No because sometimes reassurances aren't enough, you know?
Sometimes it isn't enough to remind yourself that you are alive despite whatever atrocities you've ever faced.
Sometimes telling yourself that it'll eventually get better, just isn't enough anymore.
Because sometimes bleeding feels better on the inside and it's a safer bet to drown yourself in the ethanol and pike yourself on a wooden cross in the front yard.
Sometimes trying to think positively is the last line of defense between your breathing lungs and your beatless heart, and it's ok to bite your own arms.
Sometimes it's ok to rip chunks of flesh from your own thighs and wallow in self whatever-your-choice-of-mental-poison-is.
Sometimes dying alone is not a big deal, and then sometimes it's the only activity you could ever possibly do to keep yourself from commiting a psycho-schizophrenic fueled genocide, because one overzealous "preacherman" told you that you are unworthy of rest, that one time.
Because every once in a while you need to hang yourself with a silk rope from an overdramatic oak tree, and that's ok.
Because sometimes dramatics are good for the nervous system.
Categories:
overdramatic, anger, dark, gothic, mental
Form: Free verse
Maybe nobody really cares.
Maybe I should never dare
To trust a human with my secrets
That I’m not ready to share.
Maybe I should just give up,
Just smile and wave and just say ‘yup’.
Maybe they'll always let me down.
Maybe they’d just watch me drown.
Maybe I’m just being dark,
Maybe I should just leave it alone.
Maybe I should cool off in a park,
Or maybe they’ll be the ones to shatter my bones.
Maybe, just maybe, I’m paranoid,
Or maybe there’s some truth to this noise.
Maybe I’m being overdramatic,
Or maybe I have it down to a schematic.
Categories:
overdramatic, 8th grade, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Life is a roller coaster
No, no, no. That’s been used
O.K. Life’s hard, then you die
Nope. Heard that one too
Alright. Life’s a series of hairpin turns
A little overdramatic, perhaps
Hmm… Life’s a sucker punch to the gut
Anthony Blinken would sue me…
O.K. Life’s a never-ending series of surprises
Eh… Way overdone, don’t you think
I’ve got it now: At today's prices
Life's a never-ending crisis
Categories:
overdramatic, analogy, confusion, life, proposal,
Form: Free verse
My mind’s been corrupted. Can’t you see
That the biggest joke in there is me?
They say not to worry; they say that I’m fine
But sometimes the only thing that feels genuine
Is the pain and the hurt
That kicks me to the curb.
That laughs me out of the room.
My mind will spell my own doom.
I know I seem overdramatic,
But this isn’t just some animatic.
This is real life
And I’m the one to stick the knife
Of pain and guilt
Into my gut.
Nevermind,
I’m fine.
Categories:
overdramatic, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas
Of raw chemical waste and plastic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Mother Earth is down on her knees
This man made situation is drastic
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas.
In forests they're cutting down the trees
That is affecting everything climatic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Clouds of toxic dust travels on the breeze
That causes many to become asthmatic
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas.
More pandemics are coming with disease
The experts are not being overdramatic
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Mother Earth will either burn or freeze
Seeing our earth dying is quite traumatic.
Pollution is found in our rivers and seas
Toxic pesticides are killing the bees.
Written on 14th April 2021
A MAJOR WORLD PROBLEM Poetry Contest
Sponsored By L. Milton Hankins
Categories:
overdramatic, earth, pollution, river, sea,
Form: Villanelle
I try to explain how I feel
I have poured out my heart
I have answered all your questions
When you would ask what's wrong with me
I would explain as best I could
But when I do something that I have explained before
You told me I was overdramatic
A crybaby
Then tell me I wont get anywhere like this
It's not my fault
It is my brain chemistry
I have explained it as best as I can
But you still don't understand
I have said it over and over
I am starting to think that it's not that you don't understand
It's that you are not listening
Or that you don't believe me
Or you choose to ignore it
And treat it as just being overemotional
Like I can't do anything
Because you tell me if you have such a problem
Then stay home
And cry about it because nobody outside will care
And they may not but I would expect more understanding
From family
From people who know what I have been through
I just want you to understand but I feel that you never will
Categories:
overdramatic, deep, depression, emotions, hurt,
Form: Free verse
Sitting in a corner all alone
No ones listening
No one knows
The pain you feel
Or why you feel it
Not that anyone would believe it
"Your being overdramatic" they say
"Toughen up"
But you can't help
The way you feel
For your pain
Is all to real
So to end the pain
You say goodbye
To the pain in your life
To things that hurt you so
And to the people you will miss
It seems like a dream
One last motion, one last test
And then it's done
You finally did it
You relieved the pain
But you left behind your memories
That will haunt me forever
Categories:
overdramatic, death, satire, teenpain,
Form: I do not know?
Standing ovation
Tired situation
Overbearing aggravation
Complications of
Tired conversations
Multifaceted contemplations
Of overdramatic
Accusations poured
Constantly into dire
Straits of manipulations
Churning round in
My mind, never going
To be defined only
Rhymed over time
Line after line constantly
Being refined only to
Find that back again
They come words always
Being undone over
Again in my head.
Categories:
overdramatic, confusion, life, on writing
Form: I do not know?