RememberedI have been rememberedRemembered6 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 Alone7 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.
Angel of PainWhy do I let her torment me so?Angel of Pain7 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.
CrushedMy chest is starting to cave,Crushed7 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.
Courage to talkI have all of the wordsCourage to talk6 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.
I Held Your Hand AgainI held your hand againI Held Your Hand Again6 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.
Father's CrimeWhen I was so youngFather's Crime7 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.
The UnsaidI listen to you talk,The Unsaid7 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
Last Of The Great RomanticsLast of the great romantics,Last Of The Great Romantics7 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.
ReflectionWhat must I do to be worthy in your eyes?Reflection7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you not see the fear in mine?
I give my all, still not enough.
You are disappointed with me and walk away.
I'm left on the ground, feeling weak.
And I wonder, "will I ever be good enough in your eyes?"
Ode To FriendshipLets drink to the demiseOde To Friendship7 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.
VENTINGThrow the past awayVENTING6 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.
my heart ran away.the sky is cold when i tell you that i don't have a heart.my heart ran away.7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'of course you do,' you tell me. 'you have to.'
but i don't. and you spent so many minutes of that day trying to find my heartbeat, your warm fingers on my icy wrists, searching and searching for something you couldn't find.
and it hurts that even you couldn't prove me wrong.
i drew a chalk heart on my concrete drive way and pretended it replaced my missing one.
but it was lopsided and terrible. the rain ended up washing it away in the end, and i could only stand there in the rain and watch as my messy scribbles faded away.
i wrote my heart a letter, asking it if it missed me.
the reply said i'm sorry, but i just can't miss you. i just can't.
i hated that i understood why.
ScissorhandsI know if I touch himScissorhands11 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
abracadavergod is a magicianabracadaver6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of his hat
it's that much more
clever to speak
with your tongue
in someone else's
Hospital Collection: At HomeFlowers At HomeHospital Collection: At Home6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I press dead flowers
between the pages of
old poetry books
and crush dry petals
between my fingertips.
As the weeks go by
and the soft colours fade
like a childrens illustration.
And I hold desperately
to the leaf skeletons,
feeling the colour drain out of me.
Once Being, Youi dont think i can ever forgive you for killing yourself in front of me,Once Being, You7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
inside of me
i dont think i will ever be able to forgive you for snatching away those Parts of me,
the breaths and words and seconds and disgust of Me,
the silence and hope and anger and love of Me
with your silk-wetted fingers of Me
drowning all in the fire that swallowed you,
that ate you, The dripping sweetly You,
The you with eyes that closed softly like dying moths,
The you with eyes that closed hard and sharp like double portcullises,
The you that breathed the fire hungry and willed it to feast,
The you that dug your grave in the sky.
i think you wanted me to follow but i refused to be murdered
even by a haunting so with full Beauty;
Every time i see your reflection
i feel my wounds raw shivering
my wounds shiver raw screaming:
pieces of gone now trying to be
pieces of something more like
armor that i wear to protect the (birth growing, re) Self
or medicine to stop the bitter pa
Black and Blue Words"Blue is for grief," she saidBlack and Blue Words6 years ago in Other More Like This
"A thousand tears of sorrow
and the colour of rain.
The sky as it's falling
and a broken-hearted lover's lament."
"but when the light fades," I whispered
"the bluest skies turn black."
"Blue is for the ocean,
the soft colour of emotion,
and seas of endless depths."
"And black," I say,
"is the colour of mourning.
The colour of death."
"Blue is for the deep,
and bruised bones
a widow's cry
into the window sill."
"Black," I reply, "is the nothingness.
The neverending void.
The absence of thought, of light.
When every bright-lit burning star
fades into the depression of night.
Blackness is the space between every breath."
"Blue," she said, "is the colour of heartbeats."
I smiled then.
The deepest blues are black."
Things To Rememberthe hook on the wallThings To Remember6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sunshine on plastic
the blue of the sky
the feeling of your skin against mine
and your smell in my hair
Three Words Memework: 1. really bad drunkThree Words Meme6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. sexiest stoner around
3. many oggle her
friends: 1. a little impatient
2. my lovely wife
3. best greek brother
family: 1. like no other
2. my trust restored
3. lovely young lady
PowerYou always were stronger than us,Power6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your courage conquered all,
We grew up in admiration,
Your might so grand and tall,
Though as the years passed on
and your muscles seemed to weak,
We all soon realized that you met your final peak.
We watched as your muscles started to wither away,
How your level came down with ours,
You were going downhill,
The best all gone.
The power you held was the power you seek,
And As soon as you realized your power,
all that power just seeped.
...Slowdance On The Inside...Slowdance On The Inside8 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.