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Best Poems Written by Brooke Zerbs

Below are the all-time best Brooke Zerbs poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Piece of Me, Part of You

If I never grow up
I won't lose the piece of me
That was once a part of you.

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Love poems

I want to write love poems
About what i feel inside
But every instinct i have
Just tells me to hide

I bleed on paper
I write out my blues
So how can i change
And write happy things too?

I keep the hopeful thoughts locked up
Tucked close to my heart
“Let no person see it,
No word line or part”

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The Girl I Used To Be

I look down now
And I can just barely see
The thin, pale white lines
From the girl I used to be

The girl who’s not so far gone
Not as dead as you think
But instead of watching skin bleed
She now just puts it in ink

As the clock ticked faster
The calendar pages flipped
More and more time passed
And the scars started to slip

You hear that she’s clean
She has been for years
6 months, one year, two?
If only it were that clear.

If only she could say she’s better
And no urge lingers in her head
It’s a part of her now, she won’t escape it
At least, not until she’s dead.

She’ll spend her whole life chasing
That high that she once knew
And because she can’t do it herself
There’s no danger she won’t pursue.

She’d climb the tallest mountains
With little fear of fall
Because if she took a plunder
She’d be at peace, after all.

To her, it doesn’t count
Grabbing lamps and hot glue
Burning isn't cutting 
It’s an accident, too.

She yelps and she complains
Griping about the burn
When really what it feels like
Is a quick, quiet return.

Every now and then
Her skin feels an itch
A jittery, gaping feeling
Longing to be stitched.

She’ll resist it best she can
Deny it till it’s true
But still, she’ll never cease to long
For the feeling she always knew.

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Ripping Me Apart

I’ve realized, lately
I don’t want to be seen,
I live in the darkness
Hide behind a screen.

Whatever virus appeared 
Attached itself to my heart,
It hasn’t left since
And it’s ripping me apart.

Because heaven descended 
And took them from me,
Just as I thought
I was finally free.

Funeral after funeral
They came and they went,
Till all of me was shattered
and battered and spent.

My heart was broken
My hair was dyed,
But I couldn’t go back
So I cried and I cried.

Then they sent me away
With a journal and pen,
But despite all they tried
I was never me again.

And when I tried getting up
Tried crawling from the ash,
A shadow pulled me down
And I fell with a crash.

Time after time
I gave it my all,
But still, they abused it
And hung up the call.

Piece after piece
They ripped me apart, 
Disrupting my healing
Now I’m back to the start.

I’m fearful and damaged
As my grades start to slip,
I’ll sit on the next couch
With silence on my lips.

I’ve never been perfect
And didn’t claim to be,
But the last time was bad
So I wish they could see

I wish they could see
The girl I’ve become,
When I went on without them
Living, but numb.

I’m reeling but healing
One piece at a time,
But I’m still so d*mn scared
Of calling things mine.

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Drowning in your eyes

The appeal of blonde hair never spoke to me until now
I was content with the plain brown
But then your blue gaze snagged onto mine
And now it’s taking all I have not to drown.

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What Hurts The Most

What hurts more than the fact
I didn’t get to say goodbye
Is the fact
They’ll never see what I become.

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Us Again

Oh, I want to go back
To when forever was possible 
When I was still falling asleep on your couch
When our only fears were of monsters in the dark
When we would get so mad at our parents for not letting us have sleepovers

I miss you so much it physically hurts
But I would go through the pain
Over and over
I’d embrace the tears spilling like ink from my pen
If we could just be us again.

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Plain Girl

“Why are you friends with someone like her when you could be friends with popular people?”

Someone like her.
Someone who doesn’t stand out
Not with looks
Not with personality

Plain girl doesn’t talk to boys
She doesn’t wear makeup or buy the right clothes
She spends her free time doing homework or writing poetry

If she's beautiful, it’s the kind nobody sees
At least, they don’t see past her flaws
the way she collapses into herself while in public,
Crossing her arms and hunching her shoulders to be as invisible as possible

They won’t look past the anxiety that extinguishes any confidence
Because plain girl isn’t worth the effort

She’s just there.

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You Chose A Poet

You chose a poet.
So you’ll be loved more than the moon loves the stars
But you’ll also have to handle the darkness
The silence when that cloud descends over her head
The begging for you to stay when you hadn't said anything about leaving

Because her heart has been broken
Over and over
If not by another boy
Then by herself

The high expectations
The imposter syndrome
Because she’s never good enough
She tries and tries and tries
But nobody notices

The blood sweat and tears drip off her face and onto the page
That paper is the only one who knows
So if she opens up to you
Don’t break her even more

Tell her how much you love her
And how you’ll never leave.
Tell her you’re not obligated to stay, but you want to
Tell her she's gorgeous and don’t let her brush it off

Because she’s a poet.
She lives off words
But doesn’t believe what others say.

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Summer Never Lasts

what if what we had was temporary
a momentary glance of happiness
of freedom
of joy 
of reckless youth
a time of love and carelessness

maybe that was where our memory is supposed to stay


maybe it wasn’t meant to continue on into this decade.



Maybe the sun never rose up again after it set that summer.