RememberedI have been rememberedRemembered4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
probably when he was not around
and some words have been written,
their meaning quite profound.
But they're written without knowledge
of how's or where's or why's
and you lack this knowledge
because you won't listen to my cries.
I don't care anymore
'cause you stopped my beating heart.
I don't talk anymore
'cause my love was pointless from the start.
I respond so you know,
too avoid a future fight,
if you write about me again
please make sure you're right.
Walk AloneI see the lightWalk Alone5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
others refuse to see.
"I'm not good enough"
is what they say too me.
It seems to be a pattern
that gives meaning to my life
to see the beauty in the women
that cause me so much strife.
No matter what they say,
no matter how I feel,
I love no less
no matter how much has to heal.
I wander lonely roads,
flitting from love to love
and every one I meet,
I'll feel they are enough.
It's my curse to walk alone
except for brief moments in time
where I find the "perfect" woman
and painful happiness is mine.
CrushedMy chest is starting to cave,Crushed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't even breath.
It costs so much to save,
Do you have to leave?
He's the best mate I know,
But theres a limit to what I'll do.
It takes a lot to show,
I'd do anything to keep you.
I love him to pieces,
And he loves you too much.
I left you to talk for ages,
But words can only change so much.
This is another poem,
That you'll never see.
This isn't really flowing,
But thats the pain inside of me.
ScissorhandsI know if I touch himScissorhands9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's gonna hurt
I know if I hold him
It will only make it worse
If I pull him close, wrapped in my arms
I know that it will only bring me harm
He'll slice me through with his wounded eyes
Bleed me to death with his silent cries
Slit my throat with his pleading gaze
Scar me with his mournful ways
I can't get close, can't let him in
He'll cut me and I'll bleed within
It's happening all over again
I try, won't cry
As the knives go in
If I pull him close, it will bring me pain
But to push away simply brings the same
The hurt in his eyes when I turn away
Is a price that I'm unwilling to pay
The hurt so deep when I reject his plea
I don't mind the pain, as long as it's in me
So cut me deep, my dear, then sleep
For I will bleed, I'll do what I can
It's like loving Edward Scissorhands
I know if I love him
The blood will flow
I know if I trust him
My heart rate will slow
If I hold him tight, erase all his fears
I know it will scar me down through the years
He'll pierce my
The UnsaidI listen to you talk,The Unsaid5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I wonder why you chose me.
As slowly as we walk,
Time is flying, how can this be?
You two share a discussion,
I listen with half an ear.
I wonder if I have concussion,
Should I be feeling fear?
You lay your head on my chest,
I ask you what you hear.
I expect a response in jest,
But you say you don't know, it's not clear.
By listening I found what we're scared of,
And it's something so small.
Simple words, no matter how soft,
Can cause the greatest fall.
When I listen to you talk,
When I listen to you breathe.
When we slow down our walk,
So the time might not leave.
Are screaming to my mouth;
"Tell her you love her!
Before your relationship goes south!"
My nervous disposition,
Is because I listen to my brain.
Assessing my position,
Repeating insecurities, the record will not change.
I listen to you breathing,
While you sleep at night.
I whisper a sweet nothing;
"You are my shining light."
You will never know though,
Because you might not
Misguided Lovers CompassI have the ideaMisguided Lovers Compass4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but not the words.
I have the muse
but no way forwards.
I'm pretty sure I like you
but also sure you don't.
I'm a sucker for all the
wrong things that I want.
High maintenace or not
I'd be willing to try.
If that wasn't the case
I'd have to question why.
But my feelings have
never been quite right,
I have a misguided lovers compass
that misleads night after night.
...Slowdance On The Inside...Slowdance On The Inside6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like the cries of restless little children
Those nights were as starless as your
eyes. Our ebb and sable flow that We
made for you always helped you dream
easy, we just wanted everything to be simple.
It's a little late, the tissue box is dry.
I haven't been the same, nor he or she.
Our friendship has been one gigantic hit and Miss.
Quitters never win, that was your motto
But you took it all lying down.
"What's the point?" you said before clicking end.
Send me a sign that you're doing just fine.
Fingers shaking with bones rattling, it's weird How
you made the biggest impact on our lives.
You were taken for granted.
Last Of The Great RomanticsLast of the great romantics,Last Of The Great Romantics5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm stupidly sweet.
I'd like to look up at the stars
and think how lucky we were to meet.
I want to walk along the beach
as the sun sets a night.
I want to look into your angel face
and tell you there's no prettier sight.
I'd like to stare into your eyes
and get lost for days.
I'd like to learn every language
to say "I love you" in one hundred different ways.
But this is all a bit much
we're only kids after all.
I can't help but feel like this
when it's for you that I fall.
Have You Checked The Children?Jaimes IM beeped. She looked up from her romance novel to the clock. 10:17pm. Who would be messaging her at this hour? None of her friends came online til atleast 11. She stood up and stretched, then walked over to her laptop on the kitchen counter. She frowned as she read the message:Have You Checked The Children?6 years ago in Horror More Like This
K1LLERCLOWN666: Hello Jaime. How are you this evening?
Freak. she mumbled to herself and hit the ignore button. Almost instantly, another message popped up:
K1LLERCLOWN666: You really shouldnt do that Jaime. I dont take kindly to being ignored.
Jaime rolled her eyes and hit ignore again. Theres always one freak who has to try it on. she thought. Her IM beeped again:
K1LLERCLOWN666: This is your last chance Jaime. Ignore me again and those two gorgeous little girls you
VENTINGThrow the past awayVENTING4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
with the click of a button,
cast the pain aside
and act like it was nothin'.
You say you're a
scared and indecisive girl
but you don't realise
you could have the whole world.
It hurt me to know
we weren't together any more
but it killed to be told
that you had marriage instore.
So forgive me now if I'm
a little snappy on occasion,
my psyche is up and down
from despair to elation.
Ode To FriendshipLets drink to the demiseOde To Friendship5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the greatest trio ever known.
Two of them wedlock bound
and one doomed to walk alone.
A leopard never changes it spots
so gazelle, my former friend, beware,
it's only a matter of time
before new fingers run through her hair.
I don't want to say
that she might be a whore,
bitterness aside I
go on history, nothing more.
So a former friendly warning
to the "happy" prey to be,
you might be the flavour now
but she has a lot more of the world to see.
A Very Muddled Time Pt. 2and out of that kitchenA Very Muddled Time Pt. 25 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you wouldnt believe!
flew an irate chicken
and a chef with a cleave.
it was just so awful,
i couldnt abide
and paid them to save
his feathery hide.
back home with mummy
i dutifully sat
and helped her to gently
give both a hot bath.
by now i was sure
that she knew of my crime,
and waited in silence
untill punishment time.
but in never came
that day or the next.
not even when Seth-cat
clawed chickens nest.
we named him Henry
the dodger of gravy,
and he got a tattoo
like the guys in the navy.
oh happy we were,
mummy and me
with Seth-cat and henry
our strange family.
Untill one sad day
when credit crunch hit-
i came home to find
henry roasting on spit.
i cried through the meal
till my throat was quite sore,
dodged gravy, no more.
and Seth-cat she grinned
and i looked up at mummy
and i had to agree-
Henry tasted quite yummy.
a murderthick black wings,a murder5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
shadows on telegraph poles,
mingling with the grey behing them.
the sky, the ground,
thin claw legs cling to the line
stretched out between them-
cawing a celebration,
crunching numbers together,
as they observe
the cruel joke.
beady eyes like beetles
glint in the sun,
a look to match
the curved swords of their mouths.
they watch in fascination
as the light dims.
they're more afraid of you.
the only company they keep
are each other.
and the dead.
you may ask,
do they flock to follow me?
they want my colours,
and when they make the world dark like them,
they will feast.
VisagePlease won't you seeVisage5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the act he puts on
to keep the smile on your face
and be sure you don't know.
Notice how he feigns
nothing to do himself,
so that no matter when you ask
he's free, everything is shelved.
He loves you deeply
and takes every chance he gets
to breath in your essence,
grip you close to get his kicks.
Looking from the outside
I see his longing and lust,
and you're following his piper's song
so he puts off the visage being crushed.
I Held Your Hand AgainI held your hand againI Held Your Hand Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or print of what it was,
pressed against my chest
it almost became too much.
I remember when times were simple
and work seemed to fly by
knowing that I would see you
and be able to call you mine.
I write this now
with a fondness long gone,
so once this creative spell is over
my gleeful nostalgia will be done.
You ripped me apart
and I've slowly rebuilt,
but the scar over my heart
is a reminder of blood that was spilt.
Angel of PainWhy do I let her torment me so?Angel of Pain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Will I move on or will this pain never go?
Can I trust loved ones to care about me?
Will it be too late by the time they see?
If I wasn't torn up before
I have to be now,
cause of this new revelation
my tears strengthen their flow.
I've been taught to fight,
battle for what I love.
If one more person tells me how I feel
I'll snap, I've had enough.
If I could turn back time
I'd make different choices,
like what I can stand
and where my mind sits.
If you read this and wonder
why you haven't heard it before
it's because when I'm with you
tormented voices are easy to ignore.
Father's CrimeWhen I was so youngFather's Crime5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you decided to leave.
What you thought was a joke
was devastating to me.
I had to grow up
ten times faster then.
All because you
had a bet with a friend.
I hope it was worth it,
I lost my youth for your fight.
You were gone so long,
now you're never in sight.
I had to teach my brother
all the things that you left.
Like tying his shoes
and counting to ten.
You hardly knew us
when you were home on leave.
Then you were gone again
so often I soon forgot to grieve.
I'd become a man
many years before my time.
You stole half my life,
father that's your crime.
Silent SecretI am washing you awaySilent Secret5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from my skin, from my eyes
I am cleaning away
what is responsible for my demise
My spirit has died,
My eyes have gone dull.
My laugh has gone silent,
My tears are near frozen.
My skin is scrubbed raw,
your hands are still there
I've put soap in my eyes,
to drown out your stare
I've been soaking for days,
but I still taste your lips on mine
I still feel you inside me
You live in my veins
Just when I think it's stopped,
you haunt me again
A friendly blade helps cut you out,
like so many things before
I lay bleeding you out,
but I think you will forever remain here
The bath water is tinged rusty,
clotted with blood
I can only reach for the sponge,
and continue to scrub
I feel so dirty
You have contaminated my body
But somewhere in me I know
you are the one who is
Courage to talkI have all of the wordsCourage to talk4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but none of the voice.
I've felt all the emotions
but never had the choice.
I've been in good company
whilst remaining entirely alone,
and I've sat solitarily
yet heard every voice I've ever known.
I'll be with you soon
but my presence won't stand out.
I'll manage to fill a room and
remain unnoticed like a mouse.
I'll write these words tonight
and you'll never know them.
One day I'll tell you but
no-one will know when.
Train Poem "2" FINISHEDCan what we have be real?Train Poem "2" FINISHED5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are we clouding how we feel?
Am I a thing of convenience?
Do I want to risk all of this?
A hundred and one questions,
That we should really answer,
A hundred different lessons,
I'll learn by being with her.
So many complications,
Each one under friendly faces.
Hurting one is a shame,
But two stand to lose this game.
When I return,
What new facts will I learn?
Will you feel the same way still?
Or will I wake from this dream,
Swallow the blue pill?
Patiently I'll wait,
Until I learn our fate.
Will happiness prevail?
Or is the emotion now rank and stale?
With Time, With RainOh dear God I felt the rain today,With Time, With Rain4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The waters came down and washed my life away,
I saw my photos float down a drain,
Give me something strong to ease the pain,
Every day, every day,
I know how it will end,
But I can't say,
Earthquake, suicide, tidal wave,
Electronic hearts and damaged brains,
I lack the strength to ease your pain,
I just sit down and watch the rain,
Now I see the mist from my breath again,
I can't loose my mind today,
I fear in time I'll fade away,
footstepsfootsteps make a tapping soundfootsteps5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
along the paved stone floor-
and keep a steady pace
to match her heart and yours.
she tiptoes though the the door it creaks,
and how her blue eyes shine-
takes a step and she is silent,
as the swiftly passing time.
her thoughts are back inside her past
her face is white and drawn.
though there is nothing bad back there
to leave her so forlorn.
except that she just cares too much,
as others could not know,
for to save them all the worry and pain,
her feelings will not show.
she looks round to observe brick-beauty,
not seen by busy people,
turn from fat cats and yapping dogs,
and from tall christian steeples.
footsteps make a squelching sound-
across the mud and grass
she sees the dirt, she sees the trees
she hears the birds and plants.
The cold wet earth between her toes,
she feels the fallen leaves
and listen to the rustling
and the softly singing breeze.
through cities and out the otherside,
she wanders roads and wilderness,
plowed fields and noisy stree