InfectionsUtter paranoia.Infections4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Paradoxical, instinctual hatred.
Kill the listeners,
Beat the speakers.
Let the blood run black.
May He help you,
But only through his plagues.
Crawling below my skin,
Running through my hair,
Corpse after corpse rises.
I cannot make them fall.
Offer me your hand,
And I'll turn it gray.
Infect you with my infestation.
Feel the warm pulse,
StrangerI know the hardest part about meStranger4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Is feeling what i feel.
But why do you keep trying?
You don't understand me.
I'm different from everyone,
More of a stranger,
Walking in your presence,
And I know you're uneasy
About this look in my eyes.
So, why do you keep looking?
Because when the rain starts falling
It all starts crashing down
Life will run us into the ground.
Just take a look at who you are.
The CreatureI feel it,The Creature4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Crawling beneath my skin
Suffer slowly it tells me
Drawing a mental picture in my head
Darling this wont last long,
Burning into my mind like a fixated song
Yearning to me,
Like some type of creature
As I lay down,
Not making a sound
Twinkle, TwinkleCelebrities have taken over the country.Twinkle, Twinkle3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pretty soon they'll take over the world.
We will all look to the stars,
And bask in their superficial light.
Actors, singers, television hosts, athletesthey're not gods.
But they're worshipped,
And they're famous.
And they're loved,
And they're famous.
I wonder what will happen to the world when a screen actor rules it,
One who was bred to play an alien cyborg in an alien cyborg movie,
And when we have famous boxers as presidents
With their gloves and their belts and their scandalous affairs.
Actors, singers, television hosts, athletesthey're not leaders.
But they're followed,
And they're famous.
And they're wealthy,
And they're famous.
I wonder where all the smart people are.
There doesn't seem to be enough of them these days.
Maybe they've gone into hiding.
Maybe the celebrities ate their brains.
Intellectualsthey're not actors, singers, television hosts, athletes.
They are capable,
But they're not famous.
They are leaders,
Shattered SoulShe used to be a rose,Shattered Soul6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her petals ruby red.
She used to be an angel,
With a halo 'round her head.
This girl was once a dove,
Her wings spread open wide.
A strong, but beautiful mare,
On whom anyone could ride.
Once a gentle spirit,
She could heal the deepest scars.
She was once the Moon,
Who could outshine the stars.
Now her petals are gone,
And she's overcome with thorns.
Her angel wings have been replaced,
With a set of demon horns.
Once a dove but now a raven,
She's been robbed of all that's pure.
And her once-strong horse's back,
Is weak and insecure.
Her former healing nature,
Replaced with her own cries.
Her misty moonlight glow is gone,
Just an orb in the night sky.
This transformation was not by chance,
There's a cause for everything.
I know this poor girl much too well,
For this shattered soul is me.
breathless.and as he starts to panic, he senses the touch of his fingers on his clammy skin and he's there, softly humming it's okays and i'm heres, and stroking his sticky hair away from his forehead. his heart rate slows to a complete stop as his lips touched his, and for a split second, they were breathless. but as he breathed his own sweetened brand of life into him, his eyes flew open, and his heart started beating again.breathless.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and when he pulls away, he's quiet, lying on his back, and watching as the moonlight hits his hair with a smile.
The Neon PrincessLower in the lightThe Neon Princess5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Vodka paves our way
We can dance all night
Then we will sleep all day
Sweating in the black
Ripple with the base
Crept in round the back
Strobe may hide your face
Hold your breath 'fore the crescendo just,
Plunge with us into decadence
And paint your name in neon blood
On the slick city streets
In joacaStau la fereastră ochi să ne vadă,In joaca4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eu mă joc cu ei în paşi teatrali
Şi tu râzi.
Sar gardul urechi să ne-audă.
Tu încă râzi haotic
Şi eu mă mir.
Îmi tai un deget şi te împroşc cu sânge;
Nu înţelegi, nu vezi, nu simţi...
FaeriesNightlightFaeries7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The glow of my cell phone
that reminds me
you haven't called
The stars are sprites peering in through my window
Do you believe in faeries?
Can't you hear the wildness
in the gaps?
Can't you hear the screaming silence?
What aren't we saying?
I know what my unvoice is telling you
when I listen to your phone ring;
after you've hung up and I refuse to
But are we making the same wish
on the same speck of light
3 billion miles away?
If we're meant to.
I hear you in the music
in the ferris wheel lights
that the next time you rest your head on mine
will be for a lot longer than a moment
and the earth will cease to move
and the winds shall die
and the tides shall settle
for a while.
And together we shall see
what soaring hearts look like
I can only pray that this time
all the faeries I've ever dreamed of
A word with the windI yelled out to the seaA word with the wind4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
where the wind grasped my voice
dropped the words into the waves
where they plummeted down without noise
I took a step back and breathed hard
Filled my lungs with the salted air
Prepared for the next roar
Emptied out untill my vocal cords snapped
An angel settled behind me
Intrigued following the play
I asked him what he was doing
He told me 'lead the way'
I grasped the chain round my neck then said a prayer
Started walking without direction
The angel followed silently
Mused by my reaction
I ended up at a medieval tower
One not so big yet quite impressive
I recognized the place
The pinnacle of my trust in humanity
The angel put his hand on my shoulder
shook his head and then walked away
There I was , stuck with my head in the clouds
Whilst in reality I lay face flat on the curb
I screamed at the world
where the wind grasped my voice
dropped the words into the earth
where they plummeted down without noise
love, lust.love, lust.love, lust.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hold me, please.
A Broken Melody.Why do you continue to sing the song in my heart so perfectly?A Broken Melody.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Where I am just another broken chord in the beautiful symphony.
Is the song I sing in return not quite good enough for you to hear?
Why can't you sing that melody off key, just once,
So I may escape the spell you've captivated me in.
But no, still, your voice continues on in one long, sorrowful note,
Not a bit out of tune, calling out something so delicate not many could comprehend.
Why does that song you sing make my heart ache so?
Why can I not elude this grip you have so tightly around me?
I wish I knew the answers, for then my song would be stronger than yours,
And I could be happy, I could sing once again to the tune of my own heart.
But you still have me caught, trapped, defenseless against your intoxicating ways.
And once again, I can feel myself slip into the darkness,
As you continue to sing, sing, sing . . .
The Conflict WithinYou, of all people,The Conflict Within4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
left me hanging here, lifeless.
What a fool I was.
flutter.i. there are swallows gathered in yourflutter.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
chest, tense and cramped amongst your
heart and your deep lungs.
they are safe, but they are unhappy.
they long to break free.
ii. your ribs are each
carefully strung together with
tattered, bloody ribbons.
you want to keep the swallows in.
iii. they are your only comfort, the
only fragment of normality
you continue struggling to
hold on to.
letting them go means
letting go of everything you know,
and everything you have ever been.
iv. the swallows cannot sleep;
your frantic heart echoes far too
loudly within the caverns they nest in.
they are exhausted, but they find it quite
How? When you walk up to someoneHow?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you've been hurt before
How is it possible
Anorexia Never Felt So Righti.Anorexia Never Felt So Right4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I haven't eaten in days and I'm feeling a bit out of place, but no need to worry, we're just moving at a very different pace.
I tried telling you that I haven't been well and everything's coming to a standstill but you didn't seem to care as you just stood still and flicked aside my words like they were bullets aimed for your chest. You told me you didn't like talking about these things and I thought with me that maybe it would be different but I guess I'm nothing more than any other person that's passed you by. A hello, how are you like you give a fuck but you always leave before I can ever reply and I'm left whispering goodbye.
It's now a quarter past ten and my stomach's telling me I should feed it something but that's the whole reason I got into this position in the first place. I like to believe that some people can tell when you're just not right but I must be wrong because I've yet to find a single person that can see that I'm falling apart quicker than the words com
Ce mai conteazaCe mai conteaza dac-afara plouaCe mai conteaza4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Daca e soare sau e innorat
Ce-mi pasa mie ca e ora noua
Caci pentru mine ceasul s-a stricat.
Ce mai conteaza daca ti la mine
Sau ce conteaza daca m-am schimbat
Nu mai conteaza daca eu sunt bine
Sau daca te-am iubit cu-adevarat
Ce mai conteaza daca dimineata
Plangand ades eu ma trezesc din somn
Si mii de lacrimi curg spalandu-mi fata
Iar seara nu ma lasa sa adorm
Ce mai conteaza daca a fost iubire
Sau daca intre noi a fost ceva
Conteaza doar ca esti o amintire
Ce se va pierde-n mintea mea, candva
stars.laying at night, under the stars, i sighstars.4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the memories whisper, as the cars pass by
i dream of my love and the days that have passed
those wonderful days that just didn't last
i sit and remember the things that once were
the things that are over, now just a blur
the stars drown out the pain that i feel
those pains in my heart were once quite real
but they go away as the stars shine on my face
as i close my eyes, my problems erase
those dazzling stars hanging up in the sky
tell me to keep my head held high
for no matter what troubles may come in sight
the stars will be there every night
BipolarToo young to grow upBipolar8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too old to be a child
These feelings pent up
For more than awhile…
Too quiet to be noticed
Too loud to be ignored
With all in this life
How can I be bored?
Too thoughtful to give up
Too selfish to care
How much more of this pain
Can my poor soul bare?
Too blessed to be abused
Too violated to feel free
How in the world
Could all of this happen to me?
Too united to be missing
Too lonely to be found
I barely know what
Makes my world go round…
Too happy to ignore
Too troubled to acknowledge
How did I end up this way
With all of my knowledge?
Too creative to be ordinary
Too dull to be unique…
All of this uncertainty
Makes me feel like a freak…
Too difficult to be deciphered
Too simple to be misread
Unable to get this chaos
Out of my head…
Too pure to be tainted
Too corrupt to be clean
Powerless to figure out
What all of this means…
Too exhausted to keep writing
Too revived to end
This is one way
I help my heart mend…
In cruelty there is loveIn cruelty there is loveIn cruelty there is love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is truth in your lies
And your silence is so loud
Withered heartYour feelings fester and decayWithered heart4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They neither fade nor fly away
Instead, from love and gentle care,
They turn on me and bring despair
Where once a heart beat out its life
Now putrid rotting fibres lie
A soul that once would hold me close
Now turns away and scorns my prose
To stop yourself from loving me
You built a false reality
With poison found where none resides
And in my words: imagined lies
EROSion"I'm bleeding Mama.EROSion4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh, can't you see?
Look closely, I'm bleeding everywhere.
All over your clean floor."
My mind is twisted,
wrenched of every thought and emotion;
I have nothing left to give.
They tell me to smile, to be
serene, not knowing the
the discomfort of my soul,
trying to slumber on a bed of needles.
Nothing is sacred anymore;
no bond, no words, no emotions.
Nothing is the only thing that makes sense.
All that's left is confusion.
Confusion and chaos and
the fear that I'm never going to
crawl out of this.
is forgiveness possible?Daddy,is forgiveness possible?4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
This display of anger,
The way you punch, kick,
Shout and scream,
Makes me cry and tremble,
So why must it happen?
Your eyes change,
The kindness candle,
It flickers and goes out,
And then you curse me as you make me bleed.
If clouds could resemble good,
My sky would be alone, lonely,
For when your fist breaks me,
It breaks more than bones.
"Things will get better."
"Daddy is gone now."
is he really?
Am I to forget,
The way he made me scream,
How his violence acted as a razor,
To gouge happiness from my soul?
My tears fell all too often,
Shaking from head to foot to despair,
Jumping at movements in the dark,
Daring not to shout out.
CompleteYou look for comfort in my armsComplete4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when all the world intends you harm
and seek compassion in my eyes
when many tongues unfurl their lies
take shelter here within my heart
when others would so quick depart.
Such solace sought within my words
as elsewhere's neither seen nor heard,
for in this faithful love of mine
a true companion you will find.
So find your peace within my soul:
the other half to make your whole.