Poems

**Mystery girl** Lovely and unknown, Secret glances through the halls, Silent words spoken **My family** My family comes from a dark closet. Mom is the cracking wooden door striving to keep the deepest secrets of our home locked away. Dad is the flimsy shoe rack attempting to hold everything together; but not knowing when to say that’s enough. Tyler is the worn out shoes that lay thrown away in the back ran completely down by the life of drugs. Joshua is the light bulb guiding the path of his family but still being able to be burnt out. And I,   I am the dirty dusty hanger rod waiting to be repaired. **Unknown** Oh darling, You are so very broken and no one cares to notice. It’s difficult to be alive when you know full well that nobody wants you.
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 * __Metaphor:__**
 * __Ode:__**

You tried and you cried.

Could this really be reality?

Maybe you truly weren’t as tough as I thought you were.

You hid beneath a smile that covered pain You knew there was more to your story called life But you weren’t willing to stay another moment You didn’t kill yourself, depression killed you
 * __Diamante:__**
 * Life and Death**

Life Beautiful, Spiritual Interesting, Exciting, Enlightening Life’s a journey without a destination but death becomes the final destination. Depressing, Devastating, Departing Dark, Unbearable Death

**Past** With these tear stained eyes
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I speak the truth I speak of my true self

with old scars, and new. I have hidden behind this smile

a meaningless smile always placed upon my face There is an answer out there somewhere that I have not found

this is a struggle I fight, a struggle that keeps knocking me back down. I cried out for help, But the lord that I knew of never heard me call out to him

so I gave up on our god. I let his glory show his way out of my heart. At a young age I knew the meaning of hurt, I could tell you the meaning of abuse.

I knew what it felt like to be loved in the wrong way.

I remembered the feeling of being hopeless. With a sharp blade I made myself feel alive

that sharp blade let the pain flow from my lifeless body And for that moment I could finally feel alive

I felt that pain slowly drain from me. I let those tears fall from my eyes for the very first time I let those tears fall from my already beaten face Those tears were real, Those were tears of pain and suffering. I could remember the days that lasted too long The days where his fist met my face The days where he snuck in late at night

and I clearly remember the day I took one too many.