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Andrea Storrier Poem
His cold dark hands grip around my heart
Squeezing and squeezing, pulling me apart
I spend every passing day in this cruel hell
No longer a girl, just an empty shell.
The whispers follow me everywhere I go
Talking about things they don't even know
The legends, the rumors, none of them are true
Yet they seem to be real to only but a few.
He takes their words and strikes me with them
Treating me like im a broken, worthless gem
He locks me in my mind and throws away the key
Never again will I ever be free
His sick, twisted grin lights up in the dark
As this broken soul looses her spark
So well done Anxiety, take a bow
You have broken this girl
Nobody can save her now.
Copyright © Andrea Storrier | Year Posted 2017
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Disappointment, I should be used to it by now
It breaks me every time, but I don't know how
I know they mean nothing, the promises you make
Promise that you'll keep them but they are destined to break.
I have built up a wall so high to cover up the pain
Yet you manage to get over it again and again
You make me believe once more that what you say is true
But you always cancel plans and you never come through.
I know I shouldn't get my hopes up that you might just change
But I keep hoping and hoping until it drives me completely deranged
So next time you make a promise that you intend not to keep
Don't bother making it, they are worthless, less than cheap.
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As the trees start swirling and twirling in the air
I start seeing things that aren't really there
As I stumble and fall, the ground begins to melt,
I begin to fall, nobody hearing my pleading cries for help.
I wake up with a start, tears brimming in my eyes
And still in my mind I hear the haunting cries
As a tall man in black is standing over there,
Grinning with delight at the fear I have to bare
Knowing that he has just delivered the worst gift of all,
A gift that makes the bravest of adults fall
Into the dark mist of their greatest fears
Ones that can reduce grown men to tears
He looms there every night, as I am completely unaware
That once again he has delivered to me
Another nightmare.
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It hits you
Suddenly
The feeling of white hot lava racing through your brain
The feeling that the blood has stopped pumping through your veins
Everything’s numb
It’s happened again
Nobody will come
To help you through this pain
Because once again you have kept it to yourself
Scared to ask anyone for help
So I hope one day you will realise your mistake
Keep trying no matter how long it takes
The pain, I promise, it will soon end
When you learn to trust me, your friend.
Copyright © Andrea Storrier | Year Posted 2018
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Run
That's all I can do
Pounding the pavement
Shoe after shoe
Running for a reason that is not clear
Season after season
Year after year
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Your so wrapped up in your bubble
Of self hatred and despair
That you don’t even stop or consider
Or look up at what is there
You nod at all the words
Thinking they are just being kind
Only sourced from pity
They don’t enter your mind
You feel like your imperfect
Your the only one alone
In such a dark deep depression
You’ve learned to call it your home
But if you looked up, lifted your chin
You’d be surprised to see
Your bubble of self hatred
Has also consumed me
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My heart pounding
The rocks crumbling
I look back over the edge
The steep slope looming down
As horrifying images of falling pound through my head
I take a step back
Then another
And then.....
I slip
But the rope catches me
And I continue
Tempting death
As I
Abseil.
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I grip onto your hand and plead with you to stay
Always knowing that this would happen one day
You snatch your hand from me and storm out of the door
Leaving me sitting in a broken heap on the floor
Painful, hot tears stream out of my eyes
As our Happily Ever After slowly fades and dies
You took everything with you when you left me all alone
Hurting you is a sin from which I never can atone
So you leaving now is the price I have to pay
My mind racing as I think of what to say
As your love is something I can never replace
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Andrea Storrier Poem
Your words used to crush me
Push my heart down into the dirt
You know exactly what to say
To make sure my feelings were hurt
I loved you with everything I had
With nothing in return
And as was so predicted
Our love finally crashed and burned
But now I am so much stronger
I need not rely on you
Because confidence radiates off of me
In everything I do
The best thing you did for me
Is show me what love shouldn’t be
And now I’ll live my live without you
Cause I’ve learned to finally love me
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I am a voice
Lost in a sea of people
I scream to be noticed. To be listened to. For somebody to care.
Yet my cries are washed away by the waves of voices more worthy of being heard.
The rising black ocean of concealed feelings, the agony of keeping all my pain trapped inside me, slowly starts to drown me, squeezing all the air from my lungs.
Crushing this already broken girl with the weight of all she is holding.
These waves carry her away.
Unheard and unnoticed
She drifts.
Lost.
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