EchoesShe echoes inside.Echoes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her loneliness leaving her barren and cold,
Her fingertips so bloodied and broken.
She had tried to climb out,
But to no avail.
Her love lay on the earth beside her,
As her tears,
Her eyes are chiseled out stars,
trails of gold carve into green;
wobbly curses splatter the walls
She tries to get out,
She tries to get out.
"Don't leave me," he says
Trickling water resounds around them,
Its pattering going slower, and slower,
Pounding deep within her.
Her eyes, like chocolate melt with tears,
And as they flow she is immersed in nothingness.
Darkness is her friend,
And her solace.
The very thing that plunged her here,
Wont break her free,
She prays for unconsciousness,
Mired fingers extend to the flash
of white and dark that is
his sinking hope.
Every heartbeat is like a thunderclap,
and he becomes afraid
of what glides on
above the walls of earth.
A city of bones crack and rattle
Breaking The Chains- Verse 1 -Breaking The Chains6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Every stroke of the paintbrush, it speaks of her soul,
The girl and the woman, so broken, so cold,
In a world full of violence, of hatred and pain,
She stands and she trembles, facing the rain,
It falls all around her; chilling her bones,
All the actions that no one could hope to condone,
The moments that stole all she hoped to possess,
Shes left as a soggy, and frail little mess.
- Bridge -
See and speak and hear no evil,
The world in which you need no part,
Quash the doubts and mounting fears!
Mend that broken, bleeding heart.
- Chorus -
If we reflect those who have hurt us the most,
Our true selves will die, we will walk as if ghosts,
In a time full of pretense, of cruelty- fear,
I will not be like them, no, that much is clear.
- Verse 2 -
She is born of the cruel times, and yet she forgives,
Her heart is so open, it continues to give,
Every struggle defines her; each breath and each gasp,
She watches us all through the veils of he
HushBe quiet, so quiet,Hush7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I cant hear you speak,
Your words- they enrage me,
Pathetic and weak.
Youre no one,
A cold witless stare,
Youre so sad,
Theres nobody there.
Youre too thoughtful,
I am sick of you now,
I dont love you,
Dont want you,
Dont like you somehow.
So be mute,
Just to deafen,
The person I hate,
Youre just nothing,
Just no one,
A clean hollow slate.
Trapped in the MemoryI want to be in another place,Trapped in the Memory7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It doesn't matter how hard I try,
I don't know what's worth fighting for,
It's all too much to take in,
My walls are closing in.
Sometimes I need to remember just to breathe
Something has been taken from deep inside of me,
I can't feel the way I did before,
Its like nothing I can do can distract me,
The darkness holding me tightly,
All I ever think about is this.
There's no escape
Lifes harder everyday,
Feel it in your chest,
Making your heart stop,
I can not explain to you anything I say or do,
All I've got is what you didn't take.
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
I'm strong on the surface,
And now you think this person really is me,
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat and tears,
Replaced freedom with fear,
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there.
I cannot take this anymore
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head,
The pace is too fast,
The sacrifice of hiding in a lie,
I want to run away, never say good bye,
Nameless and BlamelessI am one without a face,Nameless and Blameless7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
All alone and out of place,
I wander every darkened street,
Hoping for some light to see,
Yet everyday it is the same,
I am but one without a name.
Left shaking in the lanterns hue,
I see no places that I knew,
Was taken from where I belonged,
And I was stolen, I was wronged,
Discarded, beaten, robbed of faith,
I am but one without a name.
No shelter keeps the pain from me,
As I vomit, as I bleed,
The dumpsters metal chills my bones,
And as I stand here lost, unknown,
I am but one without the fame,
A ghost who does not share her name.
temporal inconsistenciesmorningtemporal inconsistencies6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wake with dreams
smuggled from slumber;
they are many in my arms,
each humming a different tune,
enchanting in their own
i know i cannot have all of them
but i ask time to flow slowly
so that i may listen to as many as i can
i am in the present; i am doing
what i feel needs to be done
lost in these tasks, the future seems
seeded with promises of similar days
of life and productivity, laced with
personal progress and emotional satisfaction
i thank time for this comfortable pace
because everything feels alright
i feel the energy ebbing away
from my body with my morale;
stopped moving, the seeds cannot
come to life without water, and
the future freezes over into an
empty canvas of meaningless infinity
as frustration takes hold, tailed by anxiety,
i conclude that no matter what i do every day,
the sun will set all the same and nothing
of real value will have been accomplished,
knowing i will remain unfulfilled,
When..... The darkness has faded around the edges, light seeping in slowly like the steady drip of a faucet left too long in decay. The ground beneath me that was once crumbling is knitting itself back together before my very eyes, the trenches of despair vanishing as if they had been nothing but a ghostly apparition. The whispers that once filled the silence have turned into the humming lullaby of a nightingale singing softly from it's perch. The coldness that once engulfed me, chilling me to my very core has begun to drift away, sliding into the night as the threat of the morning sun chases it far away.When.....6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I turn my face to the sky in anticipation, eagerly awaiting the dawning of a new day. The shadows try to invade this new found light, threatening to strip away my hopes and dreams. I close my eyes and focus on your face, the face of my love and know that in the end, all will be as it should. I smile as I remember your touch and know I
Dear DaddyDear Daddy,Dear Daddy7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
I love flowers. Do you love flowers? Flowers are so pretty cause they dont bother anyone and they make everyone smile. Even sad and mean people can look at flowers and smile and feel good for the day. And when you give flowers Daddy, it means you are giving someone love. I love flowers.
I love clouds too. They float around and make pretty shapes and colours and they are never the same! They always move! I saw a bunny rabbit in the clouds once, and it was so fluffy. It looked like it would start bouncing in the sky. Are there sky rabbits Daddy? Does the sky have a big place for the animals to play? Is that where animal Heaven is? Are people up there with the animals too? When I die, I wanna play with the animals. I hope God can work it all out for me.
Can I say something else than dear? It sounds like old people talk.
You know you cant just fall asleep on me when you go to read a book to me. I grabbed
DementiaDementia6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As a matter of fact
I dont know.
Did someone say to think?
Cause I dont think I can breath straight.
I was just trying to see
But I dont think itll work.
Something just popped,
Into my brain,
Besides the crawling,
That I cant think at all,
I cant touch the bleeding,
Of whats flow out
But if I tried to lay down,
It wont get done.
Whats going on now?
Dont think I have any strength,
Nothing seems quite real
At the moment
What was I going to say anyway?
I think my minds gone numb
It could be fun,
But I dont think,
I can think about it
Were you about to say something?
Maybe I should stop,
Going into nothing now
Falling into placid dreaming,
Of what is not going on.
But I cant seem to fo