CatharticShut the door and breathe a sigh,Cathartic3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Not many understand
How truly vital is this time;
I take my pen in hand.
I lock myself inside my brain
And tuck away the key;
And finally I open up
Into a writing spree.
Sunlight rushes in upon
The cobwebs of my soul;
The stale air is swept away
My thoughts can now unroll.
Scattering mosaic words
In frenzies on the page;
My spirit soars in victory
Like swallows from a cage.
The bottled feelings that I hide
Find refuge and release;
This quiet pen-and-paper world
Enfolds my heart in peace.
RegretsPremièreRegrets1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scars decorate my body
Evidence of a troubled past
If only I knew back then
How long scars truly last
Needles and syringes
All have touched my skin
If I had known the consequences
I wouldn’t have done it back then
My body craved the numbness
My lips needed to touch the bottle
An addiction so toxic
It turns you hostile
Beaten into submission
My self-worth forever non-existent
If only I knew how to work my voice
If only I kept my distant
I wrapped the lips around the poison
And shoved it in my lungs
And now I know the danger
Of starting a deadly habit so young
Always searching but never finding
What is it I’m looking for
If only I had known
It was right behind the door
StayCan we go back to the good times?Stay3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Forgive me for all of my past crimes?
Can we just be happy like when you were here?
The joy we had, reuniting after a year.
The time since you went back has been our loves bane.
Every single day apart, I feel your affection wane.
Our hearts were once connected by a frozen ocean.
But the summer has come, and burned away your emotion.
I hate how I can reflect on these past three years.
And discover that I could have prevented all of our tears.
If I could fix it all by traveling through time and space.
I would catch every tear that has ever trailed down your beautiful face.
I would cradle your heart as I sowed it back together.
And I would do all that I could to make you smile forever.
But we live in the real world, not a fairy tale.
And my mission to keep you happy, I did fail.
It's crazy how quickly my halo turned into horns.
My love went from soft and sweet, to a field of thorns.
Only now do I see how my sins have made your heart sway.
But I won't stop
The Unsung WritersFrom wonder we departed;The Unsung Writers1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A journey to cleanse the soul.
Asunder we had started,
Coming together in the folds.
Captivating hearts and minds,
With flows of rhymes and rhythm;
Gravitating toward these lines-
With a show of time and wisdom.
Among a sundry of reason,
For poetry, song, or prose-
With the words we believe in,
From the shadows we arose.
From broken dreams,
Our words a potion;
Bleeding into a stream
Of intricate emotion.
We come together,
With souls as igniters,
As the Unsung Writers.
RetrospectNot having you is simply the worstRetrospect2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
what everybody said was true
about getting over the first
shoot, if I were to say who
it would not have been you
when it all comes down to
the one with which whom
I'd come to love as if
I'd always been loving you
Acting a FoolYou are the equivalent to Taylor SwiftActing a Fool2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when it comes to relationships
uhhhhh, that's pretty bad
good job, Sherlock, no shit
what I'm sounding pissed
yep, I sure is
and drunk enough to flop
like fish, and flip about
this whole entire spot
then I'll fight with the cops
get on the news, then you'll see me
you might think I'm acting stupid
but at least I will be on T.V.
What's LeftWhat is there leftWhat's Left2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
something to hope for
despite not needing to hope for it
we all seem to want the worst for ourselves
that would probably explain why I want you the most
obsession you might say, I did say always
but what do you expect when I talked with all day
and you didn't have a problem
in fact, you said you loved me
what did you expect me to do
when you decided to leave
5. It's her birthday todayHappy birthday5. It's her birthday today2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it's her birthday
to a soul
it's her birthday
will live on.
it's her birthday
I won't shed
it's her birthday
it's just another
(maybe if I sing loud enough you would hear me?)
I feel so hopeless.I see you bleeding.I feel so hopeless.3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I heard you hurting.
I know you're in pain.
Yet with each word I type, we're drifting farther and farther apart.
I feel so hopeless.
A bird encaged while my hatchlings are being hauled away.
A bush being plucked by the handful.
A deer in a gun's sight.
Don't you feel my pain?
Don't you understand I can feel yours?
Every moment I'm crying out.
Please just stop..
But I am a toddler again.
Using what little I was taught to get my message across.
Barely able to walk.
Barely old enough for you to listen!
Please, just listen.
Please just read the words on your screen.
Writing NowadaysI can't go back to the "Pain" daysWriting Nowadays2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
writing poems, songs on vacay
sitting the room all day
if the walls could they'd say I'm crazy
understandably so, cause, I racked my brain
saying things like, how do I sing?
And how do I say this?
Lately, I've been trying to relive it
"Falling" and "Sorry", writing "albums"
cause I'm feeling artsy, and that's about it
PerfectionistI'm feeling bad cause my art ain't the bestPerfectionist3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
maybe I'm too hard in myself, I need some rest
but I'm concerned that all that I do ain't enough
I want to keep going strong, but that's tough
Hold MeIn this moment, hold meHold Me15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
be right here for me now
when I'm crushed, console me
bring me up from my own down
catch me as I fall
never let go of me
for I would lose it all
Same Sad StoryI'll be honestSame Sad Story2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm just rehashing the same story
I know somebody wants me to shut up
but they can just ignore me
I'll sing some songs about this girl
and it won't change a thing
but at the end of the day
how many things can we change?
only now do I realize just how lonely I am
just sit back and relax, in a comfy chair
while I illustrate the same picture
and weave the same tale
say something stupid stuff
that'll make you say, "What'll happen next?" (fakeout)
UntitledIs it truly strange to only want the simple thingsUntitled3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to try to be happy, and never look for sympathy
to move a mountain with your words
to make your pen move absurdly
and touch somebody's heart
you could even paint the world see
Sea FoamDraw close, then pull awaySea Foam16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
like the oceans of my childhood days;
the frothy sea foam,
the shores it combs,
what remains of a mermaid with so much to say.
lieI'm sure I'll be finelie1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'll be fine one day
The biggest lie I've ever told
Was telling myself that I was okay
I've convinced myself so
With what has become a habit
It's not true, but it's enough
Though I hate that I have it.
Something that I cannot break
For if I do
I'll be the only thing broken
So I will continue...
Continue to lie, continue to smile
Continue to mask the pain and fear
Continue to say that I'll be okay
Continue to push away what's dear
Don't ask me what's wrong
It's not worth the truth
Because the last thing I'd want
Is to ever burden you.
I'm sure I'll be fine.
I'll be fine one day...
are you sure?
Yeah I'm sure.
The biggest lie I've ever told
Was telling myself that I was okay.
Untold Stories~6 The parentsHe always looked so happy.Untold Stories~6 The parents2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The brightest and proudest smile on his face when he comes home.
How could us as parents not have seen the obvious struggle in the inside?
We always talked about his future, and he always liked to butt in about taking care of us when we were older..
But now his future is gone!
Stolen by the cursed blade that he took from the kitchen drawer.
Its all our fault..
Its all those kids fault..
How can we explain our child, our baby, killed himself?
How can we explain that we didn't even notice anything wrong?
How can we explain this to ourselves??
How can we cope?
Tears are constantly begging to be released in our household.
Our arms are always reaching out to each other.
Wine and cigarette butts staining our kitchen floor.
Our jobs nothing but an empty wasteland of sympathy.
Our lives no longer filled with a smile..
But filled with the constant struggle of trying to remember his voice.
Just Don'tInside my heart I start to drownJust Don't1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wear my trainers day and night
Always about to run
Please, just take my heart
And lock it away
For no one to care
Inside my heart I start to smother
I wear a smile all the time
Always walking on safe streets
Please, don't pull me to the painful side
Inside my heart it's cold and quiet
Just the way I like it
I wear hoodies and scarves
That'll keep me warm
Please, don't break my silence
Inside my heart it's light and pretty
But one room's empty
Forbidden to be entered
I wear long dresses and coats
'Cause that's what makes me happy
Inside my heart it can get dark
So I fill the room
With words like
Danger No Entry Unsafe Structure Warning
To keep the hole of sweet emptiness
Inside my heart the pieces fit together
Everything's in order, don't you make a mess
Did you read the signs ?
I built it all, my resistant fortress
For no one to come
For no one to save me
Because it's myself who keeps me from drowning
SleeplessElude me for some reasonsSleepless2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Avoid me like the plague
These nights just mean nothing
The days just seem so vague
Everyday you have your chance
To walk into my room
The moon is full, the night is young
Yet you leave me to my doom
I walk into the morning light
My vision not so clear
All these sleepless and endless nights
Have dried up all these tears
We used to be so close you know
Spending every night asleep
Holding each so close and dear
Now all I do is weep
When you come back to me
I will love you once again
Sleep you are my one true love
Come join me in my den
Dark night of a soulI, myself, built this castle with towersDark night of a soul2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No one ever visits here, limblessly, I hover
Soulless, heartless, with a skin detaching
I hear a music outside, there's a parade marching
I can't see it through the walls, what's going on
Nothing's making sense, I'm getting ready for a war
The illness eats my insides, my Wonderland is hell
Please, shave my head bald and label me insane
In this upcoming battle I need to surrender to win
I need to give up on myself, abandon all that's me
Pictures like nightmares, all-nighters, drawn one by one
Like a cards from a deck, tell me that it's fine
To destroy everything, to leave it in the flames
So I can be reborn, from ashes to emerge
The dark night of a soul - so scary and so lonely
I've chosen this path myself and I'm stubborn to stay on it
One day the walls will fall, I won't be anymore
And as a winged creature over world I'll rise
Free of my boundaries, straight into the sky
FlowerA flower I have found in garden wideFlower2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
it's beauty constant is so dignified
attraction spans from petals to her roots
resulting from the soils attributes
To cherish and to care for I would do
just one of many things I would pursue
the flower that I wish to take in time
the one that I had found to be sublime
Alas, her stem entwines another plant
to bring her with me, that I simply can't
with her, I know I cannot be beside
the flower I had found in garden wide
My Shadow"You're too good to be true",My Shadow2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Were your last words before we said good night
My heart broke a little, but I laughed it off and agreed, despite
You witnessed only a small bit of my infamous short temper,
Yet you still chose to stay and weather through it, showing me a genuine love, sweet and tender
What will happen when the "small bit" grows to its full capacity, and executes its will with brute force
Will it be the end that I know will come, that always does, the severing that I anxiously
wait for (onto the next)
I push you away so you won't have to endure the darkness and shadow I'm plagued with,
My true companions of a twisted nature, whispering away at me in my head
Forcing thoughts I should never remember,
"You're mean, you're irate, and don't forget, cold and bitter"