I Need To GoNo matter how shadedI Need To Go6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The light may seem
I would not have traded
For another’s dream
This life is mine
And mine alone
I trace the line
Around my clone
They have the time
To feel my pain
Is it a crime
To have something to gain
I pass on my fear
As nothing at all
But what I hold dear
Will bring about my fall
I’m no longer afraid
Of having more to bear
The price I paid
Is secret, I swear
Only but a few
Will ever know
What I've been through
And why I need to go
CriminalsA/N: Sorry it has been awhile since I have uploaded but I finally got a job and it takes up most of my time and I hadn't felt like doing anything... and also my wifi and internet connection is on the fritz. I don't know why. But enough with the excuses. There is no excuse for not coming on here like I should and uploading every week.Criminals19 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Warning: Some sensitive subjects below.
He wakes up cheerful,
Another great day.
For argument sake,
We’ll call him Clay.
Clay is a lawyer,
It’s lie or die.
He’s gotten good at both,
As the years go by.
At the age of 35,
And still no girl to marry.
You might say it could be his looks,
But it’s quite the contrary.
See? Every girl he dates,
Is just prey in his eyes.
On the inside, he’s a killer,
On the outside, he’s shy.
He’s a lawyer, of course,
So no one suspects.
The good-hearted attorney,
That swears and protects.
This one’s name is… Vinny,
Last name, Sheller.
KindleI had to say goodbye to you todayKindle6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's all that I can do, just to keep the tears at bay.
I wish that I could turn back the clock
So that I could feel more than this pain and shock.
I know that I will have to suffer through everyday
My world will become more and more gray.
I won't see you for years
And I will bleed a million tears.
The sun may rise tomorrow, but it won't shine through this pain
I will battle every day not to slice through another vein.
I remember clinging to you so tightly I felt my arms breaking
So scared of being alone, scared of my heart aching.
Even if this is how our story ends, and I feel like I've lost my soul
I will always be happy that I got to play this role.
For all of the bad times there were a thousand good
For once in my life, I had someone who understood.
Maybe growing up means growing apart
But forever I will hold you in my heart.
Replace me if you will
But I will love you still.
Even if you aren't by my side
These feelings will never subside.
ManipulatedWhat more do you want?Manipulated16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What else do you need?
I've given you everything.
You've taken it all from me...
Look at me, in this mirror,
Let it reveal this truth.
See what I've done to myself?
All of it was for you.
I never thought I'd want to, but
You have taken over my mind.
So while these habits are still going on,
Here I am, continuing to smile and hide.
I'm hardly a sun trying to shine
Through your dark shadow.
You hold me beneath the ground, so deep,
I've become a flower that refuses to grow.
There's beauty in darkness, but
Even you have taken that away.
But my eyes have adjusted to it all,
So I turn away from the light of day.
So let me return to confinement,
Surrounded by this sadness and rage
And let you throw your sticks and stones,
Letting them strengthen my dark cage.
Sick and SearchingI'm just so sick of searching,Sick and Searching3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As my heart is bursting,
At the seams,
And I'm only happy in my dreams,
I'm so sick of the game,
Just want to be tame,
And find myself calmly eloped,
Instead of choked,
Cause I'm sick of this emotion,
Of time and love,
Maybe I just need a hard shove,
Off the edge of my barrier,
Thoughts just make me warier,
So as I'm struggling to be better,
I'm writing this long letter,
That'll ultimately be my note,
With a quote,
As the headline,
But I'll be all out of time,
Cause this sickness is killing me,
Taking me out to sea,
Where it's going to drown me one day,
But I'm too sick to play,
So bury me below deck,
As water fills my lungs,
I took this plunge,
Again for the sake of compassion,
But now I have to ration,
Out all the memories I feel,
This isn't real,
I hate myself for this illness I keep,
As I'm losing sleep,
I can't save anyone,
Till I'm done,
Saving myself from the past,
But the distance is so vast,
That I can't possibly bear
Please, Don't Let it BePlease, don't let it be, let this just last a little longer,Please, Don't Let it Be4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't let time or situation destroy this moment, this peace
This long acquired bliss I thought would never grow stronger
But did unexpectedly as we shared the same space, so please
Let it be so until I'm content, until destiny is not a tease.
Things would be better this way
Things would be less in dismay
Things would be in every way
I imagine, right to the end of day.
I don't want to let it go, it's just too soon
If things were to happen like this, I would've wanted to know before
As being unaware, deaf, and blind is treating me like a loon
A defenseless, agonizing child who is much more
Like a lesser being, a shadow, who is less fortunate than the poor.
With what life I have left, if this were to end
At least insure that the other is safe and sound without amend.
AcediaMy faith expired, like a flame grown cold,Acedia8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dead; a firm soul to the deadly sloth sold.
Holiday wellwishingEach word, every syllable, the very letters they containHoliday wellwishing11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are capable of such beauty, neutrality, and agonizing pain
The power they possess, the dangers they contain
To breathe life into the weary, to drive them insane
To me this seems pointless, yet I must still try
To warn all: be weary, it's no fun to cry
And ask you, be gentle, to remind you hereby:
This is my last Christmas, living as a guy.
I Need to Let it GoIf my innocence--I Need to Let it Go4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So long departed from my soul--
Is what stays you loving me,
What's there to be done?
I cannot bleach crimson stains
From a heart so long sullied.
silence speaksyour silencesilence speaks20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Have you seen it?Have you seen it, it should be around here somewhereHave you seen it?11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't seem to find it, it doesn't seem fair
It's not on the ground, at sea, in the air
I've lost my faith, can't seem to find it anywhere.
How are you?Before she greets me, I start our chit-chatHow are you?10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The same well known story, we know ourselves well
I had such a bad day, I woke up too late
I've missed our school bus, I didn't eat breakfast
My god, I am starving! Isn't life a hell?
She nods her head to my talk, I don't know why she's quiet
I choose to ignore that, her problem, maybe private
So I keep on bragging - this teacher, stupid, isn't he?
I studied all night and he gave my just C!
What's the point in learning, I don't give a shit
My friend looks away, her eyes filled with tears
I ask - how are you? (Cause I know it is polite)
She only smiles sadly and answers - thank you. I am fine
Mirror, MirrorI'm not the girl I used to beMirror, Mirror12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't know what happened to her
she went away, leaving nothing in place of me
like a shell without a pearl
I don't know what changed first
Outside or in
When did my soul feel like a curse?
When did I hate being in my skin?
I look in the mirror to try to see clearer
But I don't know the person looking back
Don't know if I hate or fear her
or what happened to who I was to be exact
I never really liked myself much
but I hate this stranger
Never good enough
to others, I'm seen as a danger
Trances of me getting fainter quick
This other person taking over me
Body and soul make me sick
Becoming something I don't want to be
I'm not the girl you fell in love with
not who you once knew
But I'm gonna try to become her again
because I don't know what else to do
Mirror mirror on the wall
hear me shout
bring back who I once was
and cast this stranger out
ContradictionsI live in constant fear,Contradictions13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My feelings of despair extending to severe,
I am the product of a broken society,
Importing desire and exporting anxiety,
Catering for clones- merely humane,
Seeking peace but attracting pain.
Poem - The Gated SpaceThe Gated SpacePoem - The Gated Space18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Poem for Day 80 – 20141212
The journey extends far beyond this gated space.
Seeking escape, seeking embrace.
Always the path turned back, returning to this gated space.
Asking when, asking why.
The companions met.
The beautiful seen away from this gated place.
Cannot return to them.
So much phantoms and dust remain upon entering to this gated space
What magic do these gates possess?
That they pull back, that they keep out.
Passage is freely given and no price is asked.
What became of escape? Where is the embrace?
Are these the unasked due taken?
'Given' speaks the Gated Space.
The beginning and the destination reveal the secret.
The journeys are a dream.
The companions and beauties are passing visions.
The gates possess no magic.
For I am not a space.
I am the embrace.
I journey seeking myself, outside of myself.
The mirrors in others reveal the nature of the place.
A sigh of time escaped the lips waiting the returning embrace.
It waits crouching within the guise
The Mask and the WidowSpiderwebs creep up on the mask that sat so pretty on the wall,The Mask and the Widow20 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Many days and many nights,
It had a nasty fall.
Bits and pieces broken and shattered,
Then thrown away,
The Widow just sits there,
She doesn't have the strength to try again.
She spent many nights wondering what happened,
The mask seems possessed,
It seems to haunt her at night,
Too many tears she's cried.
The mask was given to her,
All dusty and in a box,
It was a beautiful sight to behold,
Carefully painted and dusted,
The porcelain shined through.
Ghosts stick to that mask,
She sees right through,
The voices in the room tell her,
Those evil poltergeists are stuck like glue.
If only the mask could talk,
As a mask can only be mute,
I wonder if it likes to fall and scare her,
Or if it falls because it wants to go back to the old times of yore?
Every night it cascades to the floor,
Porcelain cracks on wood,
The Widow slowly makes her way back,
The mask has fallen again.
She bends down slowly,
With those bent fingers worn fr