for me, and He set me free! Praise the Lord! And He told me who I truly am. His beloved child.
Longer days and shorter nights,
Darker shades and brighter lights.
Louder music and wilder friends,
No need for pencils, no need for pens!
At last I'm free from the cage.
No longer am I filled with rage.
I am free from all stress,
It's hard to trust someone who always lied.
It's hard to love someone who made you cry.
It's hard to care when you want to die.
It's hard to believe when you have no pride.
This is LITERALLY the story of my life. Well put!!
We learn from our mistakes,
From the wrong turns we take,
From the fake friends we make,
And from the times we almost break.
All my friends around me are fake...they can notice you if they need you, and they only want you to do their homework...your poem is beautiful. Keep it up.
A piece of colored paper,
with no dialogue or animation,
can strike a drawer's
or writer's utter fascination.
Life is full of regrets. Well lets say I was born to face all these horrible things and make all these mistakes but even today the question is why don't we get caution signs so we can know...
One day you showed up,
With no reason why,
You claimed your victims,
You've made grown men cry.
Cancer is a life changer and heart breaker. It takes someone close to you and kills them. It has made grown men cry because they are sad that their loved one has died. We all try to fight...
Amongst the midnight sky,
I stare at a rose as it dies.
Its pedals are torn and bruised,
Everyone tells me I'm gorgeous
That I have stunning features to die for,
But I must have gone blind,
Because I can't see them anymore.
I feel this so many times. People tell me I'm pretty but I don't believe them. I truly feel like the ugliest girl in my grade. Everyone else is so beautiful and I know that they don't feel...
I don't know why
why this world's so cruel
it's so abusing
We all have seen Earth's glorious mysteries
Who is that man?
Staring back at me
Is he a part of my past?
Or who I am destined to be?
Dude, I understand completely. Sometimes I don't know who I am or who I'm supposed to be.