Internal FireThis day will remain until the endInternal Fire22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The time will dry and wilt
Soon the dawn will break
I will be remembering how I felt
My fragile soul will eventually shatter
And with ash I will be surrounded
From the flame that is burning within me
punishing me for what I have hounded
Sleepless nights have gotten under my skin
I am becoming thin and pale
My lips can hardly stretch for a smile
I am tired
I am frail
The sun no longer gives me warmth.
The moon cannot help me breathe.
My soul is departing,
I am ceasing to be.
DeathDeath's got more than a cousin, he's got a whole damn family tree.Death14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Up in that tree, hanging from a rope, you've got a corpse named Me.
The sturdiest branch is named Depression, now that's Death's uncle, and he's holding onto the rope.
He's an intermittent alcoholic, but his family and friends ignore it. It's just him being eccentric, and at least he's not abusing dope.
Depression's got a twin sister, and her name is Mania. She says that she's healthy even though she's flat broke.
Blew all her money on facebook games, now the food budget's been cut short. That's why she's got a daughter named Starvation, a private little joke.
And Depression has a son, he neglects him but he's there.
A young gentleman by the name of Love, every time he sees a pretty girl he stops to stare.
Love's favorite relative is his Grandfather, Psychosis.
Reality seems so sweet until Grandma Hope has one of her fits.
And on the other side, you've got Papa; Pain, the patriarch of the whole outfit.
The motivation fo
ForgetForget2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Forget About Me, Forget About Us.
Forget About The Must To Intertwine In Our Lust.
Forget About The Night We Entangled Into Each Others Arms,
To Kiss, And To Meet Each Other's Charm.
Forget About The Harm You Once Caused Me,
Forget About The Disease You Left With Ease.
Now You Have Forgotten All You Have Done,
The Pain You Dished Out, With Mercy You Had None.
So Leave And Live Your Life, But One Day I Make You Pay.
Happy EndingsSinnerHappy Endings2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
is what you call me,
bestowing upon me a crown of shame
and bitter tears from battered eyes.
is how you describe me,
giving me the task of dodging night shadows in daylight
while my own two clumsy feet carry me into danger.
Tonight's the night,
but nothing feels right.
The lid stays closed
and the knife stays shut away,
but I'll escape one of these days.
is how I feel deep inside,
the words crowding me out of my mind
as icy shadows cling to my bare flesh.
is who I pray to,
the same as yours - loving, accepting, kind-spirited,
but yet it seems my prayers never leave this desolate place.
Tonight's the night,
and something feels right.
The lid inches open
and the knife is awake,
but today isn't my day to escape.
is my case before hardened gazes,
and my heart's ship begins to sink
as your accusing silence meets my injured ears.
is the way I choose to love another girl,
yammering people say, and I wish they'd
leave me alone for just one damn
Cross-section of a Momenti hate you,Cross-section of a Moment2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
his melancholy mouth cries
whispers the tears slipping from his eyes
while in his heart
the last i love you
Slumber WhisperYou are the artistSlumber Whisper3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of my genuine smile;
One of the smartest--
Making my life worthwhile.
De-illuminated descentFalling ever backwards into the black againDe-illuminated descent8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A revolving darkness that warps me up tightly never ends
There is only so much control an id can take
Only so much pressure for the ego cracks and breaks
Feeling like Pluto missing the light and constant warmth
With the weight of the world holding me from moving forth
Who can pull me from this hidden gap
What can release me from this mentally manifested trap
A pitfall that always seems to drag me in
The rut that makes me begin to hate my skin
Darker are the thoughts of death that constantly creeps like a flood that will never cease
Until She reaches for me in the darkness to be the light of my release.
She is the tiniest spark of hope that never dies
She is the one that saves me as she looks into my eyes
Always close to me, but yet so far away
I wish I could reach for her…reach for her everyday
But depression holds me tight like a demon to a soul
SO until I beat this darkness, I feel I will never be whole
Deceitful LiarI fabricate lies into existence and twist tales into elaborate truths,Deceitful Liar13 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My personality is a patchwork quilt with stitches of deceit and betrayed trust,
one that began many years ago and still continued to this day,
The needles and pins of hard cold metal have begun to rust away
one by one they fall from the material, unravelling my disguise,
until I lay bare, my shame and manipulation clear to the world's eye.
EclipseShe's the daughter of the sunEclipse15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And the moon,
She has stardust in her hair,
In her lips.
Her eyes are just planets
Out of space.
She leaves starry footprints
She blinds everybody
With all of
Makes everything warm
When she shines
The sky got much brighter
A drop of her magic
Never SatisfiedIt would've been wiser to savor the victory of successNever Satisfied21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
indtead of us wallowing in each end day's bitterness
Brace yourself for another storm, their warning said
Unless you want early graves and epitaphs, instead
The specter of what could've been
was just enough to do us both in
We wore kid gloves for far too long
Dependent on vices that led to wrong
Then anxiety like a tidal wave knocked us flat
It stored contentment away where vultures sat
Though we spat out the salt from the open wounds
it became a misbegotten journey into haunted rooms
But, .try to understand that:
We'll never be satisfied, no matter what we receive
We'll never be pacified, no matter who's air we breath
Due to the demise of self-reliance in favor of chemicals
Forever hoping numbness will grant half-assed miracles
It's only led to the birth of a smile that now lacks reliability
and obliterated the designs that grant wisdom to serenity
I Want To Be A Evil GeniusLex Luthor (Full Version)I Want To Be A Evil Genius2 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For a long time
A comic book superhero
Who would arrive
Always in the nick of time
I would like to be
A evil genius
Be his Lex Luthor
I have lately
To the heavens
For some sign
A red blur
Across the skyline
The S across his chest
I heard about
For all my life
Was told was there
I do not know
I don't see it at all
He tries to change history
When he forgets
Where he came from
Doesn't he understand
She made so many
So he could have
A chance in this world
Maybe he needs
When he gets righteous
To put him
In his place
Be his Lex Luthor
With a rock
To bring him to his knees
I would like to be
His Lex Luthor!
It was always your chose..Red Flashing LightsIt was always your chose..3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All her chances
Were taken away
Made long ago
Would come back
To haunt her
She saw the red flashing lights
And her cell phone rang
She told him
On one rainy day
Wanted to see him again
But when her world
Down around her
He was there
He learn't long ago
That is what
She could never see
He was there all along
Never really gone
Until the night
The red flashing lights
And her chances
Were all gone
The red flashing lights
And her chances
Were all gone...
Falling AgainIm falling againFalling Again4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In to the dark place
My happines is dead
My depression is awake
I want to go up,
but it just pull me under
I want to scream i want to cry,
But im just hidding under a mask
I just want to be free,
But my depression wont let me leave
And i keep falling
Again and Again
Till I can finally get rid of this pain
composeddown the wellcomposed7 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
dove to swim
don't think I can
UntitledYes okay maybe my fears seem stupid or silly or not understandable to you but to me they are scary.My fears are not easy to face specially since i have been facing them for years now and they are real to me. I do my best but you cant expect me to get over them just like that. I don't expect you to understand my fears I just want you to support me when I do get scared and not judge me for having those fears. I mean do you think i like being cared of the things i am of course not but i cant help how i feel. I Hate feeling weak, scared and helpless but somefimes i feel those things an when i do i panic an hyperventalate i find it hard to breath an i cry uncontrollably. My body shakes an trembles so much you can feel it. I have some rational an irrational fears i know this so i dont need anyone telling me these fears are mine an mine alone. Everyone's different and has a fear of some kind deep down weather they admit them or not its there. I am not perfect because i am human an humans by nUntitled11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A Sigh of NothingHe doesn't seem to get it,A Sigh of Nothing12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And I don't seem to care,
Because what's the point in having
Something that's never there,
He asks if I will miss him,
If his lost presence will be felt?
Part of me wished not to answer,
Not to look at him and melt,
I said "Just because I'm leaving,
Doesn't mean I didn't love you so,
Doesn't mean I want to depart,
Doesn't mean I want to let you go;
It's hard to say these feelings,
God, it's hard to know your heart!
For I hate you with a passion,
Yet love you like an art..."
I could see him thinking
Of the words he wished to say,
Perhaps a long forgiveness
Asking me to take him back today,
Perhaps a sigh of nothing,
Things happen, people change?
You live your life,
Making the best of what remains;
He said "I would say something,
Honestly I would,
But right now I just feel nothing,
Honestly I wish I could."
His voice was filled with sadness,
His face composed just so,
I wish he'd be a man,
Let his feelings be exposed,
As tears began to fall,
As I tried to say g
Final BowI don't think you understandFinal Bow14 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
th-those words on th-that screen...
just seeing them shatters my core,
were I not able to read them
I would still know what they mean.
I don't want my heart in pieces
lying tattered on the ground...
just the thought hurts my fragile soul,
and I can't hope to forget them––
what is not lost must be found.
And I wish you understood
th-that I'm dying right now...
knowing I've lost you already––
before you were ever called mine––
I yearn for the final bow.
Desolationplease hand me another pair of those rose-tinted glassesDesolation18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I no longer have the desire to see the gray-headed masses
those who wish to gnaw until I no longer care to exist
but death is a temptation I should try hard to resist
bleached defleshed bones cover my leaf bed
another blighted desert finds my will dead
I sure wish I was immune to nightmare cries
quarantine my room again, I don’t much mind
the lustful vultures circle overhead once more
shrewed eyes and voracious lips ready to score
a meal from the heart of a naive fool such as I
but if I bleed not enough
I'm not worthy of love's lie
I tend to scare all away with the look on my wan face
no one can ever overcome it or this damn desolate place
because my brain is overheated and I long ago lost my glue
but who'd care to repair it when there are other souls to undo ?
CowardYou can’t handle the truth in the things you doCoward21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You can’t face the reality that is the selfish you
You hide in the dark and protest your worth
never accepting the you at your very worst
But it’s okay to hiding from the bright lights
I mean, responsibility doesn’t matter, right?
Content to skate on thin ice and become
another damn rabbit constantly on the run
Too deluded to face the music and admit defeat
You refuse to acknowledge it, you just retreat
So stand still, stay silent, own up to your own cowardly face
Look at the reflection in the cracked mirror and take your place
The deer that's caught in the headlights of an oncoming car
that'll make you wake the hell up as it leaves another scar
Yeah, you, the face I see every single daunting day
The enemy I can’t win against, a fight fought in vain
Tarnished GoldCome and play the faceless gameTarnished Gold22 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where there are no hearts to claim
Born of masks and bitter sorrow
Abandon now all that's hallow
Catch a glimpse and mark it well
Let it guide you through this hell
It is this you must remember
When there remains not an ember
In the darkness you will scream
Ever mourning a fading dream
Weary now you embrace the cold
Silent tears for tarnished gold
Too LongToo long since I last saw your faceToo Long1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Time passes by and we grow old
My canvas remains an empty space.
Time passes by and hearts grow cold.
All our moments that have passed,
The ties that binds us like a ring
have unraveled, nothing last.
it is now another broken thing.
Promises that we still try to keep
Have we done all we could?
is it all in vain? Do we weep
as two crossed stars lovers would?
The canvas is blank, time passed us by.
We are left wondering why.
the widowed man‘Come with me,’ she cried,the widowed man1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
‘Steal the horseman’s ride,’
‘And come to my sunken paradise,’
So on the horse, I went roaring,
Against the cold stone tile flooring,
Taking each frozen breath for sacrifice,
While the sky seemed rather dreary,
I soldiered on, fearing,
For the poor ghost girl and her blessed soul,
And as I got closer,
I felt my blood go sober,
And I saw that poor girl hanging from a pole,
And as I awake with a deafening scream,
I see the golden band gleam,
And suddenly I feel my throat go suffocatingly tight,
As I grab the glass of purity,
I’m filled with such surety,
That I will never, ever win this goddamned fight.