BetrayalEvery day the same old lies,Betrayal9 hours ago in Free Verse
That cut and sever weakened ties,
Of bonds that were never meant to be,
Just drowning in an endless sea.
Of strangers in a faceless crowd.
It's because of you,
Now I hope you're proud.
Of what you did to this now tainted soul.
Beaten, broken, swallowed whole,
By the darkness invited to envelop my being.
They always say that believing is seeing.
But I guess that's just it,
you see my forced smile.
After all it's been plastered on my face for awhile.
But is it too late? I don't really know.
But the longer I sit here,
The more darkness will grow.
Am I too far gone? Is there no hope?
Will I keep slipping down this bottomless slope?
Do you see now what you have done?
I give up...now you have won.
I'm trapped, enslaved in this dark empty trance.
I say I am fine...
But will you risk that chance?
Silly poemA silly poem for all of the people I love And it may be a little morbid at the startSilly poem1 day ago in Free Verse
If I were to die today
I'd go out to see all of you
We would run and play til the sun would set
If I were to die today
I would draw us together
And as we part
The last things I would see
Would be us
You are my life
you make me whole
and even if you don't know it
I will always be stalking you c:
To all my sempais
I come with much love
and searched up this fabulous picture just for you c:
To all the many people I have talked to
I have got to say
You'll always be in my heart
No matter what I say
So even if we fight later in life
I'll always know what to say
Like real friends we'll make up
Because if we don't, I'll start spamming your profile with creepy photos
I'd like to hope
that one day
We'll meet in real life
And creepily draw random people who pass by
As if we were homeless creeps
Their PerspectiveHave you ever stepped in someone else’s shoes,Their Perspective12 hours ago in Free Verse
And felt how it felt like to be made fun of?
Laughed at? Being called names?
Every punch, every curse, every kick,
Have you ever thought of what it felt like?
Have you ever stepped in someone else’s shoes,
And felt the emotions that conquered them?
Every feeling, every thought, everything.
Have you ever thought what it felt like?
You just take it in,
And forget it during sleep.
But then go through it all over again
The next day,
Like a never-ending haunted house.
See what they are seeing,
Hear what they are hearing,
Walk where they are walking,
And feel what they are feeling.
A crumbled paper at the train stopSadness on a piece of paperA crumbled paper at the train stop1 day ago in Free Verse
that a poet wrote...
What is it with these people
and their aching souls?
Night without sleep
holding on to pain,
I wonder if the poem
would sound better then...
Seating by the tracks
waiting for the train
I wonder if my lover
will be home today, before it rains?
Before it rains...
I look at this paper
and I wonder why
we spend so much time
wishing to the stars...
Wishing to the stars...
Why don't we simply say...
I love you, to the ones we do.
Why we don't trust our instincts
in the matters of the heart...?
Matters of the heart...
The lyrics that he wrote
were perfect and so clever
I wonder if he could whisper them
to his intended lover...?
Or will it be just paper
flying through the wind
and she will never know
how he really feels...?
How he really feels...
I hope he tells his heart
that he whispers in her ears
and do not let
Alone in the lifeless nightAlone in these streets of snow and concrete,Alone in the lifeless night19 hours ago in Free Verse
with only the moon and streetlamps to light my way,
I walk without much purpose or direction,
The whistling wind gives me shivers,
and this endless music, uncanny but inviting,
telling me to toss my worries away and wander,
through a city that feels frozen up in time,
where my emotions can't take over,
and neither does the stress and the pain,
I then realize they're gone,
The were blown away by the dead silence of the night
and I am now truly alone,
but I now feel as though I feel empty,
Everything is alright now.
LukeYou might as well justLuke22 hours ago in Free Verse
Chain me to the ground
Choked around my mouth
Beat me down
I'm not a person, I'm a thing
I can't scream, I can't sing
"I own you"
"You are mine"
Just tell me this time
Will be the last
That this will end
That I'll forget
And we'll be friends
I see you through a fog of uncertainty
I can't remember, everything's a haze
A hint here, a question there
The puzzle pieces falling into place
And I see your face
Smiling above me
Sharp teeth and wicked eyes and
I can't believe I didn't see through your disguise
Disgust, I'm disgusting
Disappointing and oh so depending
But I'm just pretending
But I don't want it, but maybe I deserved it
Maybe I did everything wrong and
Maybe I am just a whore
Maybe I am a thing
I hate him, I hate him, I hate him so much
His face in the hallways and his tainted touch
Always there, always waiting
Knowing what he did
Telling me I deserve this
I just want something better
I want someone better
I don't want to be a thi
A Fresh Hope in NostalgiaThe world is loud, deafeningly so, but with you there is calm in it.A Fresh Hope in Nostalgia18 hours ago in Free Verse
You don’t stop the chaos, but you show me how to sway with it.
I am a tree in a storm and I struggle to delay being uprooted.
You show me how to lean with the wind rather than fight it.
The permanency of this solution is still unknown, but for now it is my only solace.
This power you wield hypnotizes and terrifies me.
To attach so strongly so quickly to you, I feel vulnerable.
These orders are shouted from every feminist and family member in site.
But at such a young start is it not alright to need someone?
Is it frowned upon to ask for help?
To bury my troubles and build my sanctuary above them?
Will they crawl from the ground and threaten the architecture I will come to love?
Or will they stay buried and shrivel in the dark?
I have no clue and I am still young enough to know I will survive either outcome.
So fuck their opinions of my loyalties, fuck every thought aimed at this decisi
day of the deadDarling, we're a skeletonday of the dead22 hours ago in Free Verse
which I'm slowly filling in,
but phalanges are delicate things
when I cannot touch you
(maybe I make up the hollow,
let the whispers plant themselves
and I feed them till they grow).
But I'll never tell you, no,
because I'm supposed to be
filling in a skeleton,
not becoming one, and
you're not dead (and I'm sorry
that I'm trying to be) -
but I can't figure out
the wiring of this aorta,
and frankly, who cares?
Who cares about these muscles,
because I'll never be able to hold
up anything but half of myself, and
you'll sit there open-palmed
like not being strong enough
serves guilt to you in numbers.
Eventually, we'll both
look at each other, wrinkle
our hearts and our brows
and ask politely "do I know you?"
Telling Me How You FeelYesterday, you told me how you feel.Telling Me How You Feel9 hours ago in Free Verse
You sat me down on your kitchen countertop
and told me what you felt was real.
You’re not ready to get married yet.
You’re not sure if you’re the husband for me.
Maybe the reason God put you in my life
was important but obsolete.
You said you’ve been doubting our forever,
even if there were plenty of reasons why
we should be together.
You’re attracted to me but
you aren’t in love with me;
you can’t look my parents in the eye;
you’re not the man you want to be for me.
Could I please let you try?
So, let’s tone it down, you said, to
give you some time. We’re not breaking up.
You’ve just got a lot on your mind.
Still, you told me to guard my heart
and walked me to the door.
“It’s not you; it’s me,” you assured me.
“I just want to do the right thing and please the LORD.”
While I was glad you told me,
I still felt like crap inside.
“Now you know ho
Open BookIt was just the average party,Open Book14 hours ago in Free Verse
Guests were lazing around,
Enjoying the escape from the usual loneliness,
Comforting themselves with the loud atmosphere.
It was the type of environment
Where the ecstasy of being surrounded by so many,
Meant that words that would normally be left unspoken,
Could make their way to centre stage.
I lounged around,
Soaking in the pure happiness,
When I happened to hear a certain phrase
Escape the lips of the boy sitting across from me.
You’re like an open book.
I looked up and sure enough,
I saw a pair of obnoxious eyes staring back,
a smug smile resting underneath,
Proving that the words were directed at me.
Normally, such words would have no effect,
They would bounce off of my carefully constructed shield.
But this time I could feel it pierce into my heart,
releasing emotions contained within.
I held a cool and calm facade,
And my face remained straight,
But my mind screamed all the responses I could’ve said,
That I should’ve said
PlungeI've trudged dirt from lands over.Plunge17 hours ago in Free Verse
Sea's Volturn has kissed my neck and dowsed my crown.
Budged by its pommels to irk so, my head's strands.
Playing to mind yond brevity find - the wailing - gone to scarcity, kind.
Come, after in bliss so freck, aroused by sound; the wave tumults away earthly soil, netherly pulling, my legs must toil - hurriedly.
Between heaven and hellWhat if heaven is life, what if hell is death?Between heaven and hell19 hours ago in Free Verse
We wonder about seeking to better ourselves,
We are free weather there is laws or oppression,
Our actions are what make us, People
We can be free, free in our minds, free in our lives,
It is our actions that speak our giving, our taking, and our destroying.
What is heaven? What is hell?
Heaven is music that moves, food the gives, smiles that are given,
Happiness that is not forgotten, emotions that breed new life,
What is heaven? What is hell?
Heaven is giving without receiving, taking when only needing,
Loving without condition, destroying only to recreate.
If life is heaven then why is there hell???
Hell is pain, pain of a lost one, pain of the forgotten and left behind,
Pain is taking and expecting more, smiles that are removed, emotions that are destroyed,
Pain is destroying lives, taking lives, and removing happiness,
Pain is living,
If living is heaven and death is hell,
Why is there heaven? Why is there hell?!
Why do we
thinly veiledI was scared to jump,thinly veiled19 hours ago in Free Verse
from that 20th balcony.
Plummet into an unsure future,
I held your hand for a while.
I looked you in the eye and said:
And so you did, and you watched,
but you grabbed me by the foot.
Falling with me now, I was okay,
I really wanted you to anyway.
So many others before me,
falling in their bodies,
but stabilizing in acceleration.
I'm catching up to them and they help me,
build a foundation in the slipping streams.
The ground becomes brighter,
as we all fall into the sun.
Vacationprying at welded rings,Vacation19 hours ago in Free Verse
how infinite these spaces between fingers,
rock slides. I will ferment my dreams.
to a manageable essence. a doe hangs
glossy-eyed by the neck on someone's porch. the aftertang
of fireworks singes the sky, a red haze rolling
enter, the Lovers:
the weighty eyelids herding a pair
to lay drowsy in sweetened hay,
as dry as beer
and the dogs in the barking
for all of their plans
have not made amends
2015 8 30 0111you are my desperation2015 8 30 011120 hours ago in Free Verse
the desert sun at noon
you are my dereliction
a satellite knocked from orbit
you are my rusted shackles
my parched lips beg release
you are my ruined shaper
those hands are far too weary
if I don't make it back from the dream realm,
please carry me to my final resting place
From glowing x-mas tree, to glowing x-ray machineI’m from a fairytale in a new houseFrom glowing x-mas tree, to glowing x-ray machine20 hours ago in Free Verse
built in clean-cut Ohio.
I’m from mommy's kisses and holding daddy’s hand,
and middle child between two brothers,
who’d sleep in my room when the little one got scared.
I’m from a cul-de-sac that was full of children,
three houses full of family,
and late nights full of fun when in the circle
playing kickball in our jammies.
I’m from many animals and furry friends,
with four cats named Bonkers, Cato, and Trouble,
and currently one named Shadow.
I’m from three hamsters and three fish,
whose names I’ve long forgotten,
but we have Tucker the russian tortoise.
I’m from Santa Clauses early Christmas gift,
in a box under the glowing tree,
and a yipping puppy that I wanted so bad to name Winnie the Pooh,
but we settled simply on naming him Snicker-Doo.
I’m from a saved pup who came with the name Angel,
and currently a beloved two year old dog named Sophie,
who jumps from anything that causes her fr
disconnectin my yearbook they wrote that i was strongdisconnect22 hours ago in Free Verse
the strongest person they’d ever met
and don’t get me wrong i appreciate the sentiment
but i sure as hell don’t see it
you’d get me to bend
stop acknowledging me in conversation
simple solution, a bug in the system
i’ll crawl back and apologize because it’s all I know to to
i’ll crawl back and apologize because i just can’t clean my wounds
sometimes i just break down
it feels like doom, and it’s not anxiety, it feels different,
it’s fear that gets the apologies choking up my throat like seawater
but it’s the embarrassment that lets my blood wash up like a birdbath
i’ve destroyed everything so pure
they say i’m so strong, but she says i’m weak
like a broken music box should sound as sweet
i dont understand how i should keep working
when i cant even keep thinking in this head
ive never written like this
staring myself down and
Who Am I?Who am IWho Am I?1 day ago in Free Verse
That I should suffer
I do not wish to be weak
Nor do I wish to be great
Who am I
That these people
That they may say words
Piercing like thorns?
What is life
Is it simply a game
To toy with and play?
Do they throw it away
And believe it's okay?
They are spoiled rotten
They know nothing of strife
These brats have never done any good
A day in their life
I'm heavily breathing
Make it stop
My world becomes dark
As I'm loosing my heart
My patience is beginning to rot
Who am I?
I used to know
And maybe one day,
I'll know again.
But for this,
I cannot see
The best and brightest
Side of me
For who am I?
I am simply human.
Homei will not leaveHome1 day ago in Free Verse
the only home i've known
every breath i've breathed
was in this land
it's none of those
yet it is my home
where i was born
and you can't make me go
Black MaskCrazed you areBlack Mask1 day ago in Free Verse
hidden from all
a loner to all, to all as one
thou wear a black mask
hidden to all
you live yourself
held by none
saddened by yourself
hidden in the black mask
saddened to drink
drink upon yourself
driven alone into the light
into screaming pain
to wear a black mask
your image, lost and confused
no longer remembered
dug into the ground
buried into the ground
mourned by none
known as the one with a black mask.
HiddenFake smiles stay awhile, shadowed eyes hide the silent crys, lips kept closed to silent the dying screams, all you've ever seen is that happy girl but is it really as it seems?Hidden1 day ago in Free Verse
I'm happy not really.I'm happy. Not really. I'm dead inside but I smile anyway because I have to. I want to end it. But I can't. I've been thinking to much.....Help me.I'm happy not really.1 day ago in Free Verse
shut myself downHe has helped me through this timeshut myself down1 day ago in Free Verse
but he's doing it harder too...
I don't know what to do
Why can't I just shut myself down
and forget everything
Four lettersA simple four letter wordFour letters1 day ago in Free Verse
Can mean so much
Yet so little
That same four letter word we rely on
We focus our lives on
Create a future on
One can say that word
It can be said by itself
Or with a string of others
That word on it's own has the power
The power to change a life
To take and create one
How much it means can be decided
Decided by you
And only you