UntitledI look up at the night skyUntitled4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And take a deep breath in
Thinking every memory
May have never been
Sometimes when I think like this
I cant help but fear
I might not be real
And you may not be here
I slipped from your dimension
And foreboding the worst
Something is going to happen
Ill be carried away in a hurst
Its raining now
It feels amazing against my skin
But it will never reach
This fire I have within
So I stand here alone
Smoke long gone out
Feeling no emotion
But needing to shout
Trying to count the stars
All soaking wet
The dimension I come from
Ill never forget
Skin knitted back together
Holding in the pain
I let out my breath
Screaming in the rain
sitting hereSitting heresitting here4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That make me worry
For a while now
And it is nice
such is lifeWe start out so small and helplesssuch is life4 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So full of life
We go to school and make friends
Do our homework with resent.
We grow up
Not only physically
We realise things we couldn’t see before.
I Don't Wanna Hate Anymore.My eyes are glazed redI Don't Wanna Hate Anymore.7 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
from ruthless retrospection
on how the fibers of relationships
dwindle, fray, and lay incomplete
I beat myself up.
I don't mince the criticism
directed to my mistakes
my fallibility, vulnerability, and flaws
I used to bleed it out.
Every knick, scar, and sliver scab of crimson
was deflected and written off
as some sports "accident"
any adolescent could devise.
Anvils of depression weighing
on my spine, shoulders, and mind
sinking me deep
beneath the cold Earth.
So relentlessly I home in,
picking apart whatever I am left
until I am just settled debris.
An imperfect, clumsy mess.
...And out of the rubble I will
Slowly and surely,
Because no one can do it for me.
Unflinching, unquestionable belief
Shake it off, shake it off
The rust from depression is clear.
Fight the hate within.
Fight and fight and never give ground
Never hate again.
the presenttied withthe present9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
in a bundle
have read the
.you reign.9 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
over me with
to be swept
Loop naaihell yeh i'm arrogantLoop naai12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but you're an embarrassment
with the brain of a foetus
and as fake as secrets
you're lost in the sorrow
it's something you'll have to face
stop promising tomorrow
when all we have is today
Civil War by SwordThanatos rises as the will to a stagnant life shattersCivil War by Sword12 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Virtus and shades ensnare the crumbling pillar of foundation
Weakened and frail, the temptation reigns beyond a world in motion, and yet the manifestation of Id falls with the Archangel in the prison of myth and fantasy.
Disguised in the skies as the fire in one's eyes along with the protean will to change.
Desires for the legendary title held above history's banner
Flailing, withholding, and ambition ablaze remains the path of least resistance
Fighting fire with fire, we burn it down before giving in to the ghost of the Id that lingers.
Fracture the pillars of temptation abound before letting go of Armageddon's fury.
Hell hath no power of fury strong enough to overcome the tied down heart of a freed spirit without malice and pain. Salvation of the prosperous life comes with peace and unity.
Will the will fail beneath the lustful prospects of malice, self indulgence, and vengeance?
Going homeThe storm broke.Going home15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Over my head, my whole world shook
and quaked in fear over the angry sky,
hail stones bouncing like impish elves off the women's heads,
their bright fuchsia clothes a beacon
of attraction in a world of grey,
bedraggled children playfully bemoaned to
pitiful parents, as sodden as their young.
Shop keepers looked out in disgusted awe,
should we shut our doors
all the while the gods play.
being the loudest noise I'd ever heard in my short life
made the structure roll
I huddled deeper
into my warm nest I'd made for
As loud as a gun it
we used to describe guns as loud as thunder.
An old man and woman look out from a great stone building,
guardians of it's forlornly elegant facade
hiding it's bones of deep strength and protection.
The graveyard it stands over is my only
It's freshly determined wild flowers blooming
Riddle Of A LetterDear Friend or Foe,Riddle Of A Letter15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I believe there is something you ought to know
If you were to give me some company
And I might give you some smiles
Tell me what's sanity
When I could give you something worth while
Let yourself walk past a picture that you may decieve
To thinking it was once a reality as I percieve
Did you ever remember the world is round
Then for heaven's sake why don't you hear or rather make a sound
Will you ever fall into the sky
Or wonder why the clouds cry
I'll give you a gift of silence not out of defiance
And out of everything I wish to let you know that I let you have my reliance
While I hope to know I have yours
So why aren't we having a blast by gliding on those slippery floors
So are you going to look beyond an hour glass
And know where to find happiness at last
Truth be told you'll know me better
When you recieve my bemusing riddle of a letter
Take Care and Best Wishes,
From a girl looking up to the sky
Wondering if she would ever fly
Who lets out the smallest of sighs
The Language of LoveThe Language of LoveThe Language of Love15 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I love you in every language
Ek is lief vir jou
Обичам те, Miluji tě,
Jeg elsker dig, Je t'aime
Ich liebe dich, Szeretlek
So many different ways to say
Those three little words
Is breá liom tú, Aku seneng kowe
Te amo, Aroha ana ahau ki a koutou,
Jeg elsker deg, Kocham cię
Te iubesc, Milujem ťa
Yet they all have the same impact
No matter how you say it
Seni seviyorum, Tôi yêu em
Rwyf wrth fy modd i chi, Mo ni ife ti o
I love you, forever and always.
Dedicatoriaun alma que no conocía otra cosa mas que un mundo de oscuridad atada a las cadenas oscuras de la vida que creía que no iba a poder resistir más su tormento y su pesar, estando a punto de desmoronarse... encontró una luz al final del sendero... que siempre había estado ahí, alentándole y, luego recordó una antigua enseñanza ''el agua sucia no puede hacerse limpia de nuevo, más sin embargo... la oscuridad puede hacerse luz,un ángel en un demonio, pero algo nunca podrá cambiar...la inocencia de un corazón, que por más atormentado este por la oscuridad, sin manchas quedara'' y ahora lo veo, ahora lo siento. siempre rescataron a este corazón unido, me salvaron de la oscuridad, me apoyaron para no llorar. su amor es mi escape y su cariño mi cárcel. MIL GRACIAS A MI FAMILIA Y A MIS AMIGOS DE DEVIANTART COMO A MI AMIGA NATALI(QUE DIOS LA TENGA EN LA GLORIA)Dedicatoria18 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
chicago windchimeswhool shirts keep me warmer than kind wordschicago windchimes1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the frost on my window looks like flowers,
but i save my smiles for something with more desperation
it's hard for me to receive an unexpected blowjob
i write most on busses rolling through hills
i'll only see once
i write most about people
i only see once
blood's taste surprises me
i'm tired of my name
i never ask to be fixed
my penis doesn't look like it belongs on me
i love more than i love to
i care more than i care to
soft sounds keep me awake
'sister' is a pretty word
'beautiful' is an ugly word,
like gargling milk
the sexiest smell is yourself when you're dirty
this is becoming about seduction
i'm not for the Master cliché,
but i'll be the guy you think of when
the males in your life aren't working hard
enough to keep me out of your thoughts
and never end anything
I'm Sorry, Reggie.You were a gift from my ex.I'm Sorry, Reggie.1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A toy stuffed monkey.
I don't know if I can keep you anymore.
I don't know if I am the same boy
Who always loved and cared for you.
Room is running out in my heart.
I know you never asked to be a part
Of the crossfire, the collateral damage, a victim.
You deserve better, and I will make sure
You get every bit of love and devotion you need.
I know a fellow co-worker who is going home to Brazil
She would love to take care of you, and more
Than I ever could.
You always make me think of her
And a deep pain in the solar plexus results.
But this is no fault of yours.
I repeat, this is not your fault.
The blame is entirely on me.
I don't deserve your love and compassion.
I cuddled you during the nightmares of the first breakup.
But now that the second one has passed, I don't know
If I can do this any longer.
Reggie, you're making this difficult.
Your buttoned eyes, wide smile,
The heart sewn on your chest.
Loving everyone with such open honesty.
Flickering HopeI can merely stare at the ink down upon the paper I tried to write on, where I wished to explain my truest sorrows and fears. The darkness that I so desperately try to understand so I no longer will fear, is it just that I'm shallow or is it a reason I can't understand.Flickering Hope1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I've waddled far enough in this sea for so long, dwelled all too long in caves I've not been meant for. Is this the last light of my torch, the flickering flame that I call hope? I'll suffer in silence, in the dark where my torch suffocate.
I've torn the paper apart, thrown the ball I made in the bin and growled in frustration. It's only then, I realize that it's not when I want to put words on paper, I do. But when it's fading, that I can express it.
Alas, I still don't know, despite it's sort of gone. All I feel now, misery and grief, cause it's not all done in despair. I tear my heart out, asking for help, it burns worse than placing salt in a wound.
I can only see that I suffer most, when I feel as worst. When
BrokenWhen there's no one thereBroken1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To tell you everything will be okay
It's hard to believe it
when you try tell your self
If your lonely at night
With no one to hold you
What else can you do,
But dwell on the past and your mistakes
When you can't stop crying
The tears are like and endless flow
Of sorrow, sadness, and suffering
Each drop falls harder and heavier
The weight on your heart
Feels like it's breaking into a million pieces
Shattering as you scream and scream
In frustration and anger
When there's no one there
To tell you everything will be okay
Who will stop you
When you pick up that razor blade
What else can you do
But cut deep into your skin
Trying to cut away all the jaded memories
Just to make the pain go away
When you've pushed everyone away
Because you don't feel worthy anymore
Who will hold your hand in the end
When there's no one there?
DarknessYou say you hate the darkDarkness1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because with light absent
You don't know what creatures your mind has made up
That might appear right beside you.
Presenthe crawls through the ashPresent1 day ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
to give em a gift
but their mind's on the cash
they don't give a shit
so i returned from hell for cinders
to burn the world with whispers
overturn the spell of christmas
and work until you've felt the listless
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Mist ForestLike a cold, dark prison, the forest captures stray patrolsMist Forest2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Those who venture in rarely ever come back out
Its dark, leafless trees as tall and cold as the bars in a dungeon
Thick mist always sitting in low to the ground
Dread is thick in the air
The ground so rocky it hurts the paws of even dragons from Trici Domini
The air so cold it burns the lungs of ice dragons
The white bones of dragons are like the gates of Trici Domini’s dungeon
Go in, and you will never come back out
Large and mysterious, it is all too easy to get lost here
Night predators live here
Creatures with teeth that pierce the hides of dragons
Creatures who can crush bones with their jaws
Only two of the hundreds of predators here
Yet we still enter
We still wander into the dark forest
Most of us never come back out
Dark shadows seem to move on their own
The mist itself is rumored to be alive
A predator waiting for its prey
An ignorant dragon to wander alone into its jaws
Into the jaws o
GENERALGENERAŁGENERAL2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Świszczą kule i bagnety wyją ludzie przeszywani.
To powstanie się wykrwawia. Patrzy armia pstra radziecka.
Pod mundurem serca biją.
Pragną walki z germanami lecz nie dane im są boje.
Generale co tak patrzysz?
Czyżby żal ci tamtych ludzi co wśród murów umierają tak przez szwabów wyżynani?
Generale ,ach sowiecki czy to łza a może ślina ci po brodzie mokra pełznie.
Czyżbyś chęć miał na kobiety czy na krwawe strzały w plecy.
Stoi wódz wśród toni Wisły.
Chętny, aby znów zawalczyć ale Stalin „niet” powiedział a więc czeka tu nad Wisłą.
Patrzy z bólem na swastyki i kotwice połupane co spadają na walczących.
Tych co milczeć poprzysięgli i bez bronni leżą w lejach.
Patrzą smutni, rozżaleni na kuzynów swych wymownie.
one blockI've got so many dreams,one block2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but such little ambition.
I've got a closet full of love;
yet focus attrition.
Slip out the keyhole,
open the lock;
my mind is a riddle,
stunned by one block.
I do.Do you ever lie awake at night wondering if it's worth it?I do.2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because, I do.
Do you ever have the feeling of a sinking ship anchoring in the cavity of your chest where a heart should be?
Because, I do.
Do you ever have harsh words of lovers echo in your ears like cannons desecrating the battered remains of a battle field people had stop fighting in decades ago?
Because, I do.
Your Tragedy is My Comedy.You live for applause,Your Tragedy is My Comedy.2 days ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but the crowd doesn't exist.
Its all dim lights,
for the curtain call you missed.
Take your bow,
leave with a bit of pride.
Lurch back into the dressing room,
lock yourself inside.
Recited your lines,
fifteen minutes pass.
Whore yourself for limelight now,
before you're once again knocked onto your ass.