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Arianna Rice Poem
This is it
The end
I’ve no more friends
And now it all depends.
What will he do now?
There’s nothing else around
For miles and miles not even a sound.
No laughter, no people just air and ground.
We are alone.
I wish I could call,
Never realized how much I would miss it all.
There’s no point.
My soul was sold,
By no choice of my own
This society voted,
Lost in the false promises that were spoken
My heart is torn open.
I can feel it coming,
The air is thicker,
My mind is numbing
The candle lights flicker,
The ground is thrumming.
In anticipation,
For the sudden desolation
As we reach the brink
We are all going extinct.
Copyright © Arianna Rice | Year Posted 2025
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Arianna Rice Poem
I am no poet.
Deep down I know it.
My words do not rhyme,
They don’t make me laugh, or scream, or cry.
I am no poet.
I couldn’t bare if the stains on my soul were known,
Things people never knew were there.
My sadness,
My happiness,
My shame.
I stare at my notes at a loss for words,
None of these thoughts will ever be heard
for I am a coward.
And as I write this now I can only think one thing,
and will share this so everyone knows it.
I Am No Poet.
Copyright © Arianna Rice | Year Posted 2025
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Arianna Rice Poem
It’s so embarrassing.
It’s tearing at me,
I’m tired of it.
It’s exhausting.
The feeling it’s causing,
I hate it.
It makes me hate myself,
I can’t help but stew in self doubt.
I can’t do this,I can’t keep that,
At some point it turns to fact.
It hurts like a slap to my face.
I ache now to embrace invisibility,
I wish I wasn’t this version of me.
I hate vulnerability,
I can’t stand being open anymore,
They ruined it.
I guess I’m not a good fit,
For anything.
I’m an
Embarrassment.
Copyright © Arianna Rice | Year Posted 2025
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Arianna Rice Poem
When I think of you the world turns dark red,
When I hear your name all I can feel is dread.
Although my love is long dead, I can’t help but think ;
I hear your voice and the sky turns dark,
Much as I wish, I simply cannot part;
From you or the space you take up in my heart.
I was used, it was all fake from the start,
But alas I cannot begin again.
The songs for us are tainted
I thought it was fated, but beneath it all we were destined to fall.
And as I lay here in bed, lost in the memories there is only one thought in my head.
You turned my world, Dark Red
Copyright © Arianna Rice | Year Posted 2025
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Arianna Rice Poem
They’re watching I can feel it.
It watches when I sit,
When I speak,
When I breathe.
I catch glimpses in the corner of my eye,
In the dead of night.
Even in the light,
I cannot escape their sight.
It’s haunting,
Its very presence is daunting.
When they’re close I hear static,
My mind goes frantic.
as i panic.
in silence…
For no one can feel it but me.
This entity is in my home,
But I must face it alone.
I wish it would let me be.
But I cannot be angry,
As I prepare to say goodbye
After all, I was never safe from the eye.
Copyright © Arianna Rice | Year Posted 2026
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