the present, a presence (#23)to my unborn children,the present, a presence (#23)1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
in a love uncharted:
of unchecked potency--
high-voltage lightning rods
have slain men where they stood.
always ask "why,"
always ask "how."
if you don't have the answer,
there is more to be learned.
believe you are the best:
because it won't mean much if i do,
or if they do, if you don't.
understand that caring for yourself-
isn't being selfish.
that's a lesson a lot of people
still don't understand.
your reality is not vindicated
by those whom you associate with-
you are your own person,
everything else is subjective.
believe what you believe
and don't back down from it.
create. be weak.
understand there is strength in it,
believe that there
is more to everything
than what meets the eye.
you are a person before anything else,
and you should never forget that.
the status quo--
and please stay curious.
BicyclesKay dreams of bicycles,Bicycles1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
the old kind with tassles
and a basket; the fancy kind
with racing stripes; the
grown-up kind she imagines
a mother would ride,
and Kay dreams of things
that could never happen:
riding her new bike beside
the mother Kay buried,
aged five and one quarter.
To the Unborn (BIRHxNaPoWriMo #23)If you can read this,To the Unborn (BIRHxNaPoWriMo #23)2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
or have it read to you,
or in any way
find the meaning
then everything has changed,
and it seems futile
to say anything,
because if I carry a child
in my own body,
then I've become a person
that there's nothing of
in this worn old chair
that this letter's being composed in,
and if you were born
to another mother,
was something truly horrific,
or I've learnt
to work in parallel
with other people,
that's just as well,
because if you exist,
a version of me
who might be able
to raise a child.
HookedLoving one of usHooked2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
is like being hooked by a fishing line.
We reel you in only to toss
you back when you’re not
big or colorful enough.
Then you’re left to swim away,
dazed and in agony from the hole
we’ve torn into you, wondering
why we pulled so hard
if all we were going to do
was scrutinize your every flaw.
You’re even more confused
when we seem to relapse
and throw the line back,
hook baited, dangling before you
like a forbidden fruit
as if to say, “I didn’t mean it.
Please come back.”
And you can’t help but bite again
because the allure is too great
though you know, deep down,
that you’re just ripping yourself
another hole. And when you’re
cast out into the waters again
for being a less than perfect catch
you’ll come right back
—hope winning over logic—
and the cycle will continue.
Get Well SoonYou've been there for me for many a year.Get Well Soon2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are there to comfort and dry every tear.
You keep me company when I'm all alone.
You make me feel safe, you feel like home.
You're my best friend and I'm never leaving.
If you were to leave I'd never stop grieving.
You're an amazing person I'll never forget.
No matter the challenge, no matter the debt.
You understand me unlike any other.
I'm so happy to call you my brother.
And so in this time that you're in pain.
Though I can't sign your cast, I still leave my name.
HanaMy darlingHana2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
You swept into my life
Like a Dream
And changed me forever
You rule my world
Making me look at my decisions
In new light
You fill my life with Wonder
Without you, I would be empty
Hell's PathI once met a man who was hand crafted by the devil in the furnaces of hell, whom was raised by the messiah in the land of the holy lord. We once met, at a fork in the road. We walked down different roads, but in the same direction. Our paths were parallel, but despite this fact we still met. His mind was much like my own; however he lost more than I ever will in my life time. Yet he was kind, that silver shine in his eyes was proof that he could turn the darkest of nights into brightest of days. He was silent and very young, the disheveled hair and kind nature gave him the appearance of someone beyond his years, this spoke volumes.Hell's Path2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I glanced down the path he came from, it was darker than that which lies under the hood of the Reaper himself, yet he still seemed to glow with hope despite the horrors that lay behind him. Stories were told, lessons were learned, warnings were given, and goodbyes were exchanged. I remember watching him sink deeper into the hell he was condemned
Matchstick DreamsIn my dreams, I stand among the ruins of my childhood home,Matchstick Dreams2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
burnt to the ground.
My parents are dusted with the ashes of their books,
their games, all of their distractions;
everything they have ever loved is smeared into their sleeves.
When they finally look at me, perhaps for the first time,
I ask them whether they are ready to pay attention.
.When I wake up, I know my house is still standing.
I take the book of matches out from my beside table
and practice striking them.
Somehow, the stick always breaks
right before it sparks.
Rest In Peace HotCherriosOh HotCherrios,Rest In Peace HotCherrios2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why you have to do it?
All you have to do is run away.
All you have to do is get away from your family.
I believe you needed psychology,
but because of this you toke suicide instead.
Please realize what you have done and YOU WERE MY FRIEND BEFORE.
I STILL HAVE YOUR MESSAGES TO THIS DAY,
I SAVED YOUR STORY INTO MY COMPUTER AND YOU TOLD ME YOUR LIFE.
But again, you never got support.
My heart now nervous and scared,
My heart startled by your announcement,
My mind is startled and I thought you weren't the one.
But I have to take a breath and be by your tombstone,
Every day I'll think of you,
No matter how bad things get,
I will always think of you.
The great times, The Role-Playing Times.
But with Suicide,
if only you moved to New Jersey or some place else,
You could've got away from people like those who bothered you.
You told my your gay life and I understood your problems.
I've read every journal of your boredom.
You just needed excitement and Fantasy to ge