Confusion Teen Poems

I don’t speak, I write.
I don’t bark, I bite.
Though I don't meet your gaze,
You're in my mind all of my days.

Notes I send each night,
Is...

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I hear you screaming at me!
To the one I let you be
Scars of the wound from the past
Has kept you quiet till the last
I let...

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Lost in confusion,
left to strive. 
There is no brightness,
except to thrive.

Ran out of options,
not deciding on one.
Confused on what's next,
questioning life upto its context.

Why is...

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Drowning in my own existence
Hating life 
But the ultimate passion
I had to have
No, I am not the problem
I won’t let you take my breath away
I...

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There's a voice inside my head;
I've tried to shut her,
over and over again.

She speaks my language,
but I don't want to understand
her painful words that make...

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Rain is a lull on choppy afternoons.
Storms are enlightening clarities through fog.
Thunder is the words we say before we go in for the kill.
Lightning is...

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In this beautiful place of worship, the pews are padded but uncomfortable, the sanctuary large, candle lit and cold.

There's a huge glass dome and I...

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Roses are red, 
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, and perhaps so are you
But you admire another 
And I am stuck a bystander
As you grow closer
Silent
Why...

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It was the second morning of “daylight savings time,” and the change was noticeable.

My BF Peter has a doctorate in applied physics, he's an expert,...

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Midterms are over and I killed ‘em (Yes, even physics) - yeah me! I spent the last two weeks like prisoners do, marking off days...

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oh such sweet love I never knew
      that summer weaved in 'forty-two
        ...

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I had a seventh grader tell me, when I was in 5th grade, that things go downhill after 5th grade - that life doesn’t get...

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It’s 6:15pm. Peter, Anna, Sophy and I are studying in the common room of our suite.

“We need to get serious,” Peter whispered, but there was...

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Kelogb 6-7-6

Before time; let us flex, 
Have nice time and enjoy sex. 
Faith is not that  complex.....

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Love is a bit of comedy, so be rough with love.

He arranges her one way and then another, 
in itchy dissatisfaction. She surrenders to the...

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