I Never SaidI never said "You're here for my entertainment"I Never Said4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I only said "Will you play with me?"
I never said "do this" or "do that"
Instead I said "can you help me?"
I never said "I'm always right"
But asked "What's this?" and "What's that?
I never said "I hate you"
Instead, I told you "I love you"
I never said "You ruined my life"
Because, then, I knew how precious
life could be.
AcceptanceAcceptance4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I cry one more tear,
I might drown.
Every tear stands for something.
They have a voice of their own.
They even cry themselves.
I hear their screams,
Almost like echoes from my mind..
As if my own thoughts were my own falling tears,
Being washed away...
To never be thought of again..
But nothing is ever washed away.
Never is ever clean, illuminating...
Nothing ever will be.
And nothing ever should be.
So I will drown today.
Doubted the DosageI'm pretty sure I took double the medication I was supposed to,Doubted the Dosage4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
considering I'm still Inattentive and my Heart is still Racing.
Does this mean I'll get better twice as fast?
Does this mean I won't have to last?
Every prick of your needle digs a little deeper:
into my sanity.
Are you trying to rid me (or have you already rid me) of humanity?
And now I'm pretty sure I took double the medication I was supposed to,
considering the Room is Spinning and that I can't stop Blinking or Spitting.
Did you tell me everything was going to be okay?
Did you tell me that I just need to make it through today?
The words that come running from your mouth:
don't make any sense.
Am I really getting better (I don't feel like I'm getting better) or am I just dense?
And now I know for a fact that I took double the medication I was supposed to,
considering my Drymouth and uncontrollable Dryheaving.
Does it look like I'm g
No less a MANThe hardest thing is when someone tells you it isn't right,No less a MAN4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"You are a beautiful young woman."
Is it so hard...
The hardest thing is thinking it wasn't a choice,
No one would choose to go through this strife,
No one would choose to alter their bodies if they didn't feel the need,
No one would choose to have to explain to their families that their lives were lies,
The hardest thing is when you are confident in yourself,
You know who you are and who you want to become,
Claims that it is just because it is popular,
How is being in pain popular?
How is having to cry at night realizing how hard things will become for you popular?
Am I no less a man just because I was so called blessed with XX?
Am I no less a man just because I may have different equipment than the rest?
I would think not.
I am no less of a man because I am confident in who I am,
I am no less of a man because I know who I was meant to be,
When you learn the words for this it is like a missing piece is filled,
When you realiz
Turn Away.Turn Away.4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I look Away so you can't see
The pain I hide, that shows in my Eyes
I walk Away so you can't hear
The Need inside, That shows in my Voice
I cover my Heart, so you don't know
The love in my soul, That only comes out..
When I'm With You.
02.08.11Somebody mentioned to me that we live our lives standing at the edge of a great precipice, always trying not to fall.02.08.114 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
We live our lives falling, trying not to hit the bottom.
01.12.11I used to think that the world was a good place. I started watching the news, reading the paper, and surfing the web.01.12.114 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The world isn't a good place.
It's a horrible place with good bits sprinkled here and there.
The problem is: I've never bought a donut for the sprinkles.
Pomegranate TearsPomegranate Tears9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cut my wrist.
Let mw bleed.
Let me know,
That I can leave.
I can't survive here anymore.
Death is breaking down my door.
I am gone.
My soul is stark.
Into a vast, deep dark.
I don't know from whence this darkness came.
My own heart. I am the one to blame.
I am alone.
With nowhere to turn.
Others icy glares,
In my mind, continue to burn.
And do you, have for me, some sort of hope?
No... You'll just stare, and leave me to cope.
You'll leave me be,
And I'll finally die.
And I'll hopefully find out,
Rumination of NighttodayRumination of Night4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a dog froze to death
on the street in front of my house
in the ice and winter snow
as life left it behind
it pissed itself
a drowning pool of urine melting the earth
revealing the blacktop around the mutt
as the steam rose
i looked into the eyes of the beast
and i couldnt tell if it was in heaven
Chapter IRozdział IChapter I5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Po drugiej stronie miecza
- Mamo!! Gdzie jest moja spinka? No ta z kwiatkiem! Zaraz się spóźnię! krzyknęła ze swojego pokoju.
- Nie mam pojęcia. Tu masz śniadanie. odpowiedziała około 30-letnia kobieta o długich blond włosach i niebieskich oczach, wyciągając rękę z papierową torbą. Nagle w drzwiach pokoju pojawiła się młoda, długowłosa blondynka o tęczówkach w odcieniu mlecznej czekolady, z wyglądu bardzo podobna do swojej mamy, a jednocześnie zupełnie inna. Skacząc na jednej nodze w stronę kobiety, próbowała założyć skarpetkę. Po chwili gimnastyki z wredną częścią garderoby, odebrała paczkę od starszej blondynki, pocałowała ją w policzek i odbiegła w stronę wyjścia.
- Dzięki! Po szkole id
Forget Me NotDon't forget me.Forget Me Not5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I may not have done anything extraordinary or spectacular.
I may not have cured cancer or flown to the moon.
I may not have played in the big leagues or risen to the top of the corporate world.
I may not have even been anyone's mother or father, brother or sister.
But I existed.
I was a name among billions, a face in the crowd.
You may not have noticed me as you walked past me in the street, but I was there; silently watching you as you comfortably ignored everyone around you.
I was the one who did the things that you never thought of, the things you didn't dream of for horror that you may need to complete them yourself.
I was the one who quietly listened to your murmurings of dissent against the world and wordlessly sympathised with you for the tomorrow you so longed for.
I was the one who heard you dream big and silently encouraged you to follow that dream; fearing that any word coming from me would be seen as scandalous.
I was invisible to you but I was there for yo
Prize: Fairytale-PxF OneshotOnce upon a time~</b>Prize: Fairytale-PxF Oneshot7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If I were to say that I believed in happy endings when I was a child, Id be lying. As a young girl, I never experienced love. All I ever experienced was approval and disappointment. You see, my mother died when I was only three years of age and that left me to grow up with my father. In my fathers eyes, I was a mistake. I was supposed to be his heir, his son. But I ended up being a female which left him with two daughters and no one to continue the family name. Therefore, my father saw it fit that I become a prodigy, someone who could bring honor to our name and continue his legacy.
When I was five, my father took in a boy by the name of Miles Edgeworth and began to train him to become a prosecuting attorney. He cared for Miles and treated kindly, just as he would a son. I grew angry with Miles and refused to accept him into our family. I constantly teased him and I would call him Little brother just to show that I was the
Winter Formal AffairIn a room of strangersWinter Formal Affair4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I found her alone,
Standing in shadow,
Naked save for a cigarette.
She turned to me,
Eyes aglow with the ember,
And asked for a light.
I told her...
I told her that her flame was already lit,
That I was watching her burn out brightly.
In return she smiles coyly,
Beckoning me closer with a skeleton gaze.
Through my penguin attire I felt her flesh,
Through my mouth I felt her soul.
Like I a dream she was gone.
I opened my eyes and exhaled her smoke.
It wafted through the air
Before vanishing like a thought,
And all that remained
In the place where she once stood
Was a spark.
It's HardIt's HardIt's Hard5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's hard to say when or how
It's hard to realize the time is now
It's hard to bask in self-comprehension
It's hard to understand such cruel intention
It's hard to tell what's going on
It's hard to know when they're gone
It's hard to fight a cunning foe
It's hard not to get lost, the undertow
It's hard to kill a man's honor
It's hard to hear "He's a goner"
It's hard to murder for your home
It's hard to make things seem monochrome
It's hard to be a man apart
It's hard to say goodbye to your counterpart
It's hard to pray day and night
It's hard to witness the gunfire ignite
It's hard to be in the army
It's hard to know Landry and Clarmy
It's hard to fight in a war
It's hard to know that Bush keeps score
It's not hard to say "Good job"
It's not hard to pray and sob
It's not hard to aid and support
It's not hard to defend and retort
It's not hard, give them hope please
It's not hard, we function past the knees
We Can Fly From HereWe Can Fly From Here5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Up in the sky,
The birds fly,
The songbird sings in foreign ancient tongue,
The sky moving,
The clouds perk,
The bird flies away.
The sun calls our name,
We chase the light,
We cross the bridge that connects us,
Breaking the barrier that divided us.
We climb our favourite apple tree,
To kiss the sun,
The wind touching us,
Gentle wind singing,
The rain dousing us in love.
Our mind, body and soul are free,
We run towards freedom,
We can fly from here
Do not pity meI do not need your pity.Do not pity me5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Just because I cannot have what you are receiving, does not make me a lesser person. It only means that my life is taking different turns to yours. Everyone is different and makes different decisions. Just because my choices are different to yours does not mean that you have the right to look down on me.
You may think that my choices have made me bitter. Maybe they have. Time will tell if you are right.
But do not pity me my choices. They are MY choices and mine alone.
FreezeFreeze4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
No death, no sound, no life
As this rose signifies
Inside I mourn
Over a powerful feeling
My heart is torn
Come, winter frost
Do what you must
For your ice can freeze
And it endures for eternity
Among many hearts
It is better to freeze
Than to endure this pain
So blow your winds
With its cold frost
And let it stop
For this, winter is forever
Among the ice and frost
If spring comes near
And melts the snow
And the frost
Forever trapped, in the cold
Forever cold, in the frost
Until my heart gets true sun
Until my heart gets true love
Skin of Saltiest TasteIn the blink of an eye,Skin of Saltiest Taste4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we all start to die;
wilting like a black rose tossed in the saltiest sea.
a bird will caw,
mourning it all,
while we all start to drown in an airplane's wreckage buried in the sea.
Don't you forget me,
and all these things that I've done.
They've not all been pretty,
but I don't regret a single one.
VitaThe child let out a small cough, his eyelids fluttering open to reveal his bright blue irises. The woman looked down into the wide eyes of the newborn boy and let a smile grace her lips. There was such purity in that gaze, such innocence that shone from those eyes as he lay there, gazing upwards, completely oblivious to the turmoil that had brought him into existence...Vita4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The night was late, they warned her not to walk home after the party but it was just too nice to call a taxi. The clear black sky, the thousands of silver pinpricks, she was too busy admiring the beauty of nature to realise that she was being followed.
The boy flailed his limbs, as if testing out his new body. The woman chuckled, reaching a hand out to gently tickle his stomach.
The faint tapping of footsteps, the soft rustling of clothing, and that was all the warning she had before something slammed into the back of her skull, exploding a mass of multicoloured spots across her vision. Half conscio
Kissing Youtoday as we were laying on your bedKissing You9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the television talking some nonsense
you asked me,
as you are curiously accustomed to doing,
what i was thinking
what was i thinking?
i blushed and hesitated
as most girls might
i don't talk much you see
(i think you understand that much about me)
and after a period of
f i v e l o n g s e c o n d s
i decided to reply
thought i'd try
Further InsightI spent some time in a bad place;Further Insight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a place where nightmares don't dare tread.
I found the darkest part of my soul
sitting in a corner
beckoning to me.
God Was There When I was alone and cryingGod Was There4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
God was there
When I was distraught and without hope
God was there
When they talked about me
And made me feel worthless
God was there
When they called me stupid
And said I wasn't good enough
God was there
God was there
When I was alone
And wanted to die
God was there
When no else was
Earth Mother EarthEarth Mother Earth5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mihalis awoke in the morning,
The morning dew kissed the flower as it bloomed,
The young Elf plays his Harp
As his ears were sharp,
He heard the march
The Earth gives us life,
The water sings to us,
Takes us to lands afar,
The wind guides us,
The sun controls us,
The God of Light smiles upon us
Waiting for us to taste the fruit of the Suntree
Earth Mother Earth,
Save our children,
Save our voice,
Save our land
Earth Mother Earth,
Save us from man
Shades ChangingIn the light of the fire,Shades Changing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to see your eyes reflecting,
pale embers in the cold night.
We listen to the waters lap at the shore,
tearing it down,
the perfect metaphor for you and I.
Remember when we slept here?
We would watch the ships come
in the cold grey of the morning;
waiting for the sky to ignite.
Waiting for the world to die.
you exist in my memory,
and in the arms of your beau.
You lay somewhere far from here,
too far for me to let go.
As the shades of grey blossomed
into vibrant worlds of red and orange
I whispered to you that you were my only one,
and I meant it,
every time I meant it.
It's only you,
or it was...
Times change as people surely change,
and emotions run as dry as desert rivers.
I'm tired of fighting the shadows at night,
screaming at them to stop haunting me.
They almost make me feel as old as I felt when I was young,
young and in love with you.
Here I go,
tossing this note into the ocean,
hoping the sea or the sky will swallow it,
and with it go