InsaneInsaneInsane3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They would call me crazy, and they wouldn't be wrong
to allow myself the agony, of having to wait so long
to see all others pass me by
watching so many girls kiss all the other guys
But the truth is quite simple: I don't care
Scary isn't it, not another way of putting it
I've gone insane
Yes doctor, I admit it, I'm a psychopath
But you can't cure me, it's irreversable now, shame?
Why doctor if you say that again
I'll make sure every part of you is in pain
Violent? me? Never used to be before
But it's strictly on the counter, but whoever hurts her
will be infintely more sore
Sorry miss, yes I know you are pretty
And you seem to think the same for me, but I am not available
Yes, I am alone. No there is just me here
But like I said, I'm not available, didn't you hear?
I don't find you unnattractive, I just don't find you interesting
My mind is elsewhere and with someone else
Excuse me? I beg your pardon but I must insist you leave
And keep this in mind: there is nothing wrong with
InkInkInk3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soft words upon a snowy page
Velvet black on white
Words and thoughts from deep within
Brought forth to cast their light
To stir the ink with silver pen
A poor vessel it seems
And so we add the good the bad
Our hopes and life and dreams
Trace the thoughts in letters
Make clear the readers sight
And draw a world of colors
In simple black and white
How many will take the journey
Along the path you laid
How many will know the writers heart
Before the ink will fade
Loved be the SpiderNo other creature has such liquid grace,Loved be the Spider7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A dancer on its woven silken wire.
In our world is indeed the spider's place,
Of arachnid beauty will I not tire.
Eight little legs that jump and hop about,
Multiple eyes and rounded abdomen.
Those little legs make ladies scream and shout.
All marvelous spiders, I write for them.
But why fear such tiny, sweet little things?
This web weaver will never seek you harm.
To people a spider should be a king.
Come everyone, embrace their fangèd charm.
In the future you do not need to dread,
Fear not the spider, but love it instead.
My Own Worst EnemyMy Own Worst EnemyMy Own Worst Enemy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ‘m not afraid of any man or woman, what can you do to me?
Hurt me? Bully me? Bruise me? Break me?
You’ve already done that, and it hasn’t stopped me
I’m not afraid of any of you, because you are not like him
You think you are bad? You think you can hurt me?
You are nothing, nothing compared to him
My own worst enemy.
You think you know me? He knows me better
You’ve had only minutes, hours, days, weeks
He has had all my life to know everything
Everything I feel afraid of, ashamed of, hurt by
And use it to make my waking moments akin to hell
You are nothing, compared to him
My own worst enemy
Every mistake, every failure and every heart-break
It brings a smile to his face, my pain is his pleasure
He exists only to drive the final nail in my coffin
And worst of all he is patient, he will wait all my life
When you start to get too rough I can escape, you can never catch me
But he knows all my getaway tunnels and is waiting at the en
Dear SpidersDear Spiders,Dear Spiders5 years ago in Letters More Like This
I don't mind waking up to you crawling across my face, and a web attached to my bed. I don't mind you popping out when I go to grab my socks out of the drawer. I don't mind when you twirl around on my fan. I don't even mind when you make scary shadows on the wall when I turn on my flashlight. I don't mind sharing my water bottle with you. I don't even mind finding you food to eat as long as you don't try to eat Attikol, the moth. I don't mind if you make homes in my antiques. And I don't mind when I stick my hand in something and you grab hold of my finger. But when you decide to move, could you please bring your cobwebs with you?
Sincerely, The crazy girl who lets you in her room
Spider, SpiderSpider, SpiderSpider, Spider5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By Jonathan Snyder
Spider, Spider, up in the tree,
Can you come and be with me?
So helpful you are with nasty bugs,
If you were a little bigger I'd give you hugs.
Spider, Spider, in the Leaves,
Coming and going when you please,
Multitude of eyes looking far and wide,
With your dark hairs so well you hide.
Spider, Spider, in the corner,
There you should stay guardian of my room's border,
Watching down from your silken web,
Thin as hair from an angel's head.
Spider, Spider, on the ground,
Together as friends we are bound,
The day you leave I shall be sad,
And I shall forever remember the good times we had.
Even In DeathEven In Death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even In Death
And I'll be singing that sweet, macabre lullaby,
Sitting there all alone.
Waiting for you in the dark,
Like all the times before.
The tune and words hang in the still air,
Never faltering or halting.
Even as I heard you approach,
I kept singing.
It wasn't that I was trying to ignore your arrival.
The sound of your movements.
The beating of your heart.
The steady inhale, exhale of breath.
No, I could never ignore you.
Your presence has always been overwhelming.
Surrounding me; smothering me.
Like a sickly sweet scent,
Clinging to me like the last vestiges of warmth when a person dies.
Yet we both know that warmth never stays.
It has to leave.
For there is no soul to keep that great machine operating,
And when things are left untended, it all grows cold like stone.
Like the stone I sit upon now,
Like the stone I had your name carved into.
The stone I had purchased to have placed at the head of your grave,
For you should have been dead.
But these m
fuckfuck12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fuck your little smile
and your teasing little eyes
fuck your tender touches
and fuck your little lies
fuck everything about you
everything that drew me in
the reason why im drowning
the reason i cant swim
you said you\'d fucking be there
but you werent when i needed you most
fuck your petty excuses
to me youre just a ghost
a spirit that wont leave me
or give me fucking peace
all i want is your arms around me
and for that im losing sleep
you just keep denying me
of the love i know is mine
im desperate cuz i need you
where do i draw the line?
i love you but i hate you
and for that i say fuck this
refusing me everything ive given
ignoring my only wish...
Tragic BeautyI remember lying in my hospital bed at the physical rehabilitation facility, far too many years ago, staring at a picture of a little girl. Someone had brought it in for me, though I didn't remember who or why. In the picture she was wearing shorts, and leaning to feed bread to the ducks gathered around her. I stared at the little girl's legs and cried. She was beautiful.Tragic Beauty4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"I broke you," I whispered to her. "I'm so sorry I broke you. I never meant to. Please, forgive me." And she did, of course. But I'm not sure if that made it better or worse.
There was a poet staying in the room next to me. He was a brain trauma patient, unlike me. For some reason they'd moved me out of the spinal cord injury section of the hospital and into brain trauma. I never actually met the man, and yet some days I can't stop thinking about him. My mother brought me a book of his poems, a little pamphlet made of thick, sturdy paper. She said she thought I would like them. And I did. They were so hopef
PerteMon très cher amour,Perte8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sachez que jécris ces mots dans le but de me libérée. Mon intention nest point de vous ébranlez. Je suis consciente que votre amour pour moi nest plus. Mais je ne peux ignorer celui qui se cache à lintérieure de moi. Lhomme que vous avez été jadis et qui maimâmes comme un fou resteras à jamais mon idéal. Personne encore ne su conquérir mon cur comme vous le fîtes. Mes pensés chaque jour ne sont que pour vous. Elles me hantent, elles mépuisent. Je ne peux cesser de vous aimer et tout leffort que jy mets dérobe mon énergie. Vous avez sûrement changé depuis. Et lhomme qui harcèle mon cur et mes pensés nexiste peut-être plus. Mais comment savoir si cela est vrai? Comment savoir si tout chez moi maintenant vous déplait? Lespoir que jai de trouver un homme comme vo