Tell me you see meTell me you see me...Tell me you see me2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Not the boy smiling
in the reflection of your eyes,
the green pool which
he had so readily dived into.
No, not that pathetic imitation
of joyful emotion
the authentic personification
lying at that boy's feet.
Can't you see me?
I imagine I must be there
though within the pool
of your eyes
I can only find
that deceiving mask of an individual,
from that disgusting imitation of joy.
Come you must see!
I am here!
Not the boy you see standing
but instead the boy
holding the floor
it offers me the comfort of closeness,
the boy shrouded in darkness
the obscurity that becomes him.
Tell me you see me.
Tell me you aren't bli
requiem boys.violet-minded,requiem boys.2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
you lack the need to let go;
but i am enough of a burden for both of us.
my ribs are in debt
and my heart was foreclosed two days ago
i love you so.
and sometimes i wonder why
i am so dumb and numb
because it's you
on finding yourself.finding yourself feels a lot like losing yourself at first.on finding yourself.2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
remember, that moment of free fall scares the shit out of everyone,
but part of becoming who you want to be is tearing up the foundations
and rewriting yourself.
it's facing down your demons instead of burying them,
it's learning how hard change is
change is the most difficult thing;
on the bad days,
keep your head up
remind yourself where you want to be
instead of hating who you are.
self-acceptance is a fragile thing,
learn to wear it on your breath
so it is the first thing you smell every morning
wear it in your ears
so you don't need to hear it from anyone else
say 'I am enough'
you are enough.
hold it up to the light and admire the way
it makes you grow like grass towards the sun.
you won't drag me where I don't want to gowhenever it overwhelms meyou won't drag me where I don't want to go2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the white noise and the trash talk and
the blood dripping down peeling walls
close my eyes
count to ten in Spanish
hum a Japanese song and remind myself
I can't be the only one who wants peace
can't be the only one who sees
what's behind the curtain and can't be the only one
with open eyes and open heart and no matter where it's at
seeks opportunity to find community and common ground and
pushes for the world to be turned upside down
uniting in commonality
and not hate-once it fades, who do you accept as your fate-
hate only gets you so far and alliances break and in time you'll wonder where you are
(people are people no matter how far)
I'd rather sleep on a bed I made myself than
drag the world down and never listen to the other side
shoot innocents with poisoned words and watch the world burn
while calling myself savior.
HerShe'd been cryingHer10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As seen in the wateriness of her eyes,
He face twisted as
She let her tears roll down her cheeks
No one would save her because
They didn't care about her
Or her problems
And never bothered to even look at her as she cried,
And she was surrounded by so many people
But in all of her life,
She'd never felt so alone.
WHY?!?Why?!?WHY?!?17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
They ask so much. Why? Why the fuck do they ask so much?! „Why do you cut yourself? Why do you lie to me? Why can't you stop? Why won't you let me help you?“ They want answers. But I can't answer. I don't know why I do these things. I just do this shit. I don't need any help or such thing. I just need to be alone. Leave me alone. I want to think about this. Alone! So go the fuck! Go! Leave me alone. I swear I can handle this. I wouldn't cut yself. Not today.
Long Gone.Nobody ever seemed to understand.Long Gone.20 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Understand the pain and the heartbreak.
Picture a twig snapping several times.
That's me, me and my soul.
It's snapped into millions of peices.
The peices are like stars.
Millions of them burning.
Millions of them spreading apart.
Dear my only friend,
You understand what today means, because well i write everything on your pearl white sheets. You know me and all my thoughts, thoughts that could kill a thousand angels.
See, you know all my darkest secrers but do you actully understand? You never talk back, never say a single word, your mute. Thats maybe why i tell you everything... do you reemember what today is?
Did I tell you that today, this was my last ever speech. This is the last day page of a year filled diary. My last extract.
Today is the day i hand my mother this book, maybe it bring herout of her drunken bubble. Maybe she might remember i exist, instead of only focusing on the bottle and it's contents.
She might love the daughter she never ra
Questions that roamWhy do I have to feel grim every dayQuestions that roam2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But when I talk I don’t have much to say?
Why did I open myself and love you?
I thought you felt the same, I thought you loved me too
This hurt will never fade away
It’ll be here, through sunny days or clouds of grey
Do I hate you? Maybe I should
You betrayed me, you hurt me like no one could
I looked back and just wished,
Wished that my past self was just that bit more selfish
Then it would’ve been you lying, crying and dying
I don’t know or care what the future might bring
I only know that now, I am simply hurt,
That there is no haven now, no place of comfort
All these feelings I have I hope will one day die
But until then it is only myself I can trust, myself I can confide.
Ice coldHis heartIce cold2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Like the marble slab
Which now marks her grave
Patiently lying in wait
That he may one day come and join her
Together in death
It's Kind of PatheticIt's kind of pathetic,It's Kind of Pathetic2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This way that I feel,
So torn up and broken,
Like I'm no longer real.
Over something as trivial,
As a four-letter word,
That from others is easily spoken.
It's kind of pathetic,
That someone can break me,
Because they refuse to see,
That every rejection eats away,
Every good feeling I have,
It flat out ruins my day.
I'm not as strong as I need to be.
It's kind of pathetic,
That all I feel is poetic,
When I can't find the words,
That I need when I need em'.
But I can't change it,
Trust me I've tried,
And many a time my feelings died.
It's kind of pathetic,
This life that I lead,
But I'll try to change it,
And get kicked back into place.
Every time I try I fall on my face,
And you want to know the worst part?
I've tried so hard, I lost my heart.
Clinically Juvenile"Just teen angst," chuckles the doctorClinically Juvenile2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as he writes me off with an unintelligible scrawl.
I guess depression doesn't count for me.
Pain is only valid when you're old enough to feel it.
I forget to remember that I can't know how it feels
to be lost in the black abyss of my own subconscious.
I lose myself in self-absorption,
because how bad could my problems really be?
Shouldn't have popped my last two smiles this morning;
I leave this sterile haven without my manufactured brand
of chemical personality.
Dopamine doesn't come easy without it.
When the world is grey...“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” - Laurell K. HamiltonWhen the world is grey...2 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When the world is grey, I want to die.
The only thing I can see
is the spray of blood on my arms.
Lines of red bloom across my forearms
cutting across old bumpy scars.
The pain is relief,
a twisted logic,
that I can still feel.
But when the world crushes me
it isn't enough.
When the world is grey
Lies, rumours and backstabbers"It’s hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it."Lies, rumours and backstabbers3 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When my back is turned
Lies drip out of sneering mouths,
Knives are wedged into my back
Yet if I turn around
Smiles and compliments flood over me
but with double meanings that leave snickers and whispers.
The daggers of hate are embedded into my back.
I pull out each one, only for them to be replaced.
I doubt all my friends
they create new wounds each day.
But I'll be strong
It'll all change someday.
[Obsessed]Am I the Bitter one?[Obsessed]6 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Or all I did was just to make you feel better.
Either that or to become a better person.
Anyway hope you can end this obsession already.
It's neither Productive nor Healthy.
Feeling Better ?
Hope and PrideHope & PrideHope and Pride17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hope & pride are mostly two different things. But sometimes hope & pride are nearly the same. Sometimes you hope that you can carry your pride with you. You won't lose your pride. But you can't give up. You still hope for the best. But often your pride stands in your way. So you ask yourself: „Should I give up my pride for this chance or should I carry it still with me & just hope?“. Just you can answer this question. Noone else. You must find your own way. It's your life. So do your thing. Live your life like you want. But watch your family & friends. You'll need them.
No conscience“A coward talks to everyone but YOU.” - Shannon L AlderNo conscience3 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The rumours flood out of my mouth
going so fast I can barely breathe.
I don't know who is crumbling
but as our sneers widen I feel nothing.
It's just another way to fit in.
No harm from words.
I feel sick in my stomach
but if I stop now I'll be rejected
I'll be out there facing a laughing crowd.
My conscience is just in the way.
Popularity is everything.
ForeverForeverForever17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I will fight. I won't give in. I won't give up. I keep fighting forever. Until you love me. Like I do. I love. I'm not insane. I swear. Iwouldn't hurt you or your girlfriend. I swear that I do nothing. I love you. When you're happy. I'm too. I love you & won't lose you. Darling I need you! Please don't ignore me or something. Just stay with me. Until the end.
RSD - Reflex Sympathetic DistrophyEveryday she deals with the painRSD - Reflex Sympathetic Distrophy1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Another day, another fire
Her own personal hell
That's what she tells herself
She gets up every morning
Feeling worse than the last
Her body can't decide
Some days are so painful
She just wants to hide
And wish it all away
Judged by people who don't even know
What she has to deal with
She parks in the handicap
You can't see it but the short distance
Sometimes feels like a mile
She wears sweats and fuzzy socks
So as not to irritate her skin and stoke the flames
She can't use ice or cold to dose the fire
In fear it may spread and engulf her in a blink
Walking in her shoes would be like walking on coals
This is my MOM
She is Beautiful and I Love Her
And she has one Really Stupid Disease
I Thought I Knew What Love WasI thought I knew what love was. I thought I was in love before. It wasn't until I actually fell in love that I realized that what I've felt before, for others, was not love. It was never love.I Thought I Knew What Love Was1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This is love.
I was terrified at first. It felt so scary, like I was losing myself. And you know me, I always watch out for myself. I always guard myself.
I always protect myself.
But now I was losing myself. My heart wasn't mine own anymore, and it was scary. I couldn't hold it still, in my arms. It preferred to jump away from me, out of my protective hands.
I had never felt that way before.
I know what they mean now by falling in love. I fell. I could feel myself slipping, saying to myself, “No, I can’t let go. Not now, not now…” But I did. I willingly said after a few moments of fear:
I will fall.
And I did.
I let myself go, and it was terrifying. I fell free-fall, there was no more gravity, and nothing to hold onto. I fell, and it was magical, and it was scary, a
the last Rhythm the first (2007)По треку Nosferatu - Language of the Rhythmthe last Rhythm the first (2007)2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Я робот. Нас осталось мало. Возможно, это последний город, где мы еще живы. Сегодня наш мир умрет.
Я бреду к центру града, где мы встретим конец мира. М
Like once..I can’t forget about the bad stuff, but neither can I about the good.Like once..2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I want you to find me, hold me close and heal me..
But it’s like there’s a wall between us.
One that only you can break through.
I want to smash it, break it so we can become one again.
But that's not up to me..
I don’t know what to feel anymore.
It’s something I can’t describe easily.
I wanted you beside me, I wanted you to love me like I did,
like we once did..
And still… that’s the only thing I want.
I want our love to bind us again.
There is just nothing to live for anymore.
‘Cause you were all I was living for.
Summer turns into autumn and autumn will turn into winter.
Winter.. that’s when it all started.
You became my sunshine in the dark.
But now the darkness will be nothing more than just empty space surrounding me
day and night.
Days go by but it’s like I’m not in it, like life has left me behind.
What is my purpose?
Is there still?
If I..If I sighed,If I..2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Would you think of me?
If I spoke,
Would you listen?
If I cried,
Would you touch me?
If I joked,
Would you smile at me?
If I lied,
Would you hate me?
If I choked,
Would you pat me?
If I died...
Would you care at all?
The way I feelIt starts with a low little whisper deep my head..The way I feel3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
With an extremely hard feeling inside..
A feeling that takes me through limitless stars ahead..
Oh my lord..
Is it a given priceless grace ...
Or I'm just being thrown out the space..
Oh my gosh..
What are these incomprehensible feelings I sense..
Someone appears and slap my face..
Sounds my soul has been taken into a madness place..
What on our tiny earth is going on..
looks the clouds shadows I chase..
Where in life have I been gone..
Seems the vast sky winds I race..
Asking myself wisely..
Is it just me..
Or every single thing I see,smell,hear and feel is being so madly..
Don't know ! ..
Seems my feelings driving me crazy..
Most of time walking and dreaming lonely..
Cuz no one has ever seen and felt that lunacy inside of me..
I wanna fly away..
I wanna go in higher spaces..
See the moon,the stars..
And fill up the empty places..
Mind blocked,can't find an answer anymore.
The least I know..
Things aren't same w