Just onceI once felt the hatred,Just once1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I once heard the lies,
I once felt the burden,
Of my character's demise,
I once sat there stunned,
I once sat there cold,
I once sat there watching,
My very life become old,
I once saw the world,
I once opened my eyes,
I once told myself,
That it'd be alright,
I once was wrong,
I once came home,
I once again had a world,
That wouldn't leave me alone,
And then in retrospect...
I once was happy,
I once truly smiled,
I once heard my laughter,
Now it's been a while,
I once felt sadness,
I once had trauma within,
I once found a fear which,
Traumatised my very skin,
I once went online,
I once found some friends,
I once had proper friendships,
Severed only at our ends,
I once found people,
I once had a will,
I once had friends,
For me to protect... until...
I once met my end,
I once fell asleep,
I once lived it fully,
Before sleeping so deep,
Just once will I feel this,
Just once from above,
Wandering HeistsOnce upon a tranquil lore, whispering upon trepid serenity,Wandering Heists1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
billows winds that sweep by, past the starry sky.
I speak of orange and red, and yellow melancholy,
in the blistering breeze, that seems to bring freeze.
Many a time have my eyes gone weak,
many a time have I felt so bleak--
when mountains fell, and rivers reeked,
I sought for joy; happiness I seeked.
Oh, but bittersweet—November has come once more!
The graves seem brighter than ever before,
from underneath, was a sliver, but so,
through the coffin, nothing but a silver mist—a spirit tore.
I speak of a sky painted with the colour of blood,
a time of sorrows and horrid woes,
I speak of a time filled with salty tears, of knees that trod,
of a time when graves became rigid—standing still in rows.
Once upon a tranquil lore,
concealed by scorn and mourn,
the dead have come alive seeking nothing but remorse
drowned by the endless void, throughout their inner cores.
A painful mix of tears and longing,
came from the
.For all my friends, whether close or casual, just because..2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
One of the longest post I will ever do, and the most real too. Everyone will go through some hard times at some point.
Life isn't easy.
Just something to think about.
Did you know the people that are the strongest are usually the most sensitive?
Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated? Did you know the ones who take care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most?
Did you know the three hardest things to say are I love you, I'm sorry, and help me?
Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their smile to see how much pain they may be in.
To all my friends who are going through some issues right now--let's start an intention avalanche.
We all need positive intentions right now.
If I don't see your name, I'll understand.
May I ask my friends wherever you might be, to kindly copy and paste this for one hour to give a moment of support
I turn cold because of youHeartless woman I amI turn cold because of you2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You claim I'm the one who left you
You did no wrong
You said you showed how much of a man you are
I didn't have the soul to see it in you
I made unclear decisions
I should be one who need to apologize
I need to keep my promises
But can't we set this drama aside and talk?
I'm sick of you not being able to hear my side
I'm tired of crying along to the broken hearted songs
I'm done begging for forgiveness
Hear my story
Listen to me
I did gave you everything I could
I loved you sincerely
I stayed strong for you
You only did the sweet talks
You flirt with a touch
You cockblock when I spoke with someone I'm not interested
You hardly showed the love
I can't help but wanting to blame you for turning me cold
You made me heartless
Before you walk out and continue to tell the world I'm heartless
Take a second
Cut out all these nonsense
Sit down and talk to me
BookmarkI've forgotten who I am,Bookmark9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just like you have,
Did I ever matter to you?
I'm not sure now,
Maybe you used me,
Until you went away,
To make new friends.
I was nothing but,
A torn piece of paper,
That you used as a bookmark,
In the novel of your life,
Until you could find,
A real one.
EmptyI am constantly frozenEmpty1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Burning from the cold
My heart feels like an icebox
As well as my soul
Everything I tell you
Pierces my kind heart
Rips me limb from limb
And stutters my first start
To say I feel pathetic
Is the lightest way to say
I wish that I could curl up
And sleep in bed all day
The darkness that I had lived in.This dark age to where I had livedThe darkness that I had lived in.4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
all my life I had been drowned in a black sea
to which I could not find the light to see.
Every day I dread
Knowing that I would always be alone
I had accepted this as my fate
to which I had only tooken the bate
to forever stay here
I let the dark grow in within me
letting it take my body and soul
to know that no one now will lend me a hand
as for I had became a killer to man
The blood that had stained I
only got cousumed by the darkness that I bore
it burnt me right down to the core
For the flame inside had went out and to be never lit again
Why did My life turn out to be this?
Why did I accept that this was alright?
I may not be dying
I only long for someone,
someone to just stay by my side.
Someone to be the light in my dark
with these feeling which I can not bark.
Though I did have one
one person to stay with me
if I liked it or not he was always there
To be continued:
The broken doll
What does it take?What does it takeWhat does it take?5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
to describe how I feel?
Pain or crying,
I'll go through it all,
Anything for you,
I'll go through the worst,
And thereafter hide,
All that I ask is that
I get to be by your side,
Because all of this,
Is nothing compared to,
How long I must spend here,
Living without you.
Tell me..Tell me what i ever did wrong?Tell me..6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Tell me everything i never tried?
Tell me why the world didn't want us?
Tell me something that will make me feel something..
Its ment to hurt.
I'm ment to feel something that makes me scream in pain.
I'm ment to fucking hate you, for not being the person i thought..
Wanted you to be.
Here's the thing..
I don't feel anything but relief..
Tell me why?
one plus one is threeone dayone plus one is three1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I said I was gonna write about you
because you’re you
and you deserve words that shatter glass and topple empires and raise hell and heaven and make people think
because that’s what you’re capable of
so I sat at my laptop
and I thought about you
I couldn’t write
I sat and thought for hours
and all I came up with was an incorrect math problem and a blank Word document
and I couldn’t figure out why
and then I talked to you
for the first time in ages
and I figured it out
you are so much more
so much more than the keys on my laptop could handle
so much more than six copper strings could take
I wanted to compare you to the stars but you’re so much more than the space in between them
so much more than ink and dead trees and all the carbon dioxide they ever took
so much more than oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, so much more than everything it took to make you
so much more than a cliché, more than English or Spanish or
Broke Head.i am nightmare proneBroke Head.3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
bad thoughts grown
A ghost careening in my hall
very much nothing it all
however much i seem to scream
it has not put an end to me
Don't Say It.Never say "I hate my life". Just don't. If you do, even if you are joking, you start picking out the bad things in life. After a while you just feel like, well ending your own suffering. You just keep getting worse and worse and at one point there are two paths this can go. One path ends with suicide. The other path ends with someone coming in and helping you out of the hole that you made by saying "I hate my life". Some bad things can happen. You just have to remember. If you wait through it long enough, even if it feels like no one will come help, someone will come. Someone will help you. It takes a lot to pull you out of that hole, but it only takes a little to put you deeper in that hole. You might be wondering "H how do you know this stuff?". Well let's just say have been through hell and back. I was saved though. Someone came in at just the right time. I was feeling horrible, but now I'm ok. I want to thank that someone that pulled me out of that hole. Thank you Elizabeth.Don't Say It.3 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My Trip WestMy Trip WestMy Trip West4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I felt sorry for the woman with the 9 inch nails, heavy purple make-up, and dry dyed blonde hair. With the half smoked cigarette between her wrinkled fingers. Who people called trash at age 62. When the eyes bore down on her withered figure, even when she acted like the intimidation didn't strike her. While she sat on the street corner, brain fried like dead chicken in the summer heat. That's where her work brought her each and every night. That's the job that gave her three mistakes she couldn't afford. Where gross predators lerk for there prey, waiting to capture her for there next meal. Then once she's bones, they leave her, with money and STD's. This has started, and continued to no end. I'm in the back seat of this rental car, staring out the tinted window towards the lady on the corner.
Las Vegas night, smelled of dirt and alcohol, looked like a circus, and felt like an adrenaline rush. Well, for me it did. For the old woman, it felt like a dirty
VoicesAre you still thereVoices4 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The voices in my head
The ever consuming thoughts
That fill the void inside my mind
I’m surprised I still recognize you
After so many years
How have I been
Good I guess
Kind of lonely to be honest
But at my core
I am happy
The deceiving words
And misleading thoughts
Are now truth
The tears are now joy
The screams now laughter
So the voices in my head
Are now reborn out of the darkness
And into the light
My tortured soul
Has been mended
My words are no longer deceiving
My thoughts no longer misleading
I am still a little lonely though
But that’s okay
We all get lonely from time to time
That’s why I stopped relying on the voices in my head
And found and befriended the voices of reality
Ankle DeepSome people I care for so deeplyAnkle Deep5 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I forget they only see me in shallow water
COP PTSDI am utterly terrified of copsCOP PTSD6 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The freak me out and make me want to drive my car of a bridge just to escape them and then walk away from the explosion like some guy out of an action movie only to be hit by a piece of debris and get charged with evading the police.
Ah don't you just love fines and jail time?
Okay so maybe they don't make me want to do that.
At least not all of it.
Its weird you know? I mean, they do their jobs and are (mostly) good people so...why am I scared?
I know why
I can't stop thinking about why
It's totally not because they're terrifying; with their guns and K-9 units.
Or their sunglasses and their handcuffs
or their brown suits, glasses, brown hair and i don't remember the color of his eyes,
and their stupid hot coffee and doughnuts that they just won't share and instead gave me some whacked up chips
It's because one day they took apart of me
They took a mildly innocent girl and twisted her up so that she was terrified of losing her mom or dad in the grocery st
Dangerous HeartDangerous HeartDangerous Heart1 week ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The blood pumps through the tubes, working overtime as the body forged ahead.
Legs treading through dangerous terrain, shouts of dismay and frantic impatience.
You can feel it thumping upon your ribcage, threatening to break through.
Your brain can only provide so much, but the heart is the true organ of life.
Without it, the brain is just a useless gray lump.
Your breath grows short as your heart's speed increases.
Sweat seeping through pores, drenching yourself as you cook.
Your heart beckons you to stop, its speed moving faster than it wants.
As the heart works into overtime, your lungs began to strain.
Like a computer, you are overheating and can feel the shut down.
But then your heart leaps when you see it, a glimmer of hope that tells you “it's almost over”.
Though when you arrive, what you see makes your heart drop: “Closed: Opening Hours 9:00 AM-6:00 PM”
In your heart, you feel you should have left half an hour ago.
Everything Means Nothing To YouI belong in your arms,Everything Means Nothing To You2 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You belong on the stage,
And apparently those two things,
Just don't mix.
You're learning so many things,
How to love me.
Making so many friends,
But losing me,
The person you said meant everything to you.
I guess "everything",
Isn't much now is it?
Not if you can throw me away,
Almost six months together,
That might seem like such a long time,
But it's not.
Not to me.
Not to the person who wants to be with you,
Until her last, dying breath.
I guess I could make that come sooner,
Maybe I'll get my wish,
And you'll get your freedom back.
Here we go again.Here we go again -Here we go again.10 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Drifting off in gasps and sighs,
Bursts of energy and recuperating demise,
Running myself dry and playing the game,
Finding none of the glory, but some of the fame
A constant disaster, a rickety mess;
Am I lying to myself?
Is this just another test?
RunWhat is salvation?Run14 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Please tell me, because I may never know
My mind boardering harmony and insanity
Why can't I be at peace?
This fear that keeps me running
I've been running faster than ever
But I can't stop
It could destroy everything
There will be no salvation
For I cannot stop
I will not stop
But I can only run so fast
Until it drags me in
And I am sorry
I miss youWhen I’m with youI miss you17 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Our eyes intertwine
My skin touching yours
Our hands perfectly fit
I feel complete
But after a certain time
That feeling becomes normal
And I can’t go without you
And then you stopped responding
My addiction kicked in and
That’s when I noticed
That I can’t live
Without that feeling
Now I’m just waiting
For that one moment
When I see you again
Waiting with only one song in my mind:
“A Great Big World - Say Something”
Skinny Dreams...Everyday I put on my belt at first light,Skinny Dreams...21 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I always make sure that it feels too tight.
Sometimes it leaves red marks behind,
And makes me feel like I’ve lost my mind
Since I’m trying too hard to lose weight
But to escape unwanted attention of a mate
I eat in front of people, but that’s just it-
No one understands how it feels to be knit
Round a diet that makes me feel fat
Walked over like a humble doormat
People shouldn’t worry, there’s no eating disorder
It’s only a habit that’s been put in order
So I can finally feel like I’m helping myself
Whilst inside I know that I’m ruining my health.
Trying to limit my intake of food,
Unsure if I really have anything to lose.
When I take of my belt at night
I either feel wrong or right.