My Name Spells Love, Not PainI think our namesMy Name Spells Love, Not Pain1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Are something we grow into
And that the growing pains
Are more pronounced for some
Than for others.
I hated my name.
Had become a swear word,
Borne on the lips
Of playground antagonists
And the one who christened me.
Ache dully still
In the corners of my mind.
I've undergone a shift
From falling to flying,
Like a bumblebee
With poor aerodynamics
And an iron will.
Now it's time to write
And rewrite my name in Braille--
Sky blue E,
Hot pink I,
Two red S's,
With a teal overlay--
In my mind's eye
Until it spells love, not pain.
I will make poetry of it,
Into my verses,
Until I believe they're true.
I will sing along
With the Allman Brothers
That I'm someone to come home to
Until the song sings me.
And although I often flinch
When others say it,
My cheeks will always flush
And my heart will always flutter
And my knees will always buckle
Any time you say it
At random, like I asked,
Because it's sacred on y
Night BeachThe sun is settingNight Beach21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The ocean is flowing softly
People are playing in the sand.
Families are talking amongst each other
Food is being cooked
I am by my self
A 21 year old writer
Sitting at one part of the cove
But I am not lonely
In fact I am happy
To be at the beach at night
WordsWords are so important, they can transmute any moment, you can use them or abuse them, an irrefutable component.Words3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A prevalent mode of communication, it’s the foundation of formation. Why so much hate in our nations? Our fixation on dictation is the reason for our stagnation.
Use words for love, not to shove others views down, and your perceptions above. Let them be who they inherently are, no matter how far, nothing’s black or white, it’s all just grey. Stop focusing on the shades, and go about your day.
Use words to unite, to light up someones darkest moment with your light. Be the night when it’s too bright, be the eyes that give blind sight, and be the teeth to chew down onto what is lacking bite.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Unable to Let GoYou look to me for everythingUnable to Let Go1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Someone to blame
Someone to hurt
You lay your head into my chest and pretend it's hers
You use me more than I could ever use you
And I let you
And I love you
I lay myself bare
Allowing my emotions to scar me
While you watch
Never lifting a finger to help
You look away when it becomes too much
And you let the pain overwhelm me
And it is overwhelming
And when you harm me
Breaking my heart
And making me lose faith in myself
I make excuses
For you and for myself
About why you're doing it
And why I'm taking it
Because my love makes me believe
That the pain you're causing can't be intentional
Cause I want to believe
I wouldn't love someone like that
I think we both deserve better
Than this unhealthy relationship
Built on promises I can't keep
And I know it would be better to let things fade away
But I'm too weak to survive in the cold
After being so close to the sun
Skin DeepA mirror reflects my innermost haunting fears.Skin Deep1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Inside I'm screaming and flooded with invisible tears.
The ritual now begins,
A new cycle
A secret beneath the surface, that my skin can only tell.
No one knows I've been living in my own private hell.
And each time I defy reason and convince myself "I'm simply just fixing my skin"
And I scratch and I squeeze and I dig and I pick,
like I'm trying to find a hidden treasure buried within.
Hours go by, and my mind just lingers on one thing,
"Just this one, and then I'll stop", but then I just end up doing it over and over again.
And then at some point after the hours have flown by,
I'm too exhausted to keep going, and I see my face and I break down and cry.
I see all the red and I panic, "Oh God no! Is that blood?"
Overwhelming pain and guilt seeps in and buries me in a confusion flood.
These bloody constellations
Form a cold shattering realization
And an explanation
Of an excavation
Of the truth that I can not deny
I have done
Possession and EntirelyAfter losing my best friend to diabetes and other diseases that run in the family, I met someone new. I didn't know their name but it started with a “d”, ended with an “n” and rhymed with 'possession' because after a number of years, I became their possession, I became theirs even though I didn't want to be.Possession and Entirely1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I grew up believing that happiness was temporary and sadness was permanent. I believed that I was not supposed to be happy ever. I believed that every time I was happy, that I would have to face consequences later for leaving my friend for a few seconds, minutes, hours, days.. days the maximum because my friend always found me after a few days and hurt me so I wouldn't leave for weeks, months, years.
The problem with my friend is that no one else believed me when I said they were there. I would ask them to listen to me, and they would, until I mentioned my friend.. then they would laugh or say that I wasn't.. ugh, what's that word? Distressed? Maybe.
But I k
Dreams To The HeartI know i dream but I dream of you I see you smiling at me as you walk by as I stare deep in your eyes and dream of you holding you close saying your name more an more of my dreams make me want these images to come true as I dream of us holding hands only does my heart beat more for you, racing to give you my heart and dreams, racing and dreaming dreams of you being my queen only in my dreams do i feel your passion for us to grow only in my heart can i see these dreams i dream come trueDreams To The Heart21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Love and Lies"I'm misplace, I feel disgraced. Can't you see these tears on my face. Taste all that I give. Is this what it's like to live?Love and Lies1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tell me baby, is this what you want. I'll tell you now that I put up a front. I don't need all these lies, your loveliness in disguise. I see right through those beautiful, doe eyes."
Love Has No EquationMy darling , why do you fear such a beautiful thing?Love Has No Equation3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know you have it in you because I've seen it before.
You used to tell me all the time how much you loved me and now the word itself brings fear in your eyes.
It puts you in a bubble that you dont realize you were in, in the first place.
And the more I try to open you up, the more you become closed.
You are my rock, but i only wish you weren't made of stone.
You stand there stoic hiding everything you feel because its the one thing you can't make logical sense out of.
Love has no equation, my love.
Yes the physical itself can be measured by the increased heartbeat.
But the feeling of wanting to be there for someone for the rest of your life is not something that is easy to understand.
Stop trying to figure it out.
Because the more you try the more of a mystery it will be.
Its not fear of the unknown because you know the certainty of the future.
Its not fear of commitment because you stand firm no matter the situation.
It is fear of
The Angel's Lullaby: WeaknessMy heart may be bleedingThe Angel's Lullaby: Weakness3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But you’ve stitched it up
It might be deformed
But at least I feel love
The burns and the bruises
The burns melt away
My bruises are hiding
I’ll find them one day
The stitches get loose but you fix them up
You don’t care that it’s ugly, I’m still your true love
The one that you care for, the one that you trust
I couldn’t live without you, I’d be buried in the dust
From the day that my God said “enough is enough”
You’ve healed up my heart
I’m losing my pain
My dark angel, my knight
He’s fading away
The conscience, the voice that told me “step back”
To hide from the light, it won’t ever last
“It’ll tease you and make you feel like you’re alive
Just for a second before you die”
But I say to you, my dark angel and knight
This is my future, this is my life
I was mad
Heartfelt CafeThey say I'm out of my mindHeartfelt Cafe2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when I promised you the moon
amidst deepest skies we find
constellations that make us swoon.
Days passed, even months and years
distances distanced; tourists of lovers
distractions left, with broken bottles and peers
feelings felt; but never a spillover.
This cannot be it, one day I whispered
my tea's a perfect blend of heartfelt thoughts
three quarter of sentimentality I stirred
along with cubes of doubts; an afterthought.
They say I'm out of my mind
when I resume my tireless pursue
streets so gloomy but I'm not too blind
amongst strangers, one of them has to be you.
ClosureIt’s over!Closure2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But when I gaze at him, the air seems to run from my body.
It’s over, but now that I see him with her the realization that it’s over keeps slamming its way through my brain and thrashing through my throat. It’s not like anything was ever there!
I was just a little girl gazing at the pictured world, heart choosing what she perceives to be masterpieces. Had I known that I was slowly taking loans to take the long road of minimal payments to buy something that can never be bought; its value was too high. Then I guess it’s over.
So why couldn’t I let go?
an erosionFine, dark brown wisps of hair rest on white speckled skin. I know it does because even when I'm not in his audience he's still performing.an erosion2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
An elegant reach at my wrist to pull me into subtle luxury. Denied.
Savior: Safe and Sound.This is our world, our world that bleeds,Savior: Safe and Sound.3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And it doesn't take long to see that seeds that the planters plant under the dry ground
Are the same plants that grow to vines that entwine the lives of the innocent minds all around.
Its flowers devour the sound of the screaming child as the mildly entertained watch for a while.
This is the world, the world that bleeds.
I can feel the bile as it churns inside leading the once beguiled followers astray.
I vaguely gesture down the correct path but they follow the other way.
Anyway, what words can I say regarding the wrath of the man who rests on the other side of the path
For he sleeps soaking pleasantly in his bloodbath which he made for himself and it's BEST to let him REST!
And then there's always that fool who goes down that path who awakes the man of wrath and makes him realize he doesn't actually want a bath anymore but a pool.
How much FUCKING blood do you need for a pool!?
And as I watch these young fools go down a path I know is bad, bu
UntitledEverything has began to feel numb, cold and clammyUntitled5 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
yet I not say a word to anyone.
About how I feel, how I worry, and how I wish I was dead - or at least feeling better.
I'm trapped. Trapped between wanting to lash out and calmly explain how I feel to someone.
I know that there is SOMEONE UP THERE who will always be with me and listen to me but...
I need another fellow human to be there for me too.
I want...to scream. But for neigh, I hold my tongue and keep my peace. Why? Why would someone want to listen to ME anyway?!
Oh...That's right. The real reason why know ones listen to me is because I constantly lie and say "I'm Fine!" or "I'm good!"
To spare them of having to listen to me - about everything.
They go ahead while I stay back and stay put in the same spot. Day after day.
I'm tempted, my fingers are itching to take a small knife and slowly slide it across the surface of my skin. But I won't do it because...I know that if I did it would hurt t
The Bitch In YouThe bitch in youThe Bitch In You21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I saw the bitch in you
She walked out and said hello
She smacked me upside the head And almost ended me, like I was Macbeth or Cyrano
I saw the bitch in you
She looked me in the eyes
With a heart full of jealousy and lies
Took advantage of my emotions And left me drowning in a tear filled ocean
I saw the bitch in you, she was hard to find
The bitch that said I'm less of a man,
For breaking down to cry.
My Relationship with DeathI'm slowly fallingMy Relationship with Death2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In the abyss
Right now it is
A hit or miss
One step too far
And I'll be caught
One step too little
And my happiness will rot
I take the blade
And slice my skin
I release my pain
Without harming another
Then I start to worry
About being found by my mother
I know she'll be
Disappointed in me
But I can't stop
Can't you see?
This world so big
And I so small
Yet they have to force me
Through it all
Force me through terror
And force me through pain
What do they possibly
Have to gain?
Seeing me suffer
And seeing me cry
I guarantee more
Will make me die
I'm tired of the mask
I hate all the heat
And I hate wearing a smile
When I only get beat
But I always remember
When I am upset
I talked to death
And we made a bet
He bet me my dignity
My beauty and my pride
That I would lose my soul
I stared at him
And bet him my life
I'd never end it
Through all of my strife
So here I sit
Cutting my skin
But there co
Wings of The FreeI am a childWings of The Free2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A baby bird
One who needs to be watched
One who needs to be protected
Someone who people worries about
But I want to grow
I am a teen
A playful canary
Someone to be kept on a leash
A prisoner of authority and society
It feels like I'm in a cage
I hate it
I want to be free
I am an adult
A grown swan
With wings of freedom
Wherever I want
Whenever I want
I am happy
I am free
QuestionsWho am I?Questions2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Where am I
What am I doing here?
Where did I come from?
Where did I go?
When did I get here?
What am I?
Am I human?
If yes then where was I born?
When was I born?
Who gave me my name?
Who are my family?
Who are my friends?
If no then am I something else?
Who created me?
When was I created?
Where was I created?
Do I have a name?
Do I have family?
Do I have friends?
Just what is this place?
Is everything real?
If so, then why?
If not, then what is it really?
Can anyone help me?
Can anyone save me?
Can anyone tell me what's going?
Two Types of BrokenAnother drop, another day -Two Types of Broken2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just teasing, I could be writing about blood loss, the pain my heart feels,
but instead I’ll talk of love loss and its surprising physicality.
The repercussions might as well have given me a concussion because I don’t want to be AWAKE
And dreary sunshine; the light burns the darkness I’ve become.
My soul hurts and I don’t want to be seen.
I don’t what LOVE is.
-Slit- -Slit- -Slit-
If razors are weapons and people cut to bleed, I tear up my soul,
but no one’s concerned with emotional breaks.
If you’re not bleeding then they’re not seeing the pain of every
But why can’t they see
that I’m torn with my eyes half open,
and my brain, well, it day dreams everything to doom; life is imagined to chaos.
The hectic mood does more than cause me to break, when I go to bed
I never want to wake,
and now when I see it,
when I see his face,
I get a reminder of every damned day.
Back when h
SinonA lone wolf in a lone street,Sinon2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
an electric fox, eyes in their greenly hue,
roamed in a virtual world,
polluted by its own fuelled fumes,
Worn trainers and baggy Blue jeans,
A stranger asks for help,
He, long Black hair, Black eyes,
An avatar to deceive,
And she, sharp glares,
An avatar to be perceived,
But when the truth is revealed...
Will she deny, the anonymity,
behind she and him, her and whom?
Or will death weaken their bond too?