Holding OnThe jagged cliff beneath me,Holding On11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hours go on by,
No strength left to pull myself up,
My time to die.
Bleeding from my fingers,
Impossible to make it,
To the coming dawn.
Those on the other side of the valley,
Scream for me to never let go,
But their arms aren’t shaking,
They will never know.
They scream for someone,
Who still stands on my side,
To help me escape the abyss,
That smirks at me so wide.
You stand by my hands,
Looking down at me,
Do you think I have potential?
Is there anything you see?
You’re the only one who can save me,
With your strength and your power,
If you let me go,
The pit will devour.
My fingers start to slip,
We’re running out of time,
Will this be the last one?
The last loving rhyme?
As I lose my grip,
Just know that I love you,
And it all rode on your shoulders,
Guess I know what you’d do.
My eyes close,
I feel the wind rushing by,
Now is the time,
For me to die.
Then it all stops,
Am I dead or alive?
Did you rescue me?
Or did I
AnthropologyRepeat experimentAnthropology15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
until data is reliable,
a scientific method,
proven and trusted,
long but certain.
Numbers in a table,
streams of data
all needed to come to
that one small
but significant thing,
But that's science,
and all the data
is too much to handle.
Cut out the data
that isn't needed.
There's a lot of hot air
and bugs in the code,
all that can be cleaned out.
Because all that's needed
to form a conclusion
is a few simple facts.
And those facts
will be hidden behind
all the other data,
which is why it's better
to ignore it.
Look at the key points.
Ignore the rest.
This isn't an experiment.
It doesn't need to be
it just needs to be right.
This Is Not a Crime SceneNo need to hide the bodies,This Is Not a Crime Scene19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
they won't see them
even if they're in plain sight.
No need to dust the shelves,
they'll pretend it's clean.
No need to cover up,
they'll do it for you
ingroundwet blue velvet, what a nightinground2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
this smooth stone isn't mine
does it matter? I'm tied up
having a deep-end adventure
I'm Done.You disrespect, first cry then rageI'm Done.2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mind went off like a hand grenade
Mentioned all that I've ever said and done
As if this were a war that couldn't be won
You spit out so much smoke you smother the fire
And my sanity is approaching the end of its wire
You scream and wail 'til my ears start bleeding
Like a scratched record that doesn't stop repeating
But I'm used to this arbitrary psychotic fit
So I bite my tongue and hope to forget
'Cause I know it's not what you really mean
But life's too short and I'm running out of steam
It's just the same old story with a different tune
And I know that it'll all be over soon
So I try to bide what time I have left
As you rant and yell and I start to go deaf
But this fight's been making me irresistibly weary
And I hide the pain that makes me unbearably teary
Though I die inside as your words start bending
My soul cries out for a different ending
My mental walls crumble from years of erosion
As I finally feel myself losing my sense of caution
Untitled #1I couldnt stop myself from laughingUntitled #13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
we were spinning around in that room,
any tread of mind led us to a dim
although I wanted to play your mind games
to be aside of what's new.
but you should know...
my heart is sick, and
free as it can get
I've end up with my jaw broken again.
what about the humour?
WriterWriterWriter4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have an unmatched skill for creating vast worlds both through facts and pure imagination. Your mind is full of creativity, artistry, and expression. You heart gracefully guides your hands as you work to bring what is truly your spirit to life. You were truly meant to guide the world with your words.
Budded ClawsThe fog seeps closer,Budded Claws4 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Concealing the houses across the street,
And the road out front,
And the laughing children,
Who scream their silly screams,
Echoing against bladed grass
The trees turn red,
With arms reaching out,
Grasping and gasping,
Budded claws cut thick air,
And sway in the stiff wind
The lizard with the badger face,
Watches with a smirk,
And swinging back and forth,
Small paws clasped together,
Silhouetted against grey sky,
Gloomy and textured,
With a pinch of painted silence,
And a dash of cold distace,
And a collection of precise hatred
remember me, recall who we wereand i will trace the memories,remember me, recall who we were6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
as they sink bruises into my skin, so supple and fragile
like love notes, you left a symphony on my heart
and now, slowly, the music dies.
i worshipped at the altar,
and I sacrificed it all— to you, you, you
dripped my blood in the bowl
and still the demons demand more
because even the darkness shrouds the light.
and the wind is lonely when it meets the rain,
it says please do not look at me,
i am not who I once was
as the bottles grind under my feet
I do not bleed, but i taste the blood all the same, and it is like metal,
and it feels like choking.
we are not meant to be this way,
alone in the puddles of dark,
but this is a baptism
and every part of me is unclean,
i can still feel every memory
lingering on a still tongue like the taste
i craved, and hated
and they will not vacate my mind.
the words are not all they were,
and they cannot bend to fit what i need.
I have never felt more lost
and then again, I dropped my lantern
The Days are WaterThe days are waterThe Days are Water6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
dripping, dropping globules
falling from somewhere high,
past the clouds,
past the trees,
past the hands of the thirsty
trembling on their knees.
I Guess It Could Be TrueYou can't kill me when I'm already dying.I Guess It Could Be True6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Drowning of Lucy HallowsThey came in the early morningThe Drowning of Lucy Hallows9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the rising sun illuminated the mist, setting it ablaze
Where it swamped the roads and leeched from the forest
Vapor parted as they paraded their way
To my front door, halting for dramatic effect
Aura of hate hung heavy in the air
Like miasma: suffocating, smothering, toxic
They could barely wait to have my head
Populous hate. Airy suspicions narrowed to a javelin of detest
Hurled at my door. They sought to pierce my home, my body, my supposedly-tainted soul
How I wished they would leave me be!
But alas, such desires were foolish child's-thought
They came for me because I was a woman at the tender age of nineteen
With sun-tanned skin, and calloused hands
Living alone, unmarried and independent
I must have been a witch, devil's pawn, pagan wench
For what other reason would I shirk the married life
Unless I was married already to the Lord of Hell?
It was blasphemy, the things they accused me of
And they knew it
But they needed a neck for hanging, lungs fo
EqualityI’m sorry, but whoEquality11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
do you think you are
to judge other people’s
When will people
not be judged by the color
of their skin,
but the content of their
Why do other people’s personal matters cause you to panic?
Why can’t two women walk down the street hand in hand?
Speaking of streets,
why can’t a woman walk down one alone at night
without being seen as a victim
and why can’t a man walk down one
without being seen as a predator?
I’m sorry, but it’s none of your business
what goes on behind closed doors
and why is a woman who sleeps around
but not a man who does the same
called a whore?
Why can’t men wear pink dresses
And women suits and ties
Why do genders have to conform
to society’s view of normality?
Why does your gender have to do
with household chores,
and what does your race have to do
with your intelligence?
Why do people think that there can’t
be something between the line?
Do we have to comply with
newspapers are not ways to learn(how she died)newspapers are not ways to learn13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to think it was unfair,
I went looking blindly for the answer.
Just one word would be okay.
Now I know how valuable
The waiting game can be.
(if I knew then, more things would've been shouted and less would've been whispered)
shatteredYou never apologize for what you doshattered13 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm filled with sorrow but I push trough
I know a 'sorry' wont fix a broken plate
But it will help the pieces feel in place
Every one is a porcelain doll
We break and crack at every word you say
Yes, it's small but it can grow
Soon we're all shattered on the floor
No matter what you say it won't get any better
We pick up the pieces and walk away
A new part of the mask on are face
A cut will heal but a scar can last forever
Words are weapons same as guns
We can only last until we're
The Hole WithinMy wrists cry because I can't,The Hole Within20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
wet and dripping sore
no dishonesty in bleeding out
the moments I adored.
I cherished them,
I wanted more
I wanted to believe that for
the sake of love,
the sake of a fight,
I would still turn out all right,
but my mind is only little bits
fragmented shards of me
and all the pieces I believed to fit,
cracked where I couldn't see.
I don't want to fix it, I don't,
I want to heal and know I won't,
For I'm not built of the weakness
that makes strong people lie
when they hurt but feign fondness
to avoid a need to cry.
Don't avoid the hole within you,
don't pretend it isn't there
It exists because it has to
saying it doesn't isn't fair.
kurokhd519there is a simple aura about her that i cannot placekurokhd5191 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
how her hair cascades down her shoulders
like water tumbling down rocks
her eyes catch the light like
the moon with the sun.
the side of my arm
her speech flows with no mistake. you are still there
this flawed perfected throws me off-
it hurts because you don't notice it.
it comes with every movement.
you expect it.