I have spent my life catching the rain, cupping my palms until the muscles ache, waiting for the weight of it to tell me that I am finally here, finally stable. The weight of achievements, grades, and completed to-do lists fills the wide vessel swallowing me whole. But only for a second… only for the weight to be porous once more. Trapped inside my own achievements, I drown in a cup that's empty, banging a hollow beat; each attempt is just another tissue triumph frantically t

Music pounds in my ears, As I shut the screaming out, I wipe away my salty tears, My mind sits still, polluted with heavy doubt. My back slides down the wooden door, I hear a loud, sickening crash, Followed by a scream that rattles my core, My world turns to blackened ash. I call it a mental breakdown, Mom calls it bottled trauma, finally released, But it just makes things harder, And puts absolutely nothing at ease. I wait until dusk passes and everyone is fast asleep, Befor

Giving. but never getting Loving, but never beloved Good, but never enough Pretty, but never beautiful Not fat, but never skinny Spiral of thoughts, Thinking never stops Why do worms like the dark? Why do I feel so numb? Panick attacks Trembling Nausea Thoughts eating me alive Can't sleep Brain doesn't turn off "You're not good enough" "You deserved it" Thinking never stops Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem. It's about overthing e

Woe is me the last born never cradled,a child yet denied the right to feel. My emotions treated as too heavy for my age.My voice silenced and mislabeled as disrespect. My pain carried alone quitely like hidden scars. My mirror of mistakes held up to my face again in again as if the past where a chain I must drug to every tomorrow. Woe is me, the Unseen one told my sorrow is too young to exist as if age were a shield Dark keeps my heart from breaking and falling apart.But I s

Healing isn't loud It doesn't come dressed in gold and glitter It comes like rain on cracked earth soft, steady and patient I started peeling off the layers they wrapped me in the layers that whispered "You're too dark. Too coarse. Too loud" I started speaking to myself like a mother speaks to her newborn. Gently. I started touching my hair and not apologizing for its wildness. I started looking at my name and saying it like a prayer Agum. Lucky. Savior. You see, healing is n

She is clear blue water Blessed and carefree I am a muddy puddle, no one stops to look at me No bird dares to stop and drink from little dirty me To be as clear , as pure as her would be a blessing to me Yet here I sit Little old muddy me. Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem. The idea of this poem is the constant comparison so many of us have towards others in our life. I struggle with it and so do many others. "Oh she's prettier" "

If I had a scar for every tear I’ve shed, every night spent alone, in the dark, just waiting to be called home— if my skin could show the cuts that weren’t healed, the sticky, ragged wounds that bled, through my fingers without a single embrace to slow their fall. A winding web of blood and pain, etched like chalk into a windowpane— but you couldn’t see it. You can’t see it. My wounds are torn inside— I’ve been turned inside-out, never strong enough to set my insides

I whisper secrets to the plushies on my bed, their stitched smiles cradle every hush, holding my confessions, inside their cotton dreams. My mind turns into a restless playground, swaying in my sleep, unraveling into stray threads, weaving labyrinths behind my eyes. Receipts and torn notes haunt my pockets, soft reminders in my worn down seams, I fold them into paper cranes, that only flutter faintly — but can never truly fly. Bookmarks decay into vows abandoned, my purpose f

Im ripped apart discarded I look sewn together in the day but if they saw Me in the dark they would scream at my torn threads falling apart at the seams my thread bleeds red My Shattered porcelain Skull Screams inside It screams all my fears It screams all my pain And it burns with all the tears That can't be shed I sit calmly like i'm dead My puppet strings want to be cut, To get others to stop being able to control me with just a move of the hand The thought of feeling more

I feel so alone, a painful undertow. I just wanna know, how it feels to glow. To truly be known, when you're all alone. Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem. The main idea of my poem "The ache of my Aloneness" is feeling like you have nobody there for you to guide you. The meaning of my poem is a deep feeling of loneliness. The lines "I just wanna know, how it feels to glow", is a meaning that you want to have someone or that your je

A million thoughts race through my head And all I want to do is cry in my bed I hope to die, but can’t really explain why I’m in a constant state of pain And how I want to see that bloodstain Fuck this and fuck that Wanna be Better but I fall flat Disappointing everyone They won’t say it but I can tell They walk around like im a bombshell Waiting for the explosion Or maybe the implosion Just keep going - is what I used to tell myself It’s what you have to say when lying to yo

TW: Self Harm Rust coloured stains against my white sheets, i’ve done it again, In my nighttime despair They tear and split, Gaping open Dried pangs of anguish, To which i marked each one. They dance down my thighs Diverse and expansive, Engraved Ornaments of my success. The scars promptly fade Leaving me with nothing, But this empty feeling, and a strange pomegranate paste. Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem. I think it's probably

The ocean stands before me, dark and still If I stare long enough, the ink may transfer. Millions of lines like the bark of a tree next to the morning sky Two separate worlds, yet fit together. I look up, a terrestrial gradient to see How the paint blends from teal to cobalt blue The death of night and the new life of day Strangely soothes me. I want to stay here Lost and flowing with the calm waves. I don’t care if I die, as its a golden feel, That I can forget everything fo

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