The dam holding the waters back,
You pray to god that it won't crack.
Crystal clear waters,
Beautiful skys.
The pointless metaphor,
For tears building in your blue eyes.
Why do I choose to waste my time,
On these worthless ryhmes?
No one reads them,
No one really understands them.
It's just something a teenage girl decided to write down.
Something that keeps me a float,
Something that won't let me drown.
Crystal clear waters,
Leak from your eyes.
A serious problem we decide to romanticize.
"Why do you choose to love me? I cut. Look at my scars they're so ugly."
"Baby, you're beautiful no matter what. I'll help you through this I'll stay by your side."
Crystal clear waters run down your cheeks.
I was to shy to make a peep.
But when I write I feel free.
But then again,
No one cares until something begins.
The attention seekers start up.
The wake from their 'Problems'
And walk out the door,
New scratches on their arms.
"I cut myself last night.."
"Why would you do that?"
"Because my mom is so mean. She wouldn't buy me me new makeup."
As the people who hide it,
Watch,
disgusted.
Crystal clear waters,
Make a stream,
As you watch them laugh about what they've done,
You want to scream.
Those people,
The thin, pretty, tall people,
That have everything they want,
They act like everything is so bad,
We see right past their colors.
They make comments for attention.
"I'm so fat!!" Says the 90 pound girl.
"I'm so ugly!!" Says the most popular and beautiful person in school.
They say it to look cool.
Crystal clear waters dry up.
Dam destroyed,
Water gone.
You stand up,
Acting strong.
You pull down your sleeves and walk away.
This is it.
This poem,
This stupid poem.
I try to pass on a message but no one can find it..
But i still choose to waste my time,
On these worthless ryhmes.........
YOU ARE READING
Blowing Away In The Wind.
PoetryAnother poetry book. this may have some non- depressing poems in it. This book can also be triggering to anyone suffering from: self harm, depression, anorexia and bulimia.
