I know you to be so kind,
But why not to yourself.
I know you to be so patient,
But why not with yourself.
I know you give second chances
Saying you'll trust and face the consequences
Rather than doubting and regretting
About what might have been.
I know you to be so helpful
I know you to be so forgiving
But sweet , sweet child when it comes to you,
Why are your feelings so unnerving.
Why do you hate yourself so loudly
When you're someone so sweet
Who wears their heart on their sleeves proudly
And smiles at everyone they meet.
Why do you think you're undeserving
Of love , of kindness and of everything you give
Who said you only deserve pain and agony?
Whoever said that , lied to you.
You're someone who deserves kindness too
And no greater kindness can come from someone other than you.
-scaredofmyvoice
I think I love her
I know it's doomed.
I think I love her
And I don't know what to do.
I think I love her
She makes me feel alive.
I think I love her
It hurts so much I cry.
I know I love her
I know it will not work.
I know I love her
I know I'm going to get more hurt.
I know there's not enough time
I know at this point I'm standing on a thin thin line.
But what do I do when I can't let go
What do I do when all I want is just her close.
I know I love her, I always did
But I'm way too scared of loosing her.
-scaredofmyvoice
I found myself keeping a note of things you like and don't.
I filled it up with every bit of information I knew
As if my mind wasn't already full of you.
I filled it up because I didn't want to forget even a single piece of you.
The fact that you like the moon and that your favorite colour is blue .
The fact that you're scared of spiders and what wish you'd pray would come true.
The fact that when you're happy your eyes sparkle and your cheeks have a baby pink hue.
The fact that you love kids and are good with them too.
After these little facts about you,
I write about things I could give you to make you happy
I write about how I could learn to play your favorite song,
Even though I haven't touched a keyboard in years.
I write about how I could sew you a doll,
Even though I've never once sewed before
Its just that if I could put a smile on your face,
I'd do anything and everything I ever could.
-scaredofmyvoice
Something happened today
Something that made me think.
We went to get food, my friends and I
We went to get food delighted and waiting to buy.
One step closer i get nervous,
Do i really have to eat?
Another step closer,
My heart starts pumping with quickened beats.
We get the food, my friends and I,
One big plate to share amongst us three.
They each grab a spoon and give one to me
They each have a bite and look at me,
Waiting to see if I liked the taste.
Was it always this scary to eat?
Was i always so afraid of their eyes on me?
No, thats not true.
But then whats wrong?
Why can't i eat even though it's what i want?
I stand there awkwardly trying to get a spoonfull
I stand there awkwardly hoping to run away if i could.
In the end I said I didn't want to eat and smiled
In the end , even though I didnt want to I lied.
I thought about it all the way home
And then i thought about it some more.
It makes me sad because I wanted to eat
It makes me mad because I held myself back.
I wanted to be like them when their eyes sparkled at the taste
I wanted to be like them when they ate each bite with no shame on their face.
Im always so ashamed to eat
Even though its a basic need
Im always so ashamed they'd see
And so i hide away behind smiles and a mumbled "Its okay I'm fine"
Something happened today,
Something that made me blink
At the absurdity of my own mind
For making me feel such shame
Over something so small,
Like having a bite.
-scaredofmyvoice
I usually wait till I have atleast a few poems written before I post but this has been on my mind for hours now and I just wanted to let it out.
It's been a rough day guys :<
Help me, I say
Help me Help me help me please
All as I'm holding on to the doorhandle,
No chance for anybody to see me, to hear me
No chance to see the pain I'm in.
Help me someone help me please
I don't know what is wrong, I scream
I'm loosing my mind and I'm so scared
I'm trying so hard why can't you see?
Help me help me help me please
But maybe it is me who draws the line
Maybe it is me who holds the door closed
I scream for help but also refuse to get close
I put my best face out for the world to see
No one can know, no one should notice.
Why I do this I don't know
Maybe I'm scared of being known.
-scaredofmyvoice
People buzz around me memorizing words on paper.
People stress around me telling me they'll check on me later
Because what could possibly be more important than studying for your finals
Surely it's more important, even if you think you're going to fall off the deep end.
They cast glances my way when they see me not studying
They throws words that say, "Hey you'll regret it by morning."
How do I tell them I couldn't care less
When I don't know if I'll be there by then because my mind's a mess.
What's a little losing your mind when in a few hours you've got a statistics test!
-scaredofmyvoice
Grasping ropes that were rotten and on fire
Grasping ropes as I tried to pull myself higher
Away from the water that rises at a speed I can't control
Away from the water that threatens to engulf me cold.
Maybe this is why I sought after ways
To find any sort of control
When I ate, slept and how much pain I felt
For all my bad decisions, my body went through hell.
I'm sick and tired and scared of myself at times
The world gets hazy and I can't breathe well
Someone please, save me from myself.
I'm sick and tired of looking at my arm and only seeing lines.
Filled with guilt and a terrible sense of shame
Filled with fear but I asked for help anyway.
No one's coming I've got to save myself
All I've got is me, in sickness and in health.
So I cradle my heavy heart in my arms
And tell someone I trust, that to myself I bring harm.
"I need help", these words I choked out finally
One big step towards a better rope at the end
I'm slowly making my way towards it,
Are you proud of me yet?
-scaredofmyvoice
I need you to understand this, she says.
I need you to understand that I can't keep repeating myself.
One day I'll snap.
That day might never come
But I still need you to understand this, she says.
I hated myself a little more than before
I didn't even know that was possible.
"You've gone and done it now, you idiot"
"You asked for too much again", the voice in my head mocks.
I'm scared you'll leave me like everyone else.
I'm scared you'll see me the way I see myself.
I need you to understand that this fear has me in a chokehold.
I need you to understand that it's not easy letting go.
So I'm sorry if I apologize one too many times.
I'm sorry if I don't see my own worth.
I'm sorry I don't believe I'm a worthy existence .
I've been told so by too many people I held dear,
That these words in my mind have been forever seared.
-scaredofmyvoice
All this pain is making it hard to breathe
All this pain is slowly killing me.
All this pain I wish that it would stop
All this pain that I know is really just love.
Love, with no place to go.
Love, that wants to scream no.
No I don't want you to leave.
No, infact, I just want you with me.
No I don't want the future to come
No because I know with me you'll be done.
It hurts.
It hurts so much
But if I can stay by your side,
My heart to bear the pain I'd train.
-scaredofmyvoice
I want to write.
Untill my hand can move no more, I want to write.
My mind screams incoherent words and my fingers itch to pen them down
It didn't matter if they were worth a penny or a pound,
As long as I could put these feelings on paper.
But the words in my heart stay locked up
And the paper I long to fill stays untouched
Leaving me with just this one desperate wish
I want to write I want to write.
-scaredofmyvoice
I knew I loved you way more than a friend should
I knew I loved you and I would have stopped if I could.
I knew I loved you when my head went blank when you were too close
I knew I loved you when you hugged me and I thought my heart would explode.
I knew I loved you when I found myself keeping a note of things you like and don't.
I knew I loved you when I realized I wouldn't do things you disliked, I won't.
I knew i Ioved you when I answered your every text in seconds when it took you hours
I knew I loved you when to you I freely spoke about my scars.
I knew I loved you when I found myself getting lost staring at you from afar.
I knew I loved you months ago and I know I denied it too.
I know I love you
And I'm not sure what to do.
It's too hard for me to let go of you.
-scaredofmyvoice
she/they 🏳️🌈 mediocre poetry but hey atleast i try 《Instagram: @scaredofmyvoice》
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