1. Demons Of Darkness
She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
Published: October 2019
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She stood on the bridge
In silence and fear,
For the demons of darkness
Had driven her here.
This is such an inspiring poem. I am a seventh grader with depression and it is because of my loving boyfriend that I am still alive. Please, anyone who is depressed, know that there is...
Here on my arm lies a mark that I made.
When I was so low, I cut with a blade
To punish my body for being a mess,
Though here is my testament, I must confess...
Hi, thanks for sharing your story. It means a lot for you to share! I have self-harmed 5 times trying to relieve the pain that I was feeling every day between me being bullied and going...
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Analysis of Form and Technique
I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled,
To hide my feelings behind a lie.
I know you don't know me, but I want you to know I care about you and what you are going through. I know how bad bullying can be, and I also know how dear a Gran can be. Mine won't be with us...
They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the heat, I started to bubble.
Watching the others, I knew I was in trouble.
I love this poem so much, I love to bake!! This poem is my top favorite to read and laugh for. Thank you so much for this wonderful and delicious poem. Hahaha.
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You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
You made me realize that no matter what I do,
My life will always revolve around you.
The elements of nature are beautifully used to express the feelings of the poet.
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
I totally understand you. I am always putting up masks so no one really knows how I really feel or what I'm really dealing with. And it's dragging me down, and it's like I'm being pulled down...
It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.
To feel like no one's there during all my pain.
I know that my post is late, but I hope--by some miracle--you will discover it. I am much older than you, and I, too, have experienced a life that is void of human companionship. It is my...
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