Try not to chokeHe once had entered a world. A world which blew up his definition of “freaked out” or rather his definition of circumstances, facts as well as lapidary things which claimed to be “freaked out” again and again.Try not to choke4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Always fluctuating, this world escaped from norms of value in order to find new aims in new maxims on the horizon.
...cause it was a world full of colours, a world full of forms, a world in which everything was able to experience innumerable metamorphosis but also could rest in stagnation...........
a stagnation which caused harmony based on ist own ambivalence. A world which threw the zenith of the mental development to its own joy always into new heights, even this mental development seemed to disappear in not seizable distance.
A world where the own spirit was allowed to drive with the roller coaster without fearing to collapse....
Cause this world was full of love, which could not be standardize which existed without norms...
This world not
The Code of Conduct Took Me For Granted.I tend to cry dried up tears like they'll do something for my beingThe Code of Conduct Took Me For Granted.9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Now, does that make me remotely normal
like everyone else as if I'd like to be someone else
My name is
Miss - ing from your coded address book
and you look at me
like the very essence of my being isn't human enough
I'm not fucking human enough
for your overflowing eyes,
you must need help from drowning in my desert storm because
I can only imagine how much tears full of sand hurts your eyelids
and god knows I don't want to be the cause of your pain.
if there were a god he'd tell me to
drop you like a bomb on this forsaken country
he'd tell me to fuck off and find faith in another
another being myself,
Miss Understood is my name,
I wear it like it's embedded in my very skin
you see it, they all see it
those tears I never could cry has etched a story under my eyes
and everyone can read me like a book
like my spine was laid out in separate vertebrates
and each one binds my skin one layer at a time.
Cheating SeoulBusiness tripCheating Seoul11 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Reel off story
Bait and hook
Rags to riches
Souls in fear
Souls in mourn
Hung to die
MeanI used to live a normal, happy life.Mean12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I used to go outside almost all the time.
Until one day…
“He” showed up.
His name is Randal.
A lot of people spread rumours about him.
Some say that he came from the depths of Hell.
Others say that he’s the son of Satan himself.
At first I thought that was a bunch of trash.
But I quickly learned that those rumours might have been true.
For the first 3 weeks, he punished me for every little error he thought I did.
After the 3 weeks were over, I asked him a simple question:
“Why are you so mean?
What have I ever done to deserve such a fate as this?”
He only smiled and laughed at me.
He was never the big talker.
He always let his fists and feet do the talking for him.
Why do you have to be this way?
Is it something that I did?
Was it the way that I drank my water?
Or was it the angle that I flicked my clothes out at?
Those people were right about you.
You truly ARE the son of Satan.
UntitledI've been through darknessUntitled12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've been through pain
I've seen the days
When it's nothing but pain
The sun is rising
I can see the light
Love is no longer
Only for the lucky
GoodbyeLifeless eyesGoodbye12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And a tired voice
You thought you'd never
Get to this point
Trying so hard
Just to get through the day
Is it worth it?
Is this your fate?
Why can't I sleep
Why so much pain
Why is it so hard
To get trhough the day
I'm just so tired
I want to say goodbye
I'm really tired
So please don't cry
I'm really very tired
So, here is my goodbye
PowerLost in the dayPower12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Even more in the night
What's up with this world
Why must I put up such a fight
They said it wouldn't be easy
But they never said it would be this hard
Life goes by and you see it pass
But why do we never ask
So many questions
And so much time
But all of the questions
Are lost in the rhymes
The songs that we hear
The words that we feel
The songs that dare ask
What we so fear
They have the power
To mold a heart
They can be our greatest release
Or our greatest weapons
The power is endless
But just out of sight
But if you listen
You can hear it in the night
PainEveryone looksPain15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But nobody sees
All the pain is right there
Not lost in the trees
The pain that I see
I cannot ignore
The pain that I feel
Just becomes so much more
They say to ignore it
They say to not care
They say that if you do
It will all disappear
But they so not see
That it's just out of sight
It never went away
You're just lost in the fight
It still sees
It still feels
It's still here
In the fields
AloneThe night is coldAlone15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I see no light
Alone in the dark
I've lost my sight
The sun is gone
Lost with no height
I hear the voices snark
I get lost in the night
Sitting all alone
In the dead of the night
Wishing that the voices
Wouldn't put up such a fight
I've gotten so far
Down in my hole
The light is too far
No hope to console
I've lost all control
Alone in my hole
I wish I could cry
Left all alone
I can no longer fight
Social AnxietyThese peopleSocial Anxiety19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but a moment of silence
stirs up unease
please, please, please,
don't be angry like those other
people were when this happened with them
please, please, please,
Those words are like wraith whispers
to the non-observant observing,
but on the inside, to me
my thoughts sound like shrieking
I just need understanding,
need these people to know
that in my heart, I know they are different;
In this pounding, tearing, beating flesh fist,
I know they aren't cruel,
it's just a reflex, a fear reflex
and I'm suffocating on the bottom of my past,
suffocating on the bottom of caustic words.
I'm trying to crawl out from underneath it all.
I know if I absorb that positive energy,
take it within myself and burn away the darkness within,
I can find the moonlight
and float with the Fae.
Burning LightsThe fire that never goes out.Burning Lights19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Does it even exist?
Or does die in the darkness of despair?
Can it warm a single person?
Or can it warm an entire people?
It is a life saver?
Or is it a life taker?
I saw the fire and the bright flame.
It didn’t have a name.
Yet it was so tame.
Was I the same?
Was I the flame that has fame?
The fire went and it came.
Any my face was covered with shame.
I felt so lame.
My shame was hanged in a frame.
Was I the one to blame?
I realized that the light
was the reason I came.
And if anyone defies the light.
I simply respond back
I am this burning light
Will I be the light that I am?
There's A Knock On The Front DoorI heard a knock on the front door,There's A Knock On The Front Door1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and I thought it was my soldier,
but it was only a letter
that didn't have a sender;
just an handwritten letter
left by my front door.
There comes a moment in life
where the glass ceiling crumbles and cracks
under the weight of a summer storm,
where the beauty of the world
fades to black and white and gray
as you stare off into the distance
too numb to think
and too shocked to question why.
When everything boils down to a moment -
when your past and your future
collide with each other
and obliterate the present,
when the things you had taken for granted
and you're just left with an empty shell,
a blank easel with no paper to draw on,
while paint is being thrown left and right
but you're untouchable,
just you, pure and white,
yet blacker than the ash you walk on,
the remnants of the explosion
that broke your heart and soul and mind.
That is the feeling
when there's a knock on the front door
and you think that it is your
im crying too ya knoweven though you can't see it.im crying too ya know1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
because I have to stay strong.
because I am a "Man"
I don't know where its written
but it is
men just HAVE to be strong
even if they weigh in about 10 pounds compared to who ever
even their kid sister
you have it easier
you can be as rough as you want
its my fault because im the "Man"
and I have to stay strong
and take the blame
even if I weigh in about 10 pounds compared to who ever
even my kid sister
even if you did beat me
even if you are older
im the man
so its my fault
but I cant cry
because im the "Man"
Black Hand"What is the music of life? Silence, my Brother."Black Hand1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"What is life's greatest illusion? Innocense, Brother."
Ah how true
Who ever knew
I could not say
It a better way
I see the fight
In the shadows of night
But you cannot
For you never thought
About what lies
Behind your eyes
What spirit hones
Inside your bones
Or is it just a hole
You call your soul
Alas I've not one to find
In my heart nor in my mind
The only trace in all the land
Is the horrendous dark black hand
Under its shadow a world grows
Two sided realm which nobody knows
First Mania for the joyful insane
Second Dementia for the lame
The ground shivers as if cold
Surrounded in a sea of tears I behold
The Shivering Isles, could you have guessed
Or did it fail you just like the rest
It is where I call home y'know
For where else could I go
There I see him every day
Where he can kiss my pain away
He follows me back and leaves his throne
In hopes I will never stand alone
Every night he'll fix my heart
But come dawn it,once again, is t
Midnight PrayerMaster of Angels, this my pleaMidnight Prayer1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that you Father don't forsake me
that you forgive a many wrong deed
so that I might see you in eternity.
Cold HandsWhile everyone is warm and cozyCold Hands1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I am left here,
I can dream
all I want,
but never receive
what is forever sought.
I sit alone,
my hands freezing.
I wait for a man
who will forever love me.
No one knows how I feel,
they think my smile is real.
All I want is someone to love,
it would be enough.
Thanks to them
my heart is torn.
I close my eyes and count to ten
hoping this horror will soon end.
I've always wondered
why my hands are always cold,
maybe they need
another to hold.
I didn't volunteer
for this life.
Having to fear
being stabbed with a knife.
LifeLife is full ofLife1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But we're believers
We believe tonight
And believes always have a shred of hope
Because the world is ugly
But you're beautiful to me
Behind the MaskNobody knows who he is,Behind the Mask1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the truth of his identity.
Maybe no one cares
quite enough to stop and stare.
Who is the man behind the mask?
Doesn't anyone dare to ask?
He keeps his lips sealed,
to not expose what he really feels.
Afraid of what they would say
of the truth that secret remains.
They all laugh about his silence,
like stabbing him
with two tridents.
His heart beats at a fast pace,
behind the mask on his face.
He hides himself in a closet
where no one could ever find him.
UntitledI've stepped too close to your fire. and singed some hair, how may hearts aflame.Untitled1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My only memories, a kindling, my thoughts the billow, my roots ungrounded; but it is spring now, and soon i shall see my new colors.
Part 1. Still a work in progress.
Seraphim of SandI used to remember autumn leaves falling on coiling asphalt,Seraphim of Sand1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Dripping like saccharine flames down onto restless wonder.
I used to remember angels,
Haloes surrounding hope and frolicking in between memories of melded glass.
I used to remember hidden optimism,
Just around corners, in alleyways, in homes, in shelters.
But those leaves were swept away, gone when the wind came,
That glass was shattered into unrecognizable splinters of wood,
And that optimism rotted away like it never existed.
It probably didn't.
Because the replacement of all this took away tranquility,
Took away that serene gait,
Distorted joy into undisguised hate,
The betterment of people now late
In awing silence of illusions of innovation.
The seraphim sending misshapen echoes,
Reminding us that Angels were but Angels,
Seraphs were but Seraphs,
God was but God.
Human, was but human.
That lies, were but lies.
Maybe it was just a dream, a fantasy.
Maybe it was some kind
Passage of the Years Dear Titanic, beautiful sister of mine,Passage of the Years1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can barely believe it. Today marks the one-hundred and second year you have been the unwilling patron of the sandy sea-floor. One-hundred and two years.... What is it like? It must be so very dark. So very cold. So very lonely... I cannot even imagine how lonely you are. There is no one to keep you company. No one except the 1,500 souls that died with you, that is. Do you still hear their voices echoing within your halls? Do you still hear the disconnected laughter that only spirits of the dead can provide? What is it like? You are falling apart more and more. The sickle of time is having her way
You and MeOne day when I’m on top,You and Me1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You’ll beg me to forget
That one spot in our past
Where you left me to rot.
Because I was:
Too much for you to handle.
But keep in mind that
Like an elephant my memory
Of you and your ways
Will last forever.
About how you were:
So undeserving of my affection.
Nevermind the abuse and neglect.
I was there for you
No matter what.
Even if you didn’t know it.
Because it was you that :
I cared about,
I worried about,
I had high hopes for,
I wanted to see happy,
I forgot all of your misdeeds out of love.
But my love
Must not have been enough.
Because for a second I blinked
And you were gone without a word.
Do you know what happened then?
You broke my heart,
You confused my mind,
You shattered my soul,
You destroyed my confidence,
You left me all alone.
None of that matters anymore.
My heart has healed,
My soul reassembled and
My confidence restored.