A Tad Too Obsessed I wrote a poem once.A Tad Too Obsessed4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It was more of a monologue than a poem, but I was still really proud of it. It was the only poem I have ever written to be read aloud, and yet I don't think any human ears will ever hear it for a number of reasons.
It was about a girl. That's one of the reasons.
It captured all the uncertainty of being alive, and all the desperation of being in love. Of course, I wasn't in love. I had taken a bit of her soul and placed it on a marble pedestal, wanting to be like her and wanting to impress her and wanting to see her every day and see the way her vest captured the folds of cloth draped around her torso. It was embarrassing. And it was unfair to her, to write poems about her, and read them to a crowd of strangers who didn't even know her name. Even right now, I am tainting her image and burning her soul with each female pronoun I speak. And all for the sake of art. And she doesn't even know.
CorrosionCorrosion of thoughts erosion to rusted metal trains crusted over with vivid images of unimaginable placesCorrosion17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Maelstrom of malicious intent putting an indent into a sternum sternly determined to hurt them
I stirred up the hornets stingers shooting up from what I've been brought up in
Paving the way to hate no waiting for the next person who tries to elate the masses
Dreams or nightmares the terror doesn't stop there
They start here with the complexity of this dexterously crafted shrapnel grappling towards ya
Gorgeous girls gone and done wrong along the white line they left behind
a curved incision incites itself along their wrists
This is music of the muse I see with no eyes seeing through time undeniably
Embroidering an embassy with lyrical insanity
Leaving lyrics with an instantaneous transformation they condensate themselves to precipitate your way
Woven with juvenile delinquency indisputable mind of creativity with which comes toxicity
Toxic fumes assumed its position filling up the l
loss preventionshe's an old lover, though more of an inconvenience. i don't enjoy her calls. my father yells at me when she comes in through the basement door at three am. she shows up at my store sometimes. no longer am i civil with her, but it's almost as if she enjoys that. she always flirts at my snarling attempts to get her to leave. she'll beckon me close, and point out a dress we got in shipment last week. i tell her i don't wear dresses anymore.loss prevention19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"that's a shame," she says, "because you would've loved it last year."
she likes watching me get ready to leave the house. when i get out of the shower, her chin is on my shoulder, her voice a low purr. "your face is so feminine." i put on a shirt. "nice tits." i brush my teeth. "you have such shapely hips."
i am not a violent person, but i imagine her face beneath the boots i wear to the pharmacy. her vocal chords are in my hand.
and when she really feels like pissing me off, she'll own the words of strangers who don't know better. "excuse
RorschachTen blots in count, piled upRorschach22 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They all appear the same
Nothing but ink on paper
Some psychologist's cruel game
Tell me what you see, they say
And hold the first within my sight
I see a boat, and then they nod
But wait, that isn't right
I see a bird with wings outstretched
But it's too late to change
They set the first card aside
And the others, they rearrange
Nine more they hold, and I reply
Telling them what I see
Inside I know each one's a lie
And now it's time for inquiry
I give the answers that they want
And wait for them to go
I wonder what they want from me
But what it is, I'll never know
They thank me for my time and leave
And there I sit in bed
Asking what they wanted
And why they're in my head
Waves and WatersMy exteriorWaves and Waters1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Is rusty and cold.
rivers pulse through me.
I was afraid if you knew of my rivers,
you would drown.
The trashing, dancing waves
Throwing you overhead,
deeper beneath the tides.
My waters are dangerous.
So I turned cold.
Let my waters freeze.
I bathed in the snow,
and I slowly turned to stone.
Now, no one can get inside.
I thought I’d would be safe in here.
My own private igloo.
But the cold has numbed my fingertips,
and I fear the frost will bite my limbs,
and I will lose myself
piece by piece.
My waves and waters no longer dance,
for I’m frozen still.
I used to sway
with every pulse
to the music.
All too beautiful and terrifying.
Now I just drift.
Floating like the autumn leaves
swim through the air.
A dandelion swaying dead in summer wind.
I feel like an open book
sitting abandoned on a park bench.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
There’s a calm here, but also a loneliness.
I am yea
What went wrong?Prostituting your morals away,What went wrong?1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
one more night depression free.
If only to keep the loneliness at bay,
what's the harm? It's only another obscenitie!
The innocence and morals of yester years,
like magic and awe of a childhood long spent.
Lost as a cure for insecurity, for fear,
as truth after truth got further bent.
The things once sworn you'd never do,
are regular occurrences from day to day.
So long ago did taboo replace virtue,
as humour becomes a facade to mask the ever grey.
The eyes conceal a blank expression,
and a smile that hides a thousand truths.
For emptiness is now your only possession,
both part and parcel of everyday use.
A hug is valued more than air
beit just a stranger you've now laid bare.
Numbingheart pounding fast,Numbing1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i know this pain will last
it hurt so much to breathe
pain so numbing, i could bleed
every movement causes ache
so horrible I know it's not fake
I don't know what causes it,
but i feel stuck down in a pit,
lost down in an abyss
knowing something is amiss
this pain that injures my heart
is completely ripping me apart
internal dialogueWhy are you cryinginternal dialogue2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don't know
There are the tears
I didn't see them
You should have felt them
You can't move on
Are you... still in love
With a dead person
Because you still love her
I don't know
Not if I don't love her
Come on life is waiting
Death is already here
Stop being negative
I can't Dani
Yes you can
Stop being so difficult
She looks nice
Stop burning bridges
Don't want to
Can't Dani can't
Growing UpAt age 6,Growing Up2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I was young and oblivious
Oblivious of this harsh society
I dreamt of weddings and houses
I tied my hair into pigtails
and wore dresses
that weren't "skimpy" or "slutty"
and I had the biggest smile that everyone saw.
At age 10,
I was hopeful and brainwashed
Hopeful to achieve beauty,
yet brainwashed by society's definition of it.
I dreamt of pleasing boys and
being as beautiful as other girls.
I fixed my hair with bows and hairspray
I wore lip gloss that cracked my lips and
cracked my inner image.
All I craved was the beauty of my outer image.
At age 15, I was depressed and forceful with myself,
depressed with my imperfections
and forceful on how I attacked them.
I've been called disgusting
I forced my body to be beautiful.
I fell in love with boys who saw my attempt at being beautiful
but could never see the imperfections
that lingered beneath my skin.
I constantly cut open my skin,
endlessly searching for perfection.
I wore heavy makeup to conceal my
THE ROAD OF UNDERSTANDINGUnderstand but on the other handTHE ROAD OF UNDERSTANDING2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Give a statement to comprehend
Some sort of question to make a plan
because without a statement
How is anyone meant to understand?
One can go thru the world
yet only seeing dim beams
Flashes of lights in the mid of night
The watchtower of Truth
hiding under a haze of fog
Deep enough to bog down
The saddest soul in any town
Yes without any question
No one can start to comprehend
Whether it be woman or man
One must be given a statement to comprehend
Then the road to understanding can begin.
ReleaseYour are hands aglow with what she asked?Release2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Adressed the acused, "take off your mask".
And what was tightly packed away from the walls,
the threads laborisosly compact in spools,
began to slowly losen, just.
Until an all-mighty tsunami rushed.
And with no time to retreat,
the waves came crashing at her feet,
He wipped his mouth and turned away,
like a child bored of play.
He sat exausted from the toil.
Polluted sea now full of oil.
Racing ThoughtsCall me a sad dudeRacing Thoughts2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I agree with you
but look at what them grades say
even though I hate school
cause I see a bunch of faces
and I think I don't belong
on the verge of anxiety attacks
till I finally get home
shaking like I'm twerking
I'm often called an ass
ex be on my mind
till I realize that's the past
stupid thoughts like dumb hoes
keep it fresh like Mentos
and stay on top of this
that's always been my motto
UntitledHe says he's not looking for loveUntitled2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He doesn't see that he's teasing
He says his love is true
He doesn't see what he's doing to his friend
He says he'll be there always
He doesn't come when needed most
He says he loves me
He doesn't see that I don't see it
They say these things
They don't see that they say it to us all
He treated me so well before
She says through tears, post prom night
He said I was beautiful before
She sneers as she makes another mark, She's pregnant and showing
He always did lie
She proclaims throwing the blade aside
She rises from the floor
A phenix from ashes
She's a Goddess
She needs no one
The gun goes off
The note she leaves, blood.
UntitledYay my first story/poem! This took me a surprisingly short period of time but I hope you will enjoy it none the less.Untitled2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Every Living being on this earth has its own path. Some longer, some shorter. There is no telling what you might find on your journey and what things you may see, but in the end we all meet at the same destination. The fall. Is it fate that leads us to the end of the road, having already set the future for us? Or do our own decisions we make along the road decide which turn we take on our path and who we meet and the places we pass? We might never know. All we are certain of is that instead of wondering of what will become of us or what controls the course of our life, is that we should take the time that has been given to us and enjoy it to our fullest capabilities. Find the one you love and hope that he will love you back no matter how close to the end of your
To RememberTo RememberTo Remember3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
by Joseph E. Gadzinski
I remember walking along the beach
as cool sands filtered through my toes.
Seagulls cheering a new born day
as the foam of the waves ebbed to and fro.
I remember being massaged peacefully, but yet overwhelmed
by the strength of the waters roll from another distant shore.
As the sun grew stronger its hues changed in the kaleidoscope of its nature
my soul felt lifted as to soar into the total admiration of this day.
I remember the feeling of being one, not being detached
as being surrounded in a compassionate embrace.
then 'mazed over the vast canopy of the sky touching all horizons
as I yelled in loudest exclamation of how small I really was; . . .
And then I realized that I was still enveloped in the nurture of this day
as I sat on the damp sands to think, ...
to reflect within myself, ...
UntitledThey tell the teachersUntitled3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To ask me where I've gone
But I am locked away in my own mind
Nevermore, oh nevermore
I spend my time
Worrying about my mother
But I never once remembered
That withering October
When she walked out on me
I could be just a doormat
For things that were never meant for me
For I have never said
God knows why
All he knows now is what I seem to be
Nevermore oh, nevermore
I lost the key to my back door
Nevermore, oh nevermore
When the sun drains out
I'll lay back down
And count the shadows within me
The SighThe sigh that says 'O god not again,The Sigh4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've had a long day when will it end''
The sigh at night that nobody hears,
as you fight the loneliness, the tears.
The sigh of relief as all goes well,
when pride sets in and you feel swell
The sigh of injustice in things you deem wrong,
as you follow orders or plod along.
The sigh of realisation when you've been had,
for the lies of the trusted, stab your back.
When all around you know the truth,
as you fought the world with nail and tooth.
This exhalation of air, making space to take the world in.
So many emotions we expel from within.
As all is laid bare , with that one breath of air"
Who I AmWho I Am4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I AM THE DETERMINATION-the definition of a grudge.
I have the hatred that keeps evil running from my foot
once I turn it into smudge.
I AM THE FIRST STAR-you see on my school logo.
Am I proud to be one of its students?
The right answer is ‘Hell no.’
But I can glow, like the fire I started,
it spreads because it’s wild,
WhateverEnough of the sissy stuffWhatever4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
made sense when I wrote Pain
but it don't make a lick of sense
still talking about it today
I'd just be going on and on
though that's what I love to do
she wasn't one to me
but she might be a ho to you
I really don't care
I just want her behind me
to think I was so lost
that I would want her to find me
I'm so damn gullible
that's why my language gets so colorful
I get pissed off and go to sleep
finally focused on me
and he's not doing too good
but shit, what else is he supposed to be
Together TonightWe would sit together holding hands,Together Tonight4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sharing silent glances and smiles that could take political stands.
Thoughts of you aren't leaving my mind.
Never figured, that with another person, I'd be this intertwined.
Kisses would make my heart skips beats.
With every move you'd make, the same beautiful feeling repeats.
In my stomach, butterflies take residence.
I know this feeling from the evidence.
Holding me in your arms, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
These breathtaking moments, I would forever hold dear.
If I could stay with you tonight, our sense of love will be our eyes in the dark of night.
Could stay awake for hours on end.
Talk about everything, even how we are the others closest and dearest friend.
As our chatter would turn to silence, I would lay my head on your chest and listen to the beat of your heart.
In your dreams is where I would awake, for not even sleep can pull us apart.
RomeoHe proceeds with a heavy heart,Romeo5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He knows my creatures will
devour and abandon
and leave him lying still
But I wait with hopeful eyes-
eyes void of disgrace
and I'll still dream and wonder why
those scars are on his face
I'll sit here in the silence
I crave no company
None can ease my lonely heart
None except for he
He who holds me in my fright
He who loves me so
He who's unafraid of night
Juliet and my Romeo
Wound aroundA composition of decomposition composite of self inflection and narcissismWound around5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Gnarly is it, twisted for yours to be listenin'
Wound around a dozen unbound, set inside, an internal rhyme
Eternal mind eternity in time, turn an eight on to its side
Mind the mine of knowledge placed inside
That's why I'm lounging around I'm a thousand miles above the ground
An unstoppable behemoth, unfeasible you're dreaming if you think you'll stop me before I leave your ears ringing
I'll explode the lines with grenade-type rhymes
Flip the switch and I'll shut off the normal linguistics When I speak in tongues
I go ballistic, balls to the walls, an angel hellbent heaven sent
Fire lights the sky at night and hell beneath your feet, Reach from the ground and pull you down or from the air and leave you dangling there
Upside down this worlds contorted my head I bleed inward, if you try to pierce me the blade comes back towards ya
It's no mystery I'll be set in history but you'll need Listerine to wash the taste