Concrete SidewalkSee it starting? You're breaking, I can already notice the cracks, like the concrete sidewalk of a busy cityConcrete Sidewalk12 minutes ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You said you'd always be there, but I can notice the cracks,
notice the cracks,
notice how you're forgetting, how you never seem to notice that
I'm breaking, can't you notice the cracks, like the sidewalk of a busy city?
You said you'd always be there, but you're turning out to be just like the rest: breaking; cracked, broken, like the concrete sidewalk of a busy city
UntitledProdigal FriendUntitled2 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Voice from my past
Scent of sweet pea
Slipping from my grasp
Never was meant to be
Much like a prodigal son
My friend had returned
But old habits are not gone
I'm afraid to once again be burned
Dear friend, see my arms
Always open towards you
If you meant no harm
Then how could all this be true?
I am as a child once more
Young, inexperienced, unsure
Again locked behind the door
Driven slowly mad by the silent lure
Inside this cage I built
Begin to pace around and around
Prisoner to my own guilt
Find I am chained to the very ground
Should I leave you be?
Am I smothering? Clinging?
So desperate I must seem
To stop these bells from ringing
5 years have come and gone
Anxious to see how you have been
We don't have to talk until dawn
Your presence I have not yet seen
XIV: Too lateYou closed the door,XIV: Too late4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Stuffed me inside.
You closed that door!
I can't go play outside?
You marked the door.
Sit silently, be still.
Theres my door,
my feelings are in there.
A wooden door
Now you knock, now you try?
You tell me I'm destined to fly?
You bang at the door.
I should help you understand?
I locked the door.
Hermes' Wings Need to be ShinedI'm replacing my eyes so I can stare at the ceilingHermes' Wings Need to be Shined6 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and watch as the cars' shadows run past
my window; I'm sick of this bed. I'm tired of this sickness.
I'm tired of being called diseased like I'll get you sick,
stay away from me.
You never left. You never left me alone.
I want to be alone, away from you who sends me endless messages
a day saying how I've done you wrong and caused you so much stress
that I've depressed you, and yet you still come to me with your
"baby, I need you"s; and I can't lie,
I've stretched myself far enough "baby", what you need
is to find someone else who will be your mother
because I'm done "baby"ing you.
I will not rock your cradle, or your world, or
your rocking chair when you get old 'cause god knows
I'm ailing from that motion and I'm just waiting 'till
I'm kneeling before toilet water because I've been struck with sea sickness.
Maybe I brought you good, but god damn it this
this is no good for me to be tied up by your threats of suicide;
Lollipop Girl and the Sweet Tooth"Free lollipops!" I said to you.Lollipop Girl and the Sweet Tooth7 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Though they were free, I still felt used.
The streets were candied with candy shops,
But mine were free of price.
My riches less than I had thought:
Lollipops for lies.
You took my fleet of lollipops,
Teased as my faux friend.
As stock thinned, I should have stopped,
But I chose to extend the end.
As riches diminished, my sweets grew -
At the expense of me.
Through you, I saw thirsty Sweet Tooth -
Saw through the fallacy.
Mine were not sweeter; they were just there.
I built your own facade.
Your heart was not mine, with taste as your fare.
But, you took my lollipops.
Free lollipops I gave to you.
Though they were free, I still felt used.
Little Girl.You think you can escape me?Little Girl.11 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You think I don't have you by the throat?
Well, little girl i'd like to tell you I have the strongest grip.
Oh, little girl, you think you cn run.
You think you can hide but i have the quickest feet and the sharpest eyes.
Oh, little girl there is no esacape.
Yes, your going to scream.
Well little girl, I'm gonna take this blade and sharply, yet slowly push it into your rib cage.
Make you feel the burn.
Make you feel the darkness.
Oh, little girl your going to hurt.
Yes, your going to feel every inch of your body burn.
I own you.
Your nothing without me and my voice inside your head.
Scream little girl.
Nobody can hear you.
PainIs this what pain is?Pain13 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why is there water coming out of my eyes?
Why do I feel broken?
Why is there this sudden pain in my chest?
Why do I have to suffer this way?
When will it end?
Please tell me when the pain willl be over.
You ignore me.
You pertend like you don't know me.
You used to say hey, but you changed.
I hate when that happens.
Espically with people I was really close too.
You've become so addicted to wanting to be poular
that you forgot about me.
You're just like the others.
and like my mother used to say
"The dearest people in your life will always change, and after the
change some are cruel."
I never beleived in her words,
but you and the others have led me to change my mind.
I don't even know what got into you...
not just you, but the others!
You rather choose to hang out with them?!
Your selfish you know that?
Hanging out with them just to become popular.
Just to let you know one day when I come to leave this earth
I dont want
Disappear with me.I am in a room, it's full of people.Disappear with me.15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And yet I feel alone.
I feel as though I am but a ghost.
Doomed to walk amongst those who have found happiness.
Those who have someone or something.
That keeps them together, keeps them from disappearing.
Keeps them from becoming like me.
A hollow, transparent nothing.
I had someone once, someone to keep me whole.
But they're gone now.
And with them went my heart, my soul and my everything.
The September RevelationIt seems like a totally asleep kind of night ( for everyone else).The September Revelation18 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But I remain awake as if blinding sunlight will not forgive my devitalization
I am left with blackened corrupted eyes
but, perhaps, not a blackened corrupted mind
I have given out my most prized possession
my most feared thought patterns to someone else ,
with fear of rejection,with fear that they are only
screeching audio feedback unfit to be heard
On my weary final push of penultimate nervousness
I gave that thought pattern up to you
and faced not rejection, but adulation
and it makes me think there is somewhere to go after all
It Only Shows On The Inside.It Only Shows On The Inside.It Only Shows On The Inside.18 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Standing still in the rain.
These thoughts in my brain, tearing me apart from the inside.
The wind of anxiety throwing me about.
It only shows on the inside.
THE STORM BUILDS.
It only shows on the inside.
I want to cry, but no tears fall.
My anxiety builds.
My anger multiplies.
I feel so stuck.
I want to do so much.
I can't though.
If it wasn't for all of the scars the pills left from previous battles won,
it would only show on the inside.
I'm a warrior.
I'm a champion.
IT ONLY SHOWS ON THE INSIDE.
The outside only shows the wounds you mock.
I'm beautiful for having fought the fights I have won,
but it only shows on the inside.
Smile like you mean itWhen did I get to this bridgeSmile like you mean it1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This solemn breaking point
teetering on the verge of sanity
losing my grip on emotion
losing my control of my soul
Feeling this happiness run through me, leaving my soul alight
leaving me the vivacious optimist I know so dearly
then- Suddenly...something shifts...
My happy energy is drained leaving me feeling hollow a shell of my former glory
I feel vulnerable like an open wound is baring my inner flesh
Every little nick penetrating my armor, normally so thick and harsh
My armor normally so strong, able to reflect the harshest of blows
Now chips and cracks under the pressure of life and of my emotions so violently changing
I can't take this feeling I just want to curl up into a ball of silence and swallow my tears back
But I have to put on a brave face and embrace life with my teeth plastered into some semblance of believability in a smile, and for a moment I almost feel it, I almost feel in my core some brief solidity of mind where I have that spark back.
My Journey From YouI.My Journey From You1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Living with you is like being lost in a desert.
Every day is another dry, life-sucking event,
draining my joy, and stealing away my hope.
There is no one to come save me,
I need to learn myself.
So I begin to wander from these torrid lands,
but rescue is not so close at hand.
When freedom becomes a vague memory,
hope gets lost in the burning sun.
Your vicious mood swings beat me,
your anger is a storm.
Amid all your self-righteous rants,
you pull me further in.
If my footprints on your sand were dragging,
I'm sorry, I was tired. I'm sorry, I am dying.
But my footprints didn't leave you broken,
my leaving didn't wound your soul.
What desert claims justice over it's victim?
I only want some reprise from your scorching winds.
I only want to hope again.
Living with you was like being lost in the desert.
Staying put would have been my end.
But I will claim my hope as mine,
and I will press these feet further on.
You storms will not stop me,
your anger will not hinder.
Like a man
Depressed at BestI can't even hear your name without feeling that familiar pain in my chestDepressed at Best1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and I can't get just a minute of rest,
Oh god I know I messed
up and I'm sorry I'm only depressed
I know with all this unrest
you must detest
but I've confessed
myself to you and I only request
you do the same
The shallow depths of madnessHeaven and hell I am betwixt,The shallow depths of madness1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Floating along this river Styx,
Its icy waters silence my tongue,
Its fiery embers burn my lungs,
Light is fading, darkness abound,
In its depths I’ll surly drown,
Conflicting thoughts of a maddened youth,
Where lies are sweet and bitter the truth,
Planets fall when stars align,
Knotted threads of fate intertwine,
Burden the speaker of these fragile words,
They are but chains on flightless birds,
Fight fire with fir, the world will burn; consumed in its regrets
The flame must die, torch fade away; for only hopelessness it begets,
Rage against the current to reach this accursed plutonian shore,
Where speech unchained, no thoughts constrained; secrets freely doth outpour,
A butterfly with broken wings, from the ribbed cage so forth it crawled,
Ink-en words of love and hate, in thine blood were softly scrawled,
Although my lungs fill with shallow breath, I fear as though I’m dead,
Tis folly of thou to claim such thoughts, so say these voices in my
HELPHere we are again,HELP1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Entangled in bitter tears,
Let me go, memories;
Please just let me go.
Emptyshe sits aloneEmpty1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
with her plate
in her head
all the reasons why
she must not
she will not
dizzy and weak
she pushes the food
around and around
to take a bite
she doesn't know
but it is all consuming
she must always
until she's alone
when the waves
but she remains
Sleeplessi used to neverSleepless1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
be able to sleep
even if the sleeplessness
of the night before
on my tired eyelids
but when we were together
i felt safe
you told me that
it was alright
that you would save me from
my racing thoughts
so i would lie down
with you by my side
and your warmth
would sooth me
but you got tired of that
and just wanted to kiss me
but you couldn't kiss
my sadness away
so i gradually became
less and less
as it consumed me
until i was
almost nothing at all
HushesThe player piano lulls my sensesHushes1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
every note stings
trying to gush out something
from underneath my skin
yet only smoke rises
evanescent from my fingertips
The gentle melody settles like snow
over my little insanity
reaches the surface
of the violent devil within
that's breaking my throat
unable to let loose
a needed scream
Relief. Relief, oh sweet reliefRelief.1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Miles and miles away
Now, like a nice warm bed
It floods me like the Nile,
Nourishing the irrigation of my veins;
Oh relief, tears of joy
And I will only be honest in this once -
I feared you had left already,
And I had not known you well enough
To understand this.
Today, I am happy
Oberon Ether 0401This week, life is really squeezing in on me.Oberon Ether 04012 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I wish you were here, your shape within arms' reach, a familiar touch to slide against, granted passage as I route you with a kiss
and sigh against your collarbones and lips.
As I seal off the spaces between us, like warm cement,
uncoiling and content
in your bouquet as I pray, knocking quietly with my touches
asking you you let me in.
And you answer sleepily, close and tangled in my ear
the answer: quiet but always clear
as I press against you, weak and bare
I am piles,
miles of ashen bones,
reborne away and alone.
dropped and rewrapped and recompiled by years
of hardluck grimacing
kept alive by reminiscing,
reliving this moment with you that's never been.
But every single night
is althemore vivid
at the bitter bottom
of every pint.
I'm softened by your taste,
quenching those white hot fears
that tumbled forward against your silhouette.
There might be blood, sweat and tears
but neither of us knows the taste of regret.
(Not ever, not
you are alive.sometimes I get so lost in my head,you are alive.2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I forget how to find my way out
like a child lost in the grocery store,
I'm still walking up to strangers with familiar faces
looking for safety
because my heart is a drumbeat you can feel in my fingertips
it is an anthem singing too loud in my veins
reminding me I am not yet dead-
I want to be reminded everyday how alive I am.
AddictionI follow you more often than shadows.Addiction2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I stalk you more closely than sound.
I am behind you and often beside you,
Most deadly when no one's around.
The less you say, the bigger my voice.
The less you see, the brighter my face.
The less you think, the greater my strength.
The less you know, the weaker your brain.
I haunt you more slyly than goblins and ghosts.
I taunt you more cruelly than fate.
I am inside you so I can divide you
When you're vulnerable to my name.
The less you learn, the more I teach.
The less you fight, the more I thrive.
The less you want, the more I give.
The less you try, the more you die.