Biography of Aria Quimby
Hey guys! My name is Aria.
I know a lot of my poems are really depressing but I can't help it.
Depression is an emotion that's so easy to write about
A lot of the things I write about
I write because I don't know how to say them to people
I write about my nightmares, and I write about my experiences, I write about what I see, and hear, and dream of.
Everything I post is the original. I hardly ever edit things I write, so nothing that i post has been edited. Feel free to give me your opinions on my poetry, I welcome criticism.
Aria Quimby Poems
Running. It's all I've ever done. Run from my problems. Run from my fears.
Waiting For A Change
The world is full of difficult things Some much harder than others Things such as starvation Loss of a close friend
You Tell Me You Love Me
You tell me you love me Then you go and cheat on me You steal my things You break my heart
First A far thud Then the rocket Climbs the air
When You Cry
When you cry I'm there by you side Catching the tears Wiping your nose
This feeling of emptiness clawing at my soul The lack of emotions nagging at my heart The nights of no sleep showing on my body The bags under my eyes
Away from the harsh world I sit in silence. The beauty of this new discovery is indescribable. Quiet, serene, beautiful. Unimaginable feelings flow
Hand In Hand
There was a time When they could walk Hand in hand With that boy
I sit at home talking to you on the phone Tears rolling down my cheek Youâ€™re so happy Despite the fact
Cold metal pressed against my skin The fence post behind me digging through my shirt to my bare back I feel the flesh tear away and my blood become exposed Hot steamy tears run down my face
You made me feel worthless Unwanted Unloved When you looked at me
Fire grows Consuming my world
The Stolen Heart
Darkness surrounds me The only light, given off by the flames that consume me Alone I lie Immune to the feeling of heat
The Story Of Scars
Scars Each a different story to tell The attack of rabid dogs The burn of the house of fire
It's all I've ever done.
Run from my problems.
Run from my fears.
Run from the hurt.
But running isn't good enough anymore
I need to stand
Face my fears