dysfunction incorporated.We're clouds that were sweet lullabies
And dilemmas that reassure a salty touch
Of birds flying high through autumn-tinged skies
Dysfunction incorporated scheming as such.
Smoke-stained thank-yous that temper a hail
Beneath your wavering impenetrability.
As humility merges with cheap poison retail
Apprehension uncovers your water-logged invisibility.
Counterfeit comedies dance in between awkward welcomes
As I fall victim to your sunlit smiles
Park benches taste progress with more insentient outcomes
Because acid-based makeup puts pride in denial.
Flawless disorder gives the illusion of normality
While hidden discomforts betray your indifference
Tears will soon fall as blades to your sanity
As I question anxiety over deceit as a preference.
Internal umbrellas protect you from opportunistic showers,
Treasure troves hiding in the lack of motivation.
I deviously prod the shy, freedom-deprived flowers
That are your alienated eyes drowning in unwanted information.
Only the maps drawn laced t
TrivialYou're beautiful, you know.Trivial4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even though you won't see it
Because pride is unbecoming
(not to mention a deadly sin
But you don't concern yourself
You're incredibly bright, you know,
You need to forget about your shadows,
Seeping from beneath locked doors.
They're really just
Compared to the rainbow
That glistens beneath your skin.
You're too sweet, you know.
Your goofy grin holds
More sugar than can be healthy
Don't worry, though,
I've got a sweet tooth.
Pity I can't afford to pay
For filling in all the cavities you'll leave
In my hea-
You're strong, you know.
Unafraid to jump in mud puddles or
Change lives or other
That make my day
You've make your mark:
Solid and dark. It's more than
To me. (It's on me - )
But then again
I'm not exactly
A factor in your success-o-meter
Just a trifle.
I love you, you know.
But nobody is more ignorant than you
When it comes to enjoying the little things,
Even if the little th
I promise.When you feel youve lost yourself,I promise.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If you think youre ever bound
To where theres no-one else to help,
When youre sure you wont be found,
Ill keep on searching for you.
When you know youll never win,
If you say youd rather die,
If you feel like giving in,
If your energys drained dry,
Ill keep on fighting for you.
If you arent able to cope
With being optimistic on your own,
When youve given up all hope
On any dreams youd ever known,
Ill keep on hoping for you.
If you no longer care bout anything,
When youre being left behind,
If you try to let go of everything
When you feel time rushing by,
Ill keep on holding on to you.
When the rain is pouring down,
And your face is streaked with tears,
When your world is crumbling all around,
If youre succumbing to all your fears,
Ill keep on being there for you.
Belief is for...I know I'll keep coming back.Belief is for...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know I must be crazy.
This is ridiculous, to the point of patheticality, insanity, lovedoesn'texist,
I might as well believe in the Easter bunny;
You're not going to change.
I know I'll keep coming back.
Collecting scars like stamps,
Hoarding them like I do my death-wishes.
I know I've deviated from innocent curiosity
To a secretly raging masochistic wannabe;
I'll show my desperately flailing failing faltering self,
Once I've really truly realised you're not going to change.
I know I'll keep coming back.
I know you'll attempt to understand,
But I hate to see you waste energy on the unimportant.
Keep on preaching; tell me I'm not remarkably flawed,
I might as well believe in self-worth. Self-preservation.
Self-preservation? Are you kidding? I might as well believe in love...
out of tune.♪♫out of tune.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember when
I used to play connect the dots
With your beauty marks and
I could make picture perfect sheet music
Audible to those on the other side of sanity
I read your voice's musical notes
With the composers eye, and
Beethoven's ear and
For the very first time I heard my song.
The melody that sung me from oblivion;
Mental images of finest tunes
Are what I've been nodding my head to lately,
And every now and then
I find the amiable notes in my seldom plucked heart strings -
Out of tune from misuse
But either way, it doesn't matter
You refuse to learn how to play.
At least, not with me.
CensureMy forced smileCensure4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and tears down
the walls of my
August 8th, 2010
Predictable, aren't we...Let's come to a conclusion already;Predictable, aren't we...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You and I both find gratitude in the dimming refraction,
And we're both insane at times, delirious at best,
I remember nights we'd watch the sky
with curiosity in wandering eyes,
But the burst of clarification,
Never settles well in our stomachs
Nor our disguises
When we experience emotional needs,
We scatter to opposite ends,
Writhing in anticipation over this passion that never bends
Now were both on separate plains,
Prancing around with desires for a new face, a new taste,
And someone new's attention,
Just, (and) maybe,
One day you and I would be at arm's length
And no longer distracted by the width of our blindsides.
BecauseBecause you're just in the right placeBecause4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At the wrong time -
Stop holding my hand, please
Because it makes putting my arms around you awkward -
I know you'll be at my side when
I'm wishing you had shorter hair,
And your lips a little less confident.
Because I've got all the time in the world,
And you're more impatient
Than I am hesitant and wary
Of a heart as of yet either
Existent or unbroken
Because I don't believe in miracles and you
Won't believe your eyes,
Because they're just not the right shade of lovely,
But I'll make exceptions
Because I'm exceptionally lonely
Because I'm tired of making excuses
And your smile is quiet
And your appeal is simple
Because you're willing.
LiesThe worst thing about lying is notLies4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the fact that you are lying to others,
but that you are lying to yourself.
Substitute Non-Believerfor the teacher who doesnt believeSubstitute Non-Believer5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have you ever drowned
in April showers
along side the Robins
and the sluggish worms
plunging their pink heads
through the earth?
have you constructed
a person in your
only to find
have you awoken
from a dream
and would kill
to go back
have you reflected
in a silver spoon or
a pair of
have you been
were you ever a child
eating ice cream
in the sun?
have you ever held
a fresh and
10 reasons Religion is Immoral1) You can't question faith.10 reasons Religion is Immoral4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The religious texts are believed despite mountains of evidence against them- If they were anything other than 'Holy' they would be sitting next to Harry Potter and Twilight right now. 'Because God said so' or 'Because I have faith' does not prove anything, anymore than me believing in Dragons because I saw one on a Welsh Flag and my flatmate told me the DO exist. It is also completely illogical for a society which relies in science to have such an attitude, I know enough from my boring statistics work that you need a LOT of evidence just to say 'this does not disprove the hypothesis'. But if I say 'you don't get healed by magic water' I'm ganna go to hell.
2) It stands in the way of scientific discoveries and evidence.
Religion prevents real science from being developed and understood by a significant amount of society, such as Geneses being taught in schools as fact, and Darwin being given as much regard as a crazy homeless man shouting in the street.
ReligionNo one decides my fateReligion7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You look down on others
what makes you so great?
You worship a false entity
Is that what makes you greater than me?
I see people all around blinded by pain
When will they open their eyes
and feel the rain?
All that is real is shunned
I know this for i am one
You dont like me because i do not agree
I do not push things on you
Do you not see?
I wish to live my life
Happy and carefree
Your dreams of an oasis do not appeal
You cannot see the way i feel
I am frustrated by your ignorance
I guess it truly is as they say
It is truly blissful not to know your fate
You hide the truth from yourself
Youve been brainwashed your whole life
Putting reality on a shelf
Yet you take these truths
without one hinderance in your "righteous" strife
ReligionSo I grew up Catholic. Baptized, Communion, Reconciliation, Conformation, the whole enchilada.Religion7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Having everyone and their mother stick preconceived notions in your face really makes you go crazy inside, or at least it did me.
Being Atheist doesn't mean I'm a "devil worshiper" or that I am a bad person.
I actually am a good person.
That's another thing America puts in your heads.
"Good Christian Girl, Good Catholic Girl"
There's no such thing as
"Good Atheist Girl"
Which I think is very dumb!
I am a good person. I care about others, I respect people, I love to laugh and make other people laugh, I love children, and helping people.
Just because I cannot identify myself with a religion doesn't mean I'm a bad person.
I in fact think the world would be SO much better off without religion.
Religion is the root of SO many problems.
So many wars are started over religion differences.
So many fights between people, community's, country's.
Gay people are shut out of the comm
Problems with ChristianityINTROProblems with Christianity9 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Out of all of the religions out there, Christianity is one of the most (if not the most) powerful. It has over a billion followers worldwide.
I chose to write this on Christianity not to single it out, but because it is the most common religion, especially in the Western world. Whether you are atheist, a devout catholic, a member of any other religion, confused as to your own stand on the issue, or a believer who does not belong to any church, please read the following with an open mind.
Christians preach that you should treat your neighbour as you would like to be treated. Somehow, I don't think that Christians would like to be ostracized from society and denied certain rights. Yet the Church is highly opposed to gay marriages. Though currently the Church isn't, the Bible is blatantly sexist and racist. But people like to ignore what the parts of the Bible they don't like. That must be why eating shrimp and lobster is not considered a sin, though the Bible clearly stat
spineless.sometimes i put my handspineless.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to my back and trace my spine
just to make sure its still there.
i will never grow up,
never be beautiful enough,
never pull that haze of
green smoke into or away
from my chest.
that is your home,
and i regret to say that
i have lost your eviction
im terribly sorry for the
way you still make me bleed
silent screams biting
their way over my tongue;
im terribly sorry,
but how the fuck can i
stop loving you when i cant
forget you long enough to look
in the mirror and see you in the
you tell me in no (un)certain words
that i am not anything to you,
and i just nod and smile,
just clutch my insides and cry
when you cant see me
because what the fuck else
is there to do.
i am not a bashful soul
i am not afraid to grab you
by the wrists and not let
go until you love me back
but if i had any less backbone
id be dead.
ReligionReligion10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Religion for the hated,
Is a hooded disbelief.
Untouchable by all,
Yet reachable by many.
A figment of the mind,
Sad and unaware.
It is a figure of the world,
That does not exist.
It is a problem,
That can not be solved.
That can not be equaled.
An extra hope,
For the not so hopeful,
Is a way to hurt,
All who are "faithful".
A Musical EulogyA Musical Eulogy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It all ended the day the piano turned cold,
One tinkling chord, then silence.
I buried the music deep in a basement grave,
With tin cans for tombstones, file cabinets for coffins,
And soda bottles full of fragile flowers.
I saw my mother cry by the busted radio,
My father hang his head by the broken violin.
I feel only greif, guilt, shame, longing.
We were all fetuses again, for a night, curled up in armchairs, breathing each other's air.
Our breath divided, growing thick and heavy with quiet,
As I whiled the days away,
Brushing pictures with my brain, licking promises off my lips.
For, long ago now, once upon a time, yes, I used to have the voice of an angel.
Bright eyesBright eyes.Bright eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're so allusive it's alluring,
When it comes to observing you,
I nearly have to squint
To conquer your clever complexion.
It's never the light, that radiates of the spectrum, no,
Stupid scientists, I'm such a hypocrite,
It's that shade of flushed skin,
That screams poetry to me, so evident
You are the variety that blinds me so casually,
Intrigue me, convince me,
Lure me to and off into insanity.
I'll scream this is poetry,
This is poetry!
And ask you to burn.
I've got only words to burn for you.
Moon SonataI stood by myselfMoon Sonata3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
leaned on the edge of the window
With the guitar and lonely cloud
who dreamt for his diamond of the night
Would this moment be over soon
let the wind blow it
the same as the previous nights
I ignored the star's smile
for I was not singing for her
These notes were still free
unbound by my thoughts and feelings
But the time was over
as your shadow hugged me tenderly
Closing the window behind my back
and took this soul out for a joy
My guitar will sing
for you my dearest