Won't Ever Leaveyou come around only in my dreams.Won't Ever Leave6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lurking there for me to sleep.
you've followed me now for fourteen years.
i wish you'd leave.
but, no, no, you refuse.
i would hide from you under my covers.
because maybe then you wouldn't see me.
the blanket my only barrier.
you couldn't climb up on my top bunk.
you really did grab me once. i swear.
she tried to make me meet you.
that was ten years ago.
i've avoided you since then.
i just saw you today.
and you won't let go. no, you won't.
i never met you.
and i'm thankful i didn't.
she's desperate for us
to be acquainted.
i'm almost afraid i'll give in.
fourteen years. i can't hide from any of you.
i hope you realize you all aren't welcome.
you'll never leave.
The last 'Good bye'The last "Good bye"The last 'Good bye'8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To say "Good bye",
For the last time
Wipe away fears,
Stop counting tears,
its the very last time,
Ill say "Good bye"
To say "Good bye",
For the last time
Loosing my sin,
Cutting my skin,
its the very last time,
Ill say "Good bye"
I know it is right,
I turn out my light,
To say "Good bye",
for the last time
I say "Good bye",
before you say it to me
Internal StruggleI used to think I knew what's right,Internal Struggle6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
have your mind control your heart
I didn't know the heart would fight
back an everlasting war
I used to think I knew what's good
Let the sane control the soul
But I still need my insane heart
If I'm ever going to feel whole
...In the end, the sanest choice
Will be to satisfy the heart,
for a happy mind and soul
can create the finest art.
Confusing the SeasonShe was often a puzzle to him, but that was one of the things he loved about her. It was early in their marriage, and he was still discovering that she could take him completely by surprise with her odd ideas.Confusing the Season5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The last of the snow was melting as the days grew longer, and winter drew to an end. They'd already seen a few robins hopping around on their muddy lawn, and the first bulbs were coming up to greet the sun. So he was amazed to come home from work to find the house smelling like Thanksgiving. There was a turkey on the table, together with all the fixings, and place settings for six. In confusion, he turned to check the calendar, which read March 19.
She laughed at the expression on his face, kissed him, and helped him pull off his coat. "Go wash up," she said. "Your parents and mine are on the way."
"I don't understand."
Her laughter filled the room. "We're giving thanks for the end of winter -
From the Shadows...Come, let the wolves liveFrom the Shadows...6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For you've been seen
You've got nothing to give
To the banshee queen
Elven beauty no more
She sings a forgotten song
Of ancient magic lore
Something went terribly wrong
Stepping out of the dark
Ready to take 'em
Never hitting the mark
Among the forsaken
No tears will be shed
When your blood is spilled
By those who're undead
You're the one who was killed
MarionetteI'm a puppet held up on thin stringMarionette4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You orchestrate my movements
Oh, are you entertained?
I live at your hands, die by your knife
Play by your rules, never win a fight
I'm a cheap imitation of everything you want
So you let my memory haunt
But my strings are so easy to cut
And the love that I have has never been enough
I keep playing the sad marionette
For a boy with no heart in his chest
Why do I dance on a stage of regret?
Is this it, punishment, am I dead?
WordlessEverything I see is brighterWordless6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the ugly has all disappeared
The heavy loads are lighter
though words remain unheard
The beauty in our 6 white eyes
Those pairs of hazel, blue and green
two remember all the tries
one failed to leave unseen.
The thoughts that flow between us all,
the art our minds complete
might float around, might rise and fall.
Unlikely, though, that it will ever meet
bouncing off a virtual wall
they'll forever retreat.
YesI pulled my coat tighter around me as the bitter cold creeped its way through to my skin. I could see my breath puff out from between my lips every time I exhaled. The night had taken its hold on the land; inky black devoured everything, the only light was the small pin pricks in the sky. I leaned against my car and pulled out a small silver flask from my pocket; the soothing liquid trickled down my throat warming my belly. I sighed and raised my eyes to the stars. I allowed the sounds of the night to wash over me and soothe me; sweep away the torment that plagued my waking consciousness. My mind wandered, thinking about nothing in particular, and then it hit upon the putrid rotted mass that infested my soul. The phantom stench of sulphur invaded my nose, and horrid screams of agony screeched in my ears. I took another swig of whiskey and tried to push away the memories; but they persisted, tearing into me.Yes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I screwed my eyes shut, clamped my hands over my ears and crouched to the groun
Seasons of LoveHot summer sun beating down on my backSeasons of Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Still, they hold no sway
No sway in my sweater
Given by him to me
Leaves falling like the tears
Pumpkins on the porch
On the porch, in the winter
Icy breath mirrors
My snowman's heart
No snowflake may touch me
No snowflake in the spring
When at last he returns
A man to the shadow
Left in my dreams
With real lips to kiss
The world renews itself
As we renew our love
Even when he's gone again
I wait for his return
For his return, the day it's over
The day that he's released
No guns will ever touch him
As long as he's with me
BelieveI believe in a world full of loneliness,Believe4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where my soul is lost in the shadows
and my dreams walking in the darkness,
With their insane lies full of sorrow.
I believe in a friendship, son of falsity;
that embraces you like barbwire
And leave you alone coldly,
in this life, like a swan in the quagmire
I believe in the storms, tears from heaven,
in this world so sick and so desolate
where my desires are closed in a prison
and I'm lost, I'm alone and isolate.
I believe in the wind that blows against
and I shudder, thinking that the end is near,
and I'm lonely, I feel sad and lost.
and my only wish is to disappear.
Forever Good byeForever "Good bye"Forever Good bye8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
running down my cheeks,
down my neck
I was dreaming alone,
without a chance,
to dream together with you.
remaining in my memories,
in my heart
had I tried to show you,
to give you a sign,
that you see my love.
My dream is broken,
my wish didn't become reality,
my heart is dead,
since the day,
you came over to me,
to tell me you would move away,
I loose myself in memories,
steal away in fantasies,
but in the end,
all I ever got from you,
was a "Good bye"
The Last of SummerFresh, black, glutinous in the heat,The Last of Summer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Newly laid tarmac hangs in the air
Outside the hermetically sealed windows.
I slip out of my equally sealed safety boots
Into flip-flops to leave,
Out into the treacle-thick humidity
Just as the first
Languid drops of rain
Sizzling on the still-smouldering asphalt.
They hit my feet and lift me up.
I turn my music off.
Joggers speed up to find shelter.
A man smelling of ointment
Cycles slowly and with determination
Towards the hospital.
Walking towards the station with
Slippery clay-grey feet.
Women bicker outside the takeaway,
Scowling at the weather,
But I smile.
Just another lunatic in the rain.
Past the man with waist-length white-blonde hair, and
A couple wearing too much make-up
In the bus-shelter.
I need consequences to function well.
But today rain will do.
Through a World DarklyI fell through a world darklyThrough a World Darkly6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to that city of lost angels
they say does not exist
and tasted the streets paved in gold
and the manna burning too bright
in your eyes.
I let it touch me
no one else dared
and wept at the wonder
of feeling something new.
I watched the sun eclipse
and loved how the cold
welled up from the buildings
and saw the beauty
in bitter weeds
that broke the fallow streets
and made them weep
the simplicity of chaos
stroke my thoughts,
undressing them like carrion
and the hard thrust of deceit
sallow and sinuous
crack the world apart
in my hands.
And I knew in an instant
my home was among the broken,
those softly bleeding souls
whose skin is my incense,
and whose frail flesh
is the light
that leads me back to you...
White Magick, Black Death "It's too late."White Magick, Black Death6 years ago in Horror More Like This
The old man said, and I knew it was true. I felt the emptiness of the estate behind him. She was gone, like the rest of her family. Freezing, I stood at the gates of my love's home and tried hard to revel in the few but precious memories of our time together. Everything was like a dream, only my feelings were so real.
Suddenly, I wasn't sure anymore if it really had been just a dream, or wishful thinking. The squeal of the closing gate brought me back to the here and now. I took a step forward and caught an icy iron bar with one gloved hand.
"Where did she go?" I asked the old servant. He sadly shook his head, as if he had expected me to ask.
After a long moment of silence, he offered, "I can take you there."
I had passed the gat
Falling StarI used to turn my back to the sunFalling Star6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
not face the light of day
I used to soon go back to the moon
to later run away
I used to turn my back to the sun
and wait by the meadow
And I would watch the light going by
until I would see your shadow
Well I'm a falling star, burning up when finally shining
Because we've come too far...
I used to drink the water I'm now drowning in
I used to think my life was finally flowering
But the boat missed the shore, it's out of sight and out for more
I'm out of time, the sun has set, my only guide is a single star
But it's a falling star, burning up when finally shining
Because we've come too far, in wrong places and the wrong timing
Because we go too far...
Where is the tower?
How to find the route?
I HateBecause I grew up in a very racist household.I Hate6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I never learned how to not.
Because I was never taught to love me for me.
Because I never want anyone to feel alone.
Because I grew up without love.
Because I never learned any better.
Because I never wanted to disappoint anyone.
Because I wasn't allowed to live my childhood.
Because he didn't wait for me to answer.
Because no one understands what's inside my head.
Because they all picked on me.
Because I was the smart kid.
Because I started slacking off.
Because I don't know what's wrong with me.
Because I want something more.
Because I never learned to love.
Because nicotine and hunger pains aren't enough for me.
Because the throbbing in my head doesn't ever stop.
Because I'm not an A+ student.
Because I was always bruised.
Because I want to feel alive.
Because I had no one to tell.
Because I have no one to trust.
Because I can't sleep.
Because I hurt myself.
Because I'm not pretty.
Because I'm not good at anything.
Because he too
Death of MaratDeath of Marat6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with no treasures left
except her skin and
the clothes on her back.
She was clean,
the way assassins
need to be
as evening prayers,
and the crowd loved her smile
upturned like a guillotine
under the Paris sun
just the right shade
to spark hope in kings
as they lay dying.
find her lovely,
and so fresh
she broke the morning,
while the bath
ran cold and red
and the papers
slipped from his hand
to make a home
and did he feel
the knife slide
with a courtesan's grace
under his flesh -
just the right hue
to strip the air of words
as he lay drowning?
Control FreakI have an addictionControl Freak7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that's kind of different
from the usual.
I'm going to talk to you
until I find out
what keeps you
up at night.
I need to unlock
the contents of your
brain, only to spill
its secrets all over
the ground so I can
sort through them.
Then I'll comfort you
just enough to make it
I'm going to make you need me.
The Diet Of SleepI am falling,The Diet Of Sleep8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
victim to my thoughts,
my acerbic melancholy.
Left alone, my mind is a perilous instrument.
My carefully constructed disposition s h a t t e r s to glasssss
and the shards are eroding my cerebral walls.
These tears are sultry weights that singe my cheeks
NudeI took off layer afterNude8 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
I stripped myself of my sticky c n.
Wild briar b
Habitual ObsessionOld habits die hardHabitual Obsession6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But maybe they didn't really die.
Maybe I just ran from them for long enough
I thought they were dead.
And I slowed down,
I took a breath,
And they're right back again.
Staring me in the face,
But you won't notice they're back.
Each time 'round
I learn more.
I learn that they'll never die.
I'll never outrun them.
I might as well hide them.
The ExI tried to ignore the blood-red stain spreading inexorably across my white skirt. The maitre'd fussed about, offering me napkins and apologies by turns. With the company I was wont to keep, it occurred to me that I was a fool for not having bought shares in White King. It seemed an interminable age before the waiter finally left with a promise to bring another bottle. I asked if he could make it a dry white, this time.The Ex11 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned my attentions back to the man sitting across the table from me, forcing myself to meet his eyes. Sharp green met nervous hazel. "Davidů" I kept my voice soft, but firm. I could see the tension taking hold of his shoulders, forcing his back straight. He had a white-knuckled grip on his knife and fork. I frowned. "Hey, relax. I'm not talking about the end of the world."