the astrologists.there was a boy i once knew.the astrologists.5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
He used to teach me about the universe—
how planets are actually small atoms that
make up galaxies, and how the stars we see
are really just particles that make up infinity.
He taught me the forgotten history behind the stars,
and how they were so much more
than just flaming orbs of gas.
"The stars were once worlds,"
he would tell me.
"They once were planets,
and now that's all they have left to be."
there was a boy i once knew,
and he used to teach me about Fiddler's Green
and Spaceship Earth. He told me what to say
to a person who's dying, and why astrologists
are the people to go to when you can't find your way.
"The astrologists were once mages,"
he would tell me, his wings
itching to be free.
"They once were lovers,
and now that's all they have left to be."
He used to talk for hours about what
he imagined it felt like to be reincarnated,
and why you feel most alive when you're
almost dead. He used
Stardust.I built my hallucinations fromStardust.3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
-through the nebula haze
and vines of constellations
all I see is your face
and I slowly fall down on earth
because I know it is only in my mind.
But all the purple voices whisper
how anything can be real
if you just believe in it.
And I believe in you.
Orior Oriri Ortus Per Sol SolisOrior Oriri Ortus Per Sol SolisOrior Oriri Ortus Per Sol Solis5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
never have I wanted to swallow
someone’s words before yours,
but that was before the sun began to rise,
and now I crave the sunlight.
like an addict swallows down EXTC,
i’d embrace the hallucinations
the after-effects burn in my chest,
flutter in my stomach,
and redden my eyes.
smoke escapes my lips,
my fingers begin to curl,
and leaving me with cutis anserina.
the vivid substantiality you leave
has me in an external space,
reaching for daylight as I envision it in my sleep,
craving to taste your poetry.
because my friend, you claim to be empty,
and a mess, and torn,
but the genesis of your poetic genius
is the height of complete beauty.
i crave your poetry like a crack fiend.
you may have been the girl,
stuck between the pages of books
you had never read and fell for those you never met,
but I am the boy that adores the sun, too.
a different type, but still brings the same light.
you have a gift,
strengthto have a strength so resplendentstrength2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the ocean cowers
its waves ebbing at your toes
the sunshine waits
asks your permission to glow
a man or woman so desperately in love
will wait endless years
to see you smile and feel that power
emanate over everything they know
and wait another timeless time
hoping for you to love them back
It doesn't matterIt doesn't matterIt doesn't matter6 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
The rhyme, the words
It doesn't really matter
Actually, nothing matters
Not pain, not joy, not even the bottle dulling this void
Nothing at all
I tried to explain
Tried to find words
But I failed
Because you can't possibly fill a hole with words, you can't cover the pain with sweet soothing words, you just can't replace feelings with meaningless words. You just can't.
But I tried anyway.
And this is me trying again.
Playing with pain.
Playing with heart and my soul
And it's alright. Until it's not.
I wrote so many things
Rhyming my life into a poem
Trying to make it dramatically foreign
Broken hearted in all its glory
But where do I start?
Where to begin?
Why this feels wrong?
Why so much pain?
And I can't
I can't fill you with words
I can't bring back the life
I can't write a new world
Can't say my good byes
Once I said I am not a writer
That I am only being a dreamer
And I believed myself
I took a c
Love Is Not A Crime.Sweetheart you are so scared,Love Is Not A Crime.4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I am too.
We have been through so much
But have yet to kiss in public.
Darling don't be afraid,
Take my hand.
Together we are strong
No matter what they think.
Trust that we can.
I love you,
Isn't that enough?
Angel answer me,
I know you can hear me.
Please don't ignore me,
I don't know what to do.
Baby be mine,
don't leave me.
Love is not a crime
We were so beautiful together.
Lover look at me!
What is so wrong that you can't bear to be around me?
Is it that I am a girl?
The same gender as you?
Honey how could you?
Turn your back on me!
Pretend our love never happened!
I miss you more than you will ever know.
goddesssky mother, i buried myself once.goddess5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
i was not as seedling, just a cutting, but in the arms of
father earth, not sure where to go,
i faced the sun. do you want to meet him again? you can't see him
today, but he left shards of himself in me,
my love, you would like him.
He is forever, like the ocean, but while it's gentle, and warm, and bright.
i once dropped a basket of wildflowers onto his heart and he planted them there.
(and i hope he isn't like the others, i hope he doesn't let them drown.)
because, sometimes, i wish i weren't as delicate as those
forget-me-nots i braid into
my hair, i love too much and need even more.
my lips still tingle with his laughter
wisdom, you were always a storyteller, so
why am i not the same, why are there
stars trapped in my ribcage and nebulae bursting in my heart,
how long will it take this constellation veined girl to find herself again?
leaves greedy teeth tasting selenicyou may be a corpse-reaperleaves greedy teeth tasting selenic17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
but even gods will decompose &
what's dysphoric transit
without cyanosis bones?
Lost RoadI walked alone for too long.Lost Road2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
The air tastes stale and dries my lips.
The future puts its weight on me.
It feels heavy enough to sink ship.
I’ve never liked winter.
It’s always been too cold for my liking.
A catalyst for dark thoughts.
A catalyst for lonely days.
But I never let it get to me.
I always walked on
With close ones always walking behind me.
At times they seem out of sight.
At times I could almost hold their hands.
I’m always afraid of what will become of me
But music calms me.
Though today it all sounds like white noise.
The frequencies hit my cerebrum as random as my thoughts are born.
I’m just as lost as anybody else.
Wandering these plains.
I don’t belong but I keep walking blindly.
Because it’s the only things I know how to do.
Besides, the only other option is end my journey.
Without ever knowing
What’s beyond the tall grass.
I’ve been told that
This place is dangerous.
We are all alone. Together.
We’re only starting
Once apon a wish.I wish you there! when my heart dose brakeOnce apon a wish.5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
so very often this for the worlds sake
I try to bare all, for this life so wrong
but to heal it takes time oh my word so long
All I ask is a comforting hand
someone to be there when no one else can
To live in such pain and unloved despair
To find all freedom is a lie and unfair
But in my life time this will not be
to air as human and set our self's free
I love you all from the depth of my soul
and maybe one day I will find myself whole.
Behind these eyesHis songsBehind these eyes5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
they haunt me
seem to fade
the only thing
me feel okay
my own walls
Hides a girl
was nice and kind
for this world
people took from her
until there was
and the world
Until other people came
and showed her
a new place
a new day
Then her heart
started to beat again
and she smiled
But the world
wasn't done with her
and it tried
to take and take
So she hid away
behind castle walls
and healed from
the world of hate
When she finally
But her walls
in her walls
The walls meant
to keep things out
instead Keep her inside
with all her fears
My Warrior Childreni look into their eyes,and though they are not empty,i know they arent seeing very clearMy Warrior Children3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
i watch my legacy struggle for the words to express their distress
my baby boys,lost in a word of blurs and loud noise
a hug from dad,a simple gesture of love,can be enough to send them spiraling
their struggle is theirs alone,im just along for the ride
"daddy tickle me please"and then its to much,just like that they can detach and fall out of touch
then tears come because they dont know how to explain,that what was just making them laugh is now driving them insane
a scream in frustration,i see the agony in ones eyes as the other looks to me to explain
all i can do is love them,but it never seems like enough
why do these little miracles have to suffer like this?
mirror images of me at that age,but for them its difficult just to engage
what do you do when love isint the answer?
how do i help them as i watch them be consumed by this form of mental cancer
theres nobody to blame,no finger to poin
Both of my children suffer from thisThese Are Some Things About SPDBoth of my children suffer from this5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every morning it starts out rough,
My anxiety is bothering me, I've had enough,
I can't take a bath it hurts too much,
There are just things I can not touch.
To wear any clothes they're itchy and hard,
I have to be naked, can't play in the yard,
I have no friends I play all alone,
I hope to have more by the time I've grown.
I never sit still anymore at school,
No way to focus without a sensory tool,
Acting bad in class to hide my shame,
I can't hold a pencil or spell my name.
Lights for me are just too bright,
Makes me panic and hold mom tight,
Many sounds really bother me,
I have spd can't you all see.
Their are many things I have to avoid,
Some were things that I once enjoyed,
I don't want hugs and I will wipe off your kiss,
being affectionate I sometimes miss.
I don't like the way that some things smell,
I don't speak so I can not tell,
I overreact to cuts and bug bites,
I am still a child, I do have rights.
Black GoldIt was a cold,Black Gold5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, you could hear
the snap in the air.
The thunder came
without a warning,
and trapped us all
in deep despair.
Our lungs were filled
with coal dust and powder.
Soon there was
no light to see.
We must have prayed
for several hours,
before we realized
Our bodies are trapped
in this here mountain.
These caved in walls
have become our grave.
Our blessings are few,
but we still count them;
for only the faithful
does Jesus save.
We heard their voices
Yeah, they were crying;
screaming our names
through the earth and stone.
Oh, we were alive,
but we were dying.
Jesus was calling
our spirits home.
i'm a paradigm of self-destructionsnap your marlboro bones &i'm a paradigm of self-destruction12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
grind them into watercolors -
bay-water boy, paint your brains
on the wallpaper like a sinner's
sermon; you won't wilt the way
that deities do, you solipsist:
you're just a suicide drone.
Content.I went searchingContent.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ended up finding you
love poem from a suicidal personI need youlove poem from a suicidal person3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
like I need a hole in the head
I Didn't Thinki. Your wolf grinI Didn't Think6 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
burned brighter than
the sun-drop days that we
At the end of our short
paradise I would
watch the candle-wax sun
as it dripped down
a canvas of colour, and somehow
it always called to mind the
vivid shape of your upturned lips
and the way that dimple would arch up
recklessly like I used to arch up and
linger into your embrace and I recalled
the sharp gleam in your laughing eyes
as you dared me to ever
try and forget about you.
You etched your words into my
sun burnt skin but eventually
they faded into-
ii. A crisp reminder
written in the warm scale of
leaves, falling like I did for you
and now I fold them up into little
squares and place them in
my pocket (because you said that
lockets meant death) but
I just want them safe, somewhere
the winds cannot steal them
from the fragile grasp of my
aching fingertips or
clear away your smirking breath
that lounges like a coat on my shoulders.
Memories aren’t tangible
and you never believed in metaphors
it's the pain we feeltears drip down my cheeks likeit's the pain we feel1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
melting wax slides down candles;
burning my eyes until they are bloodshot,
they scream for the heart to stop feeling
the heartache that grows inside the chest.
Roses Can Change.White roses make youRoses Can Change.1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
because they remind you
To see you smile
and take the pain
from your eyes,
I'd prick each of my
and drip my blood
onto each velvet petal
that adorns the snaking vine
so that the red roses
will make you think
YesterdayyesterdayYesterday1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
i nearly disposed of
and i still have to wake
up, caked in a layer of
unfeeling burn marks, just
to be swallowed by crowds
of ignorance again.
just because i'm not
coughing up a lung
doesn't mean i'm not
sick, and if you won't
help me slay this monster
by giving me over to a
hospital for souls, it's your
own damn fault i'm never
Fantasise Instead.Why can't you just shut upFantasise Instead.1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
and make room for all those
little hopes and dreams
that you hide away
Then maybe you'd get a bigger picture
and see how we see you.
Would you like it?
I'd just die to find out.
possessionhow much of you do I ownpossession2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the crescents between
, the inflection of your voice,
your opinions on Descartes
and physics and the
will you spill them into my hands
like red wine,
can I call them mine
By the stairsAs I sit by the stairsBy the stairs3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look out the window
And see the sun sparkle
On the freash snow
It seems I can't
Can't please anyone anymore
If I work I work to hard
Ifi sit I don't work at all
Help me I'm stuck
In a rut
Going in circles and
Round and round I go looking for a way out
The stairs give me peace for some reason
Perhaps because I work my why up
Only to be knock down again
So I say why
Why why must the world
Be so cruel
At least I feel safe
By the stairs