Insecurity Poems
It's Alright
by Yoko Fushigina
Close aweary eyes, let down your hair,
Allow your gory arms to rest,
Give free rein to genuine despair,
Open up your damaged chest.
Show me weakness, insecurity, regret.
It's not a sin to have help by your side.
Let my shoulder take your tired head.
It's alright.
- - - - -
Forworn hero, fed up with action,
......
A Mistake in God’s Perfect Creation
by Christine Kuruvilla
The light will fade, darkness will engulf,
And when it's over you will not hear the cries,
Of a child who tried to hide from their words and eyes,
Burrowing himself under a pool of lies
Or the faint whisper of pain that rang in the corridors.
Or the tears that stained the broken walls,
Or the screams that echoed behind his closed door,
Or the blood that dripped on the bathroom floor.
......
Crush on a Roommate
by Prm S
I see him come in, after our dinner with a smirk in his face,
looking at you, as a tool, he will soon abase,
annoyed with his untimely presence, I grin with haste,
while he stares at your chest, even while untying his shoelace,
You hug him in front of me, dreamy and bright,
Showing him to your room, excited for the night
My sunken heart can't deal with this plight,
I probably won't be sleeping as well tonight,
......
Earnest Hesitation
by Prm S
What's wrong? She asked...
and then there was a long silence...
"nothing," he said...
between 20,000 thoughts he was fighting instead,
For he had been waiting for a reply...
for her to say "I love you too"...
but, there she stood unaware...
that her silence has opened up 20,000 insecurities of the man ahead...
......
They know
by Aletheia Tinea
The eyes stare and creep out of the sockets, leap from the skulls. They fall to the floor, slime and goo running down the slouching cheeks from the black void abysses. The eyes still stare. Spring tiny feet, arachnids’ feet. Slowly, disjointedly crawling, slime trails behind them, towards me. All the colours, creeping closer, reaching for me. I run into a corner, close my lids, receding into myself, folding into where everything is dark, and nothing can reach. The shadows trick me into peeking. I look through my hair; one blue eye has reached my foot. Rooted, I want to squish it, but my will freezes and the screams scratch and rip my insides and tear my throat and pull apart my vocal chords but still the little blue eye creeps and crawls and climbs my leg with its furry little spider legs and it reaches my shoulder and whispers
I know
and the slime and goo slide up my cheek and the legs push my eye rolling it back into my head and the little blue eye climbs in the socket looking into my brain seeing everything and hating the ugliness almost as much as i do
It's Alright
by Yoko Fushigina
Close aweary eyes, let down your hair,
Allow your gory arms to rest,
Give free rein to genuine despair,
Open up your damaged chest.
Show me weakness, insecurity, regret.
It's not a sin to have help by your side.
Let my shoulder take your tired head.
It's alright.
- - - - -
Forworn hero, fed up with action,
......
A Mistake in God’s Perfect Creation
by Christine Kuruvilla
The light will fade, darkness will engulf,
And when it's over you will not hear the cries,
Of a child who tried to hide from their words and eyes,
Burrowing himself under a pool of lies
Or the faint whisper of pain that rang in the corridors.
Or the tears that stained the broken walls,
Or the screams that echoed behind his closed door,
Or the blood that dripped on the bathroom floor.
......
Crush on a Roommate
by Prm S
I see him come in, after our dinner with a smirk in his face,
looking at you, as a tool, he will soon abase,
annoyed with his untimely presence, I grin with haste,
while he stares at your chest, even while untying his shoelace,
You hug him in front of me, dreamy and bright,
Showing him to your room, excited for the night
My sunken heart can't deal with this plight,
I probably won't be sleeping as well tonight,
......
Earnest Hesitation
by Prm S
What's wrong? She asked...
and then there was a long silence...
"nothing," he said...
between 20,000 thoughts he was fighting instead,
For he had been waiting for a reply...
for her to say "I love you too"...
but, there she stood unaware...
that her silence has opened up 20,000 insecurities of the man ahead...
......
They know
by Aletheia Tinea
The eyes stare and creep out of the sockets, leap from the skulls. They fall to the floor, slime and goo running down the slouching cheeks from the black void abysses. The eyes still stare. Spring tiny feet, arachnids’ feet. Slowly, disjointedly crawling, slime trails behind them, towards me. All the colours, creeping closer, reaching for me. I run into a corner, close my lids, receding into myself, folding into where everything is dark, and nothing can reach. The shadows trick me into peeking. I look through my hair; one blue eye has reached my foot. Rooted, I want to squish it, but my will freezes and the screams scratch and rip my insides and tear my throat and pull apart my vocal chords but still the little blue eye creeps and crawls and climbs my leg with its furry little spider legs and it reaches my shoulder and whispers
I know
and the slime and goo slide up my cheek and the legs push my eye rolling it back into my head and the little blue eye climbs in the socket looking into my brain seeing everything and hating the ugliness almost as much as i do
