A Taste Of HeavenI know him,his struggle, his pain.A Taste Of Heaven1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The torture he endures in his brain.
There's a battle in his mind,
leaving him no place to hide,
So slowly he disappears, he fades,
and I'm left with the promises he made.
And now he's in heaven, like a dream,
his mind is quiet, no more silent screams.
But his happiness is tricky, i fear he's wrong,
cause the devils been in his head all along,
what is worse than a personal hell?
A taste of freedom before your eternal jail.
I'll still be there, when it all falls apart,
Picking up the broken pieces of his tired heart.
Does he realize t's a demon of his own creation?
fueled by self-loathing, a lifetime of frustration.
The darkness in him overpowers the light,
and I know that, again, he has lost the fight.
I hang on to my hope, maybe one day he will win,
I pray that he finds the strength to be my hero again.
Be strong, I want to scream, hold onto the light,
but it's useless, I see it's the same old fight.
The darkness in him is strong, but th
I Don't Care AnymoreThe ones that hurt the mostI Don't Care Anymore1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Are the ones that show the least
How does it feel to win?
When everyone else has lost everything
How’s it feel to shout your hatred?
Telling everyone that they’re loved
I’ll tell you right now, everyone is different
But we all hurt the same
My voice may be silenced
But my words still scream
I may have been raised in the light
But all I know is the night
Hate me if you want
I won’t give what you need
How can you expect sympathy
When all you have is apathy
But I doubt you remember.Dear Mom,But I doubt you remember.12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was five
when you first told me I needed the exercise
and signed me up
for a sports team
but I doubt you remember.
I was six
when you first weighed me
in front of you,
looking down at the number
but I doubt you remember.
I was seven
when you first hung up
my weight in pounds
all summer long, in the kitchen
for everyone to see
but I doubt you remember.
I was eight
when you first bet me,
offering money if
I could go six months
without gaining weight
but I doubt you remember.
I was nine
when you first announced
that we would be dieting
because we all needed
to drop a few pounds
but I doubt you remember.
I was ten
when you first saw me
push away my dinner
and say I didn't need to eat
cause I wasn't that hungry
but I doubt you remember.
I was eleven
when you first
I Need To GoNo matter how shadedI Need To Go3 days 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
KindleI had to say goodbye to you todayKindle3 days 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.
Broken WingsIf you'd ever come to tumble,Broken Wings17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
if your world once crumble,
when you're betrayed by someone,
if one day you feel alone
call my name and I will come,
cause I'll never gonna let you down.
I was banished by my father,
from the kingdom where I was born;
I lost my dear bright horns,
and everything till the last feather.
Now I'm human and doomed to mortality
and death greedily awaits for my dawn,
when in a white shroud I'll drown.
But trough sorrows came liberty,
and I can claim : no strings on me !
I'm the angel of broken wings,
in Heaven I was born and to hell I head;
I'm free to sin like the wild wind
and I help those who'll soon be dead.
Time is short so call my name,
Time is sharp, I'll free my flames.
FrostbittenBecoming a friend after being close,Frostbitten15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
- like writing messages in the snow.
You'll have naught idea if he will see
or when he will *finally* let you know!
Lace my words with hope.Being lonely has its perks.Lace my words with hope.1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I always had a friend a thought away.
I always had magic to cleanse the wounds, inside and out.
I always had the imagination that made my days glow.
Being broken has its peaks.
I was able to hold someone who was distraught, and look like I was firmly in the ground.
I was able to say it was okay, and mean it.
I was able to glue others back together like they were unable to me.
I was able to hand over some of my fragmented pieces.
Being myself has its positives..
and it mainly begins with the sentence,
"I love you."
Not ThereBreak me till I'm broken beyond the point of repair,Not There1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fear is everywhere
Crack me till I shatter...
But fear is the destination
I'm bending, I'm not broken
My resolve the latter.
I wish to find solace
I'm trying to find the pieces
Bent and broken
Save the last breath at least
Crimson in my turmoil
Blackened by despair
I'm bent, not broken
You can't take what isn't there
ManipulatedWhat more do you want?Manipulated3 days 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.
NebelwandernINebelwandern22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Die Nebelfee hat die Berge versteckt
in grau und weißem Rauch,
drum bleiben sie heute unentdeckt
und wir, wir beide auch!
Und auch die Wälder hat die Fee
versteckt samt Baum und Strauch.
Ein Glück, dass ich den Weg noch seh'
und dich, dich seh' ich auch!
Was für ein Spass, mit dir zu wandern
durch Nebelfees versteckte Lande
auf quietschvergnügtem Fuß.
Hier brauchen wir uns nicht verstecken,
hier wird uns niemand nicht entdecken -
Komm, gib mir einen Kuss!
Doch sieh nur, sieh: ein Gipfel schwebt vorbei!
Komm schnell, komm schnell, gleich geht's vorrüber
und er ist hinterm Vorhang wieder,
dem grauen Einerlei.
Und da: will nicht der Sonnenschein
ein Löchlein bohren, uns zu sehn?
Das wird ein Gruß von ferne sein -
ich weiß von wem!
Sorry (Poem)Not long ago I caused damage,Sorry (Poem)2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To a worthy and innocent mind,
I was in a bad mood at the time,
And that 'good me' I just couldn't find,
I let it get the better of me,
I let it harm one who sought to teach,
As if teaching is even a crime,
Sometimes education seems out of my reach,
But before, I wrote another poem,
And Eve was the name,
I am sure that after reading it,
The real Eve must think I'm insane,
But I want her to know it's metaphoric,
Even though literal examples were used,
I think it may have really frightened her,
And I'm sure she wasn't amused,
I hadn't realised the poem's power,
Until the police knocked on my door,
Then they came in and told me,
Why I was visited by the law,
I had no idea they were worried,
It was just a poem after all,
I left it in my e-mail signature,
Like all my other work that I thought was cool,
I didn't even think they'd read it,
I left it there without thought,
And I don't think they were impressed,
In fact, they were rather distraught,
I was then remo
Invisible Mind"You don't seem like the type to have this disease"Invisible Mind2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you think you're make sense saying words like these?
Do the people you meet always fit into neat little types?
Walking around in your little boxes or some other tripe.
I don't even know what you mean by disease either.
It's not like you can catch it, as if it were a fever.
You can't say, "Don't be upset, others have it worse."
That doesn't stop the pain from feeling like a curse.
One that seems to ebb and flow like a wave or a tide.
But it'll always return, from it you cannot hide.
"It's like you're not even trying; it's the same every day"
I explained this enough, I've nothing more to say.
"Don't be so nit-picky, it's just a few words"
Just 'cause you didn't mean it, doesn't mean it didn't hurt.
I Need to Let it GoIf my innocence--I Need to Let it Go3 days 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.
Skeletons in the ClosetI thought you and ISkeletons in the Closet2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Were above this
We seemed to be beyond
The point of hiding things
But a seemingly perfect relationship
Always has a few skeletons
In the closet
We said we wouldn't do this
That we would tell the truth
But I guess that failed
So where do we go from here?
Now that trust is broken
How do we get past
All the lies that have been spoken?
No One To Watch Over MeThe moment I denied YouNo One To Watch Over Me8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I knew that I was lost
No more angels by my side
No one left to trust
Demons now guide me
Leading me down darkened paths
I know their every word is false
When all they do is laugh
Wings once covered me
Now I have no protection
Obstacles fall upon me
Moving me in the wrong direction
As time passes by
I get closer to the gates of hell
I want to cry out for help
But I did this to myself
DistressDarkness falls as clouds roll overDistress8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Shadows, creeping up behind
To defend myself, I am unable
From the drowning darkness in my mind.
Seas of sadness crashing over
Follow me in hard pursuit
As my confidence comes plummeting
My heart, I find, is destitute.
Swept away in my own sorrow,
I struggle to find liberty
But though I tried, I couldn't make it
To where I always wished to be.
Pretty LiesThe waters up to your ankles,Pretty Lies13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
coldness tickling your toes,
small splashes in the shallows,
a light breeze and you know.
The waters slowly rising,
but you don't have to care,
it's a long way away,
your minds not even here.
The waters to your calves,
still fun and exciting,
you're no where close to dying,
the sun's not yet setting.
This couldn't get any better,
at least just for now,
playing your role as a youth,
when its over you'll take a bow.
The waters now to your hips
and just a bit warmer.
Spending time with your lover,
going deeper and deeper.
It might not make sense
but wait till you see the ring.
"He's perfect," you'll say,
he's your own miniture king.
The waters now to your chest.
It got there pretty fast,
you didn't realize time passed,
thought it had more time to last.
With the end fast approaching,
and not much to show,
your warm safe waters,
feels a lot more like snow.
The waters past your head,
and life passed you by,
Webs and Feeling SorrySecrets lurking,Webs and Feeling Sorry14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A web of lies,
Brandished under disguise,
As I'm soaking it in,
I've come akin,
To absorbing information,
Form a relation,
With the minds of those involved,
Cause this puzzle shall be solved,
For better or worse I suppose,
Gotta stay on my toes,
I don't know anything yet,
But I'll bet,
This will all boil over soon,
And I'll be torn in the middle,
Can't I be friends with the moon,
As I sit here and fiddle,
With the idea that I can save the day,
Sanity is beginning to fray,
Cause it's just me sitting alone,
Staring at my phone,
And still no one sees behind my smile,
Perhaps it takes a while,
But I'm still sad,
That it's gotten so bad,
I haven't felt the sunlight,
For a hundred times the night,
Can't I just have a friend in all this,
I don't want the deadly kiss,
Cause that's all I'm getting,
So now I'm letting,
To my anger,
By the grandeur of love and reason,
But I'm nothing but a
This Moment That I All But Wrote DownDespite what's going on upon the land and seaThis Moment That I All But Wrote Down14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I all but wrote down what was before me
'Cos I'm locked in my prison of misery
And the distractions/reactions won't let me be
But let this moment soon end up dead
To leave room for the future to be bred
And allow to document the visions in my head
From the sunrise of my birth to the sunset of my death
May Courage Resonate DeepSome say life is not without hardshipMay Courage Resonate Deep1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I've come to realize
Looking back, one can plainly see
It through the beholder's eyes
Past thought and mourning, transcending
Faith and in confidence
I'm now leading a life certain
Of power in presence
It would seem things look difficult
But can I truly say
The task, the challenge destroyed me
If I still stand today?
Can anyone deny the night
After all is done, where
Is the calm following the storm
If peace not in the air?
Or what complacency is found
At the rise of the sun
What negativity exists
When the day has begun?
Pondering these thoughts midday, I
Leave time to be as is
Tribulation pains no man
For trial gives way to bliss
I'm SorryI’m sorry I couldn’t save youI'm Sorry1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I promise that I tried.
But no matter what I did,
You still committed suicide.
I’m sorry your pain was so great,
And I’m sorry you couldn’t breathe
But understand I didn’t understand
And here I sit. And here I grieve.
I guess I could try to understand
The pain that you went through…
So that’s I cut my wrists
And no one even knew.
I slit my wrists
And cut my thighs
I emptied bottle after bottle
I just wanted to feel alright.
I held a blade in my mouth
On the center of my tongue,
I had a talk with you and everyone else
You weren’t the only one.
When I looked into your lifeless eyes
I saw my hopes and dreams.
I wanted to be JUST. LIKE. YOU!
What does that even mean?
I don’t wanna live
I don’t wanna fly
I don’t wanna breathe
Without you by my side.
So just know that when you died
You made my lips turn blue
Now my heart’s not beating…
And I’m sorry I’m suicidal too.
A slice of hellI was severed from you to taste a slice of hell in my soulA slice of hell1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And being left for the wolves turned me black as charcoal
My eyes dimmed and windows do tell when a room is only an empty shell
Every step I made was harder than it should be
I think I'd scream if I had the life in me
And hatred like lava ran through my veins
I wondered if I'd ever break out of these chains
This is never what I wanted to be
A monster of an entity
Doll Hanged on MobileNot only hung - but also hanged -Doll Hanged on Mobile1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Above the crib as mother sang.
Little doll's neck in a noose,
An eyeball sagging with threads loose.
Shoes are torn, but never worn,
Weathered, however, not from storm.
Cloth arms dangle, mangled hands,
Fingers missing, crippled wrists,
Frayed elbows, faded lips,
Straggled hair (of what is left),
The mobile doll fades until her death.