ALONENo one can see the pain that we hide,ALONE9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They're happy for us to keep it inside,
Our fear is our own; they don't want to know,
Why sould we involve them; why should it show.
You live your whole life in confusion and fear,
The need to feel something unbearably near,
Half of you living, Half of you gone,
And inside you know what your doing is wrong.
The thing's that can help, the thing's that may heal,
Are the flame or the blade and the sting of the steel,
The destruction of skin means the death of your soul,
But there's nowhere to run when your living alone.
R.I.P.Did anyone notice that she winced if you raised your arm?R.I.P.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Did anyone notice that her eyes were wide with alarm?
Did anyone notice that she never looked you in the eye?
Did anyone notice that her voice was but a sigh?
Did anyone notice that her skin was always bruised?
Did anyone question whether she might be abused?
Did anyone question why she walked in obvious fear?
Did anyone question why one day she did not appear?
Did anyone recognize her face on the six-o’clock news?
Did anyone see her remains pulled from the river refuse?
Did anyone care that this quiet girl no longer exists?
No. No one did. And she will never even be missed.
The VampireHis eyes like the rays of the sunThe Vampire6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burning fiery red against his pale skin
They draw me closer, full of danger
Yet I cant turn away
His long fangs are razor blades
Ready to sink into my neck
He edges closer
And I catch my breath
Yet I cant turn away
I freeze like a deer in headlights
I am trapped
He is the vampire
And I am his prey
Yet I cant turn away
ASYLUMAsylum:ASYLUM2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I scrape my hands upon the ground,
Staring at my cell.
I wonder why I'm trapped inside,
This vivid living hell.
I've heard the voices calling out,
Maybe they're in my head...
I wonder where my cell-mates are,
Maybe they are dead...
Time has no meaning in this place,
Nor does the word of day and night,
The food is simply human flesh,
It will give you quite a fright...
Upon a chair they strap me down,
They open my eyes and make me shiver,
They pull out a scalpel and many knives,
The sight alone, it makes me quiver.
They inject me with a strange chemical,
The world does fade to black.
I wake up in my cell again,
And hear the sound clink-clack!
Lo, they left the door unlocked,
Unhinged it's time for freedom.
Release me from this horrid prison,
It is a place devoid of reason!
Demons chase me in the halls,
A laughing chef with a chainsaw calls.
It splutters and thirsts for my blood of life,
But I'd rather die by the kitchen knife!
"I wonder if I ever said goodbye to my
Sensual TortureSensual Torture:Sensual Torture1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are but a simple pawn;
Caught in a maelstrom of ill feelings and turmoil.
You were not meant to be here -
But unfortunately, here you are my friend...
Now then, I do not wish to drag this out;
There is no purpose in badgering someone who knows so little.
However - without your confession - I'm afraid that
I would not know whom I should share my - pleasures with...
Though I'm certain that you will be sharing plenty...
Of course, it will probably be a poor idea to make you scream,
At least not while I'm still enjoying your fear.
Instead we'll begin with a simple agony;
A quick taste of your pain to whet my appetite...
We'll begin with just a thin incision,
One that is made in the center of both your eyelids.
And then, then we'll make another cut - this one just above the eyes...
Ah, I will adore the feeling of watching your skin peel apart
As the scalpel bites in and draws it aside; much like the curtain
Set upon a theatre stage. It is the
I Am So DisturbedI Am So Disturbed:I Am So Disturbed2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How long will it burn me,
In darkness cloaked.
Raped by a voice,
Of death it spoke.
The ceiling revolves with words of sorrow,
Draped on the walls, they are creatures hollow.
Screaming and crying, the death we seek,
The eyes that stare, when I fall asleep.
Voiceless whispers and empty sound,
The pattern of drool, that stains the ground.
Endlessly scratching at walls and eyes,
I stare at reflections that breathe to die.
The darkened shadows that seem to stain,
The constant sound of a pouring rain.
Wherever I go, the eyes that lead,
Within me planting a dirty seed.
Again and again I am twisted by sound,
I wake in a room that seems to surround.
I see myself, but I know it's not me,
What is man, in the mirror I see...
"You sir, have got terrible bags beneath your eyes!"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 3rd March 2012
SuicideI'm sorry i've got to do thisSuicide8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't take anymmore.
I loved you, and always will,
please don't forget me,
cos i'll never forget you.
I hope to see you later on
when your time to pass has come.
thankyou for helping me
I'm sorry it didnt work out better,
you all tried your best
please dont blame your selves.
thats not what I want,
I want you all to be happy,
go on with your lives.
do it for me cos I couldnt do it,
not even for myself.
I tried my best to be happy and free
but at the end of the day,
thats just not me.
The Toymaker...Ah my dear, how are you feeling?The Toymaker...4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not too uncomfortable I hope...
You see, you are another,
A wondrous being, handpicked by me,
For you are perfect.
Before you start screaming,
Before all that noise and unpleasantry befouls these soft red lips.
I've taken the liberty of removing your tongue...
Wag, wag, wag;
That's all it was doing when I extracted it.
Like some, infectious insect
But oh, I shouldn't raise my voice.
That's not very proper of me, hehe.
Now, let's put some markings on you.
Mmm - I'm going to have to get rid of all this, excess.
You see, I can't have a toy that's all bulging in the wrong places.
Dolls are slim, dolls are pretty.
So no, we can't have that...
We'll just slowly slide this tiny slip of metal.
Shlip, shlop, shlip, shlop - and pull!
You see, you see?
It comes right off, like a laye
How I hate her......How I hate her......9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How I hate her
more than dried up lipstick, spam trying to sell.
than the bitter taste of milk gone to hell
you want me to feel well
And then you tell tell
"don't worry about her trace on my cock
and her blood on my heart
we are no more, and broken appart"
How I hate her
more than dolls prettier than mine.
than papercuts, maggots and people feelin "fine"
you tell me it's over
done and bye
but I still see her in your eye eye
it's such a lie lie
How I Hate Her
More than sickness in a wound, kids gone mad.
than the worst past memory I've ever had
you tell me she is dead
eaten and decomposed, less than dust
so..no more flirt flirt
only playing with dirty dirt
underneath her skirt
How I hate myself
More than all the girls you ever slept with.
than roadkills, wasps on icecream and pants I can't fit
you tell me you love me...alot..
almost as much as you loved her
everything I say
to feel this way
AngerAnger9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You call me weak,
I might be,
You call me names,
I take them,
I stood up to you,
You pushed me down,
My body feels hot,
My knuckles turn white,
I close my eyes,
When I open them you lay on the floor,
You get up and swing at me,
I swing back harder than ever before,
As you fall I see tears of blood,
Istill feel rage,
I still feel hate,
Everyone stares as they pull me away,
Covered in blood that is not mine,
You called me weak,
But my hate for you made me strong.
FEARFEAR:FEAR1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Frantically he scrambles away from the dark
Eager to be free of his waking nightmare
Acting only upon the instinct within him;
Reminded constantly that he is prey
For some time he hides in the pervasive shadows
Earnestly praying that he will not be discovered
A single sound is all it takes to jar him;
Running from a creature that he can barely see
From head to toe it is certainly monstrous
Enshrouded in an aura of absolute repugnance
As the acid drips from its cruel jaws,
Rapidly dissolving the ground below
Fearful, he cowers, beneath boxes and cardboard,
Escaping away into a tiny corner of his mind
Alone with only his anxiety for company
Resting for what might be his very last
From birth, Ever-present, Always Remembered
such is the nature of FEAR
Writing poetry again Doctor Cecil? That's good!
You'll need a hobby to be working in an environment like this
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th October 2012
JudgementJudgement:Judgement1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are a mewling coward and weakling
Offal to the world, yet too arrogant to admit it!
Unbridled by the feelings of shame and guilt;
A man who was naught but a self-serving sycophant...
Remember the days that you used to spend
Envious of others who worked harder than you
More and more you would curse at their backs
It was an act that blackened your tongue and soul!
Now as you gaze into the maw of the inferno
Endlessly waiting for the judge's call
Read the first letter of every line, and know the fate for which you fall.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 6th July 2012
The Wolven PrideThe Wolven Pride:The Wolven Pride2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are hunted down as monsters;
By legends demonised.
We are feared as devilish creatures
In your pitiful human eyes...
But let me try and teach you
Of why we do not fear.
Because we actually enjoy it
When the hunters seek us here.
In the forest we are champions
In the night we rule the lands.
The hunter becomes the hunted
And dies by our hands.
Fangs will pierce his fragile throat
His flesh is torn to shreds.
It is the fear and scent of death
That the hunter truly dreads.
But we alone shall know no fear
For by the moon we shall be blessed.
Draped in Luna's loving embrace;
We bet our life with every breath.
That is who we are.
The wolven pride of werewolves
Is arrogance from afar.
Viewed by trembling creatures
Wetting themselves in fright.
We appear as snarling punishers
In the glory of the night.
Here in the deepest shadows
Where the light will never reach.
We silence the mouths of humans
For we tire of what they preach:
In Case You're BoredIn Case You're Bored:In Case You're Bored1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For those who are bored with seeing teenage relationships on the FP. Here is a bonus, Disturbed-style, Chen piece to entertain you all.
What Lives Inside of Me:
Locked away inside
Dreaming of evil rising up in me
Let me play with your-
I will break through the walls of sanity
Leave me pure inside
Take away all of my humanity
Will I kneel before-
The corpses stained by the need for your sanctity?
Will you be mine? Or will I break you again-
The beast is swelling up inside of me
A temptuous lie, from the moment that you denied
The demon that you knew you grew to be
The swirling mist of a blood red fog...
Descending down upon this untamed dog...
Just wash away, the sins of man...
Blood red stains as I, held her rotting hand!
Awaken me! but leave me broken inside-
Colder sins that never left from me
The demon inside, is something I can't control
Kill him now before he drags y
My Beautiful FilthMy Beautiful Filth:My Beautiful Filth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
Sad GirlYou've pierced my heart and left me to dieSad Girl9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit all alone and wonder why
It's hard to go on without a heart
It was your razorblade words that tore it apart
Scribbling down sentences to describe how I feel
Nothing I write can feel this real
The mirror reflects a pain that will never fade
I'm trapped in a mess that I've made
Duct taping broken pieces that fit into place
Mascara running down my face
At a frantic pace my fingers missed
A lose piece fell and slit my wrist
Just enough to see a peek of red
The way this night ended I'd rather be dead
SuicideSuicide10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is a poem to no one
But to the world
Where is life and love,
When there is so much pain?
You know of what I speak.
The endless lines and rhymes
Scribbled by desperate souls
Such as you,
Such as I,
Seeking, searching, praying
For what else but freedom.
But that freedom you fool
Is the illusion.
Could you ever see why?
Why pain is the chain
That weighs our souls down.
Why freedom is nothing more
Than the walls of our prison.
You may break free of none
And live a simple life
But I no longer can.
And still, and still I'm trapped.
I've clawed at these tiled walls
All these many years.
Now my bloody fingertips
No longer feel the salty tears
As I wipe them across my face.
So you see my unfortunate friend
The walls are my flesh
And the chain, my lonely thoughts.
No matter how deep I dig and tear
No matter how much crimson tape I bled
These very walls,
My tortured soul could not have fled,
So this night my tired feet will float
In a porcelain pool drawn
ZombiesRun run run,Zombies6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With all your might,
But in the end,
Well win the fight.
We never tire,
We never sleep,
We are undead,
The living we reap.
It takes but one bite,
Then the job is done,
Soon youll turn,
And join our fun.
Were creeping in the alleys,
Were limping down the streets,
Always on the hunt,
For our bloody treats.
You ignored Romero,
But the bell now chimes,
And dont bother running,
For this is the end of times!
We are zombies,
You are the few,
Once youre bitten,
Youll become one too.
Entrance To The Dark ForestEntrance To The Dark Forest4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come in, come in...
Why go back home, why turn around?
The forest calls.. Can’t you hear the sound?
Come in, come in...
There is nothing to lose, and everything to win;
for this, this is not like anywhere you've ever been.
Here the trees twist, the branches twine
the twigs crack, the leaves rustle.
You won't get far, not moving a muscle.
Don't be afraid...
You could always stay
just till darkness falls?
Move.. come on, the forest calls!
Go on, and don't look back
Just follow the track, step by step.
No need to bring water, no need to bring bread
Tea with the RabbitTea with the rabbit todayTea with the Rabbit7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
just the same as every day,
every single day and every single night.
And when he danced and sang
I could not join in merriment
for the ropes that bound did not budge
He would scream and cry while sipping tea,
and I would laugh while hiding tears.
He said he was late,
for what I know naught,
but he did not leave my nightmare.
“The Queen of Hearts is evil!”
And I agreed blindly. Yet I could not help
but wonder if she was really the evil one.
Dormouse, his friend of valiant honor,
rammed his sword into my thigh
and grinned when I wept and bled.
And my one and only friend sat across,
sipping his tea without a care, mumbling nonsense.
The giant hat upon his head outweighed his judgement.
Tea was scalding as it poured down my throat,
he didn't care as his feet thumped down
pleas to stop fell on deaf cottontail ears.
And when the cry of ‘off with her head!’ sounded
I couldn’t help but be relived and yet I still cried.
White Lily GirlWhite Lily Girl:White Lily Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say that love is plenty
But mine is simply dead.
She sleeps amongst the flowers
I grew upon her bed...
I wonder if she's dreaming
Of smiles and happy things.
Or playing her favourite game
Of rubber balls and strings...
She used to mean the world to me
But humans took her life.
Oh lord that took my child away
I offer you this knife...
It bears the blood of your faithful humans
The ones you taught to scream of hate...
How many more will join the ranks
Of the damned that I create?
Droolings wrecks and putrid bodies
The ultimate art of sanguine pride!
The dead that groan in utter pain
Will stay forever by her side...
Cut and sewn, hewn and cleft
Made to match like ragged dolls.
Each will be a lifeless guardian
Watching from the bitter walls...
You took my child and stole her life
Now I do the same for you...
Your children now shall bear my hatred
And there is nothing you can do.
Come and drink of water or wine
I shall feed you as I feed
Song of the Sea SirenSong of the Sea Sirens:Song of the Sea Siren2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The roaring wind was quick to die
As the fog began to form.
Silence soon surrounded us
Like a calm before the storm.
In the darkest distance; against the light
I could hear a haunting melody.
It seemed to sound like a Siren's call
Coming from across the sea.
Immediately my crew reacted
As we dove beneath the deck.
Wool and wax to plug the ears
And ropes to tie me back.
As a Captain of this Pirate ship
My duty was plain to see.
Tied to the mast as a sacrifice
Was where I soon would be.
For one alone must endure the call
Else the Siren would not sing.
This had been a long tradition
Since the time of the Pirate King.
A swig of rum would steel the soul;
With a prayer of mercy from the crew.
Left alone upon the deck
It was like a private dinner for two.
'Come with me, my little sailor,'
Her voice did whisper in my mind
'I alone will give you pleasure,
For I alone am kind...'
Indeed she was an enchanting creature
Soft and warm with the promise of
The CrazedThe Crazed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The carrion birds are circling .
Here in this village underneath the blood-red sky,
We listen to the screams, which are our lullaby.
Another shall be sacrificed,
Another one shall die.
Stray murmurs flutter by. Don't spread the rumor
Or to the gallows you'll go.
Death to the one who has sinned.
The distorted crowd gathers for the midnight show.
The carrion birds are circling .
Here in this village where the moon doesn't shine,
We live in the gloom, surrounded by the night's embrace.
Don't cry. Hide those tears,
Unless you want to face your deepest fears.
We who inhabit this village, twisted and lonely,
Enjoy our little game.
Play with us?
The carrion birds are circling .
Down descends our maleficent angels.
The saviors have come. The raw flesh
Has begun to rot. It will make a fine meal
The carrion birds are feasting .