Poetry A Jays Whispered Song

jaylen

Gamer Girl
Over the years I've written quite a bit of poetry. The first ones you see will be older ones and they'll work themselves up to newer ones. I hope you enjoy my words. Thank you.
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Pain
Please stop the pain
Everyday I die
It hurts me so bad
All I want to do is cry.
I cut and bleed, feeling relieved
But it lasts for merely a minute.
I laugh when they ask
If I'm doing alright
Always hiding behind my mask.
I won't let it show,
The feeling inside,
Because then they'll know
That I've always lied.
I'm afraid to show
How I truly feel
Because I know
That they'll call me a joke.
They'll make up a reason
Instead of listening
Because they refuse to accept
That they are the problem.
I want it to stop
The pain that's inside
Because every day I cry.
! Trigger warning !
depression & self harm
 
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Dread
With each new step
I feel dread.

With every new face
I want to puke.
This place sickens me,
I hate it so much.
Drama, rules, assholes
This place holds it all
Plus more.
Every morning I awake
Dreading this brand new day
I question why I wake
When I know what awaits.
With each new step
I feel dread.
With every new face
I want to puke
Because I know
What awaits.
! Trigger warning !
depressing [?]
 
Sky
I look up
And see the blue
Welcoming and kind.
I see some white
And make out shapes.
I remember my summers,
Then I slip into sleep.
I wake up
And see the white
Mysterious and mythical.
I see little blue,
Just poking through.
I remember my springs,
Then I slip into sleep.
I wake up
And see the gray
Eerie and strange.
There is only gray darkness.
I recall my winters,
Then I slip into sleep.
I wake up
And see the blue
Warning and distant.
I see the gray
And remember my autumns.
Then I slip into sleep.
When I awake all is white
And I remember
The day I had died.
! Trigger warning !
none
 
Mask
I smile and I laugh
Hiding behind a mask.
I lie to their faces
When I call them a friend,
In truth, they don't matter to me,
They just keep me company,
So I can hide that I'm lonely.
Behind my mask is a girl
So lost and unsure
Always questioning herself
And asking "what for?".
She hates who she is
And cuts scars into herself
But lies and say "I'm fine".
She wants to go back,
Undo the mistakes
But she knows she can't.
That girl is me, the one nobody sees.
Who cries out in the night
For no one to hear her pleas.
So she sits and she cries,
Scars cut into her thighs,
And slowly feels herself die.
! Trigger warning !
self harm
 

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