Lost in TimeLost in Time5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes that seem to scream,
razor sharp hatred,
gleaming in the moment,
seeking some condonement.
Lost in TIME.
FutureFuture5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Holding on to our past doesn't do anything for our future.
the difference is in the labelThe only thing that separatesthe difference is in the label5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love and Lust
i s t h e p r i c e t a g
I'm Miles Away...I'm waist-deep in thoughtI'm Miles Away...5 years ago in Other More Like This
And the silence isn't as bad as it could be
But at times I'm overwrought
By the icy nostalgia, as it slowly kills me
It takes two to argue
And it takes two to fall in love
It seems apologies are overdue
I'm sick of these feelings, or lack thereof
And when I sit on the distant hill
That was once where we would meet
I'm slightly freed of the constant chill
I'm not quite as alone, not quite so discreet
I suppose memories of old
Come back to me at those occasions
And it's almost bizarre to behold
The alternate answers to such equations
It seems to me that you're getting nearer
But you're still so far away
Your image should be getting clearer
Though it's still in complete disarray
My head will spin 'round countless times
But it will be for naught
Because I'll still be writing these stupid rhymes
While you're still waist-deep in thought.
Wants Something.When I saw her shining tearsWants Something.6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So splendid on that day
I lost my mind to silent fears
And cast my light away
I hid from her my bleeding heart
It's seams were ripped and torn
And, as if by magic art,
A love anew was born.
But not for she who pained me so,
With lies and lust and shame
A fool I was, but now I know
The pleasures of her game
I turn my eyes to better things
A love that does not die
With pride and joy it gladly sings
Like angels in the sky.
ELEVEN O'CLOCKI AM MAKING MY WORDS LOUDELEVEN O'CLOCK5 years ago in Other More Like This
SO THAT YOU MIGHT HEAR ME
FROM A MILLION MILES AWAY.
MY FACE MELTED INTO WAX
LAST NIGHT, FOLDED HANDS
TURNED INTO TREMBLING LOVERS.
I SCREAMED SILENCE,
FOX DROWNING BETWEEN
MUSIC BEATS, CAN YOU HEAR ME,
PLEASE TELL ME YOU HEAR ME.
CLOCK STRUCK ELEVEN AND I WAS
DOWN FOR THE COUNT,
I AM SCREAMING BUT MAKING NO
NOISE, A MILLION MILES,
A MILLION MILES-
I WISH YOU WOULD LOVE ME
THE WAY YOU DID WHEN
I WAS SIXTEEN.
Fix ItYou look at your feetFix It5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I look at my folded hands
There are just no words
Did you ever think
To simply apologize?
I guess you didn't
You just walked away
Like any coward would do
Rather than fix it
So mend the wounds now
Erase the scars while you can
If not, I'll be gone
From Treason To DevotionEveryday its the same damn thingFrom Treason To Devotion5 years ago in Other More Like This
The same people, the same ache,
You hold the world by a fucking string
The sobbing victims could make it quake
Talk is so very cheap
Tears fall and then flood
I am sick of each and every weep
On my hands will be your blood
Its time to say it, but I just cant say it
The words wont come no matter how I try
Despite all you do, I dont want to part, I admit
But I must learn to say goodbye
I lay my heart down on the table
Im pessimistically optimistic and the ends in sight
You place your heart, its filthy and sable
Then, suddenly, all seems right
I knew it would happen, I didnt want to make it real
I know how you think and I wish to know more
From these wounds I cannot heal
And I know your wearing thin down to the core
I thought I hated you, but I guess I was wrong
I tend to dream of you when I sleep
I know Im strange and I dont belong
But this incline is just so steep.
a girl called beehe puts his bag by the stairs.a girl called bee5 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"you gonna be alright, love?" he says.
i am at the summit. i sigh quietly. "of course," i murmur softly, trying to keep the longing out of my voice.
he freezes nearly imperceptibly, but i know he hears it. i am in his arms because he ascended the steps; i am crying because i will miss him.
"bee," he whispers into my hair, "bee, bee, bee, bee, bee."
his shirt is wet from my eyes. "you know i'll come back." he kisses my head. "soon."
i sigh a blue breath. "hey," i glance up as he glances down, "don't worry about me. please." i kiss his palm, eyes still met.
"bee?" he glances away fleetingly. his palm is still by my lips.
his arms almost bring me closer.
"will you miss me?"
i lower his palm. i am beginning to cry again and bury my face into his body. he pulls me tighter.
"i won't miss you," i mumbled into his chest. "i won't miss you at all."
Mimicking LifeEvery cloud has a silver liningMimicking Life5 years ago in Other More Like This
At least, that's what is always said
But the clouds to me are so confining
They don't heal wounds, and, O, how I bled
I'm sorry, love, but I can't go on much longer
Should I cut the ties or keep holding on tight?
I'm trying, but I can get no stronger
I simply cannot, try as I might
I walk along the path laid before me
Along the mock setting of being
I'm, believe it or not, as happy as I'll ever be
And the solitude is so very freeing
I'm drying my damp eyes
So that I may see you clearly one last time
I'm trying hard not to sensationalize
But it's hard not to when you have no reason, nor a rhyme
Good riddance, my adore
Do not forget to write
Welcome to our new war
Remember me as you fight.
CognitiveI walk along the sidewalkCognitive5 years ago in Other More Like This
My only company is my shadow
There is no need for small-talk
For we know all we need to know
The moon illuminates the night
It slips through the clouds
Washing us in its silver light
Providing the most opaque of shrouds
And I could be no less content
For I am without you
And I'm beginning my long descent
It's slow, but gaining speed as if on cue.
All Your FaultI have a tendencyAll Your Fault5 years ago in Other More Like This
Of giving wrong answers to right questions
I do bad things
For all the correct reasons
Why do I try so hard,
Just to fail in the end?
Why do I bleed so much,
Just to be numb to the pain?
Why do I stand still,
Just to end up lost?
Why do I revive my heart,
Just to have it stop beating ?
All because of you.
With you here in my arms'Neath the golden sunsetsWith you here in my arms6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With you here in my arms,
I'm lying softly dreaming
of those subtle charms,
with which you caught my heart
and would not let it go
Though I don't mind, because
I love you too you know.
We'll lie there till the sun,
Rises slowly to the sky.
And here I'd lay forevermore,
Until the day I die,
With you here in my arms
Just The BeginningBroken silence and broken hearts,Just The Beginning5 years ago in Other More Like This
Broken souls and broken ties
They're glued together by fits and starts
And torn back apart by all the lies
All warmth has left, for the sun has gone
Leaving only darkness in its place
All the stars seemed to have withdrawn
And there's no moon for a saving grace
It's just so easy to fall to pieces
The pain has only just begun
And it never, ever decreases
There's nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
Perhaps I'm a little gun shy
So I'll just use a blade
You hung me out to dry
Like the old pictures I fade
You Can TalkYou can talkYou Can Talk6 years ago in Scraps More Like This
And say you hate me.
Say those words
That you know will hurt the most.
You can talk
And say you mean it all.
Say what you will
And break everything.
You can talk
And change your mind.
Say youre confused
And confuse me too.
You can talk
And say youre sorry.
Say you never thought about it
But you still wont earn my forgiveness
Why the Willow WeepsToday I asked a willowWhy the Willow Weeps8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The reason why she wept.
She spoke to me so mournfully:
'I weep because he left.'
I listened while she told her tale,
Her branches bent in woe.
She'd been the oak tree's bride-to-be;
The lovers were betrothed.
Willow was so devoted,
She stood up straight and tall,
Had eyes for him and he for her,
'Til Birch Tree came to call.
She was so slim and clothed in white,
She caught the oak tree's eye.
He left his willow lass behind
With no decent 'goodbye.'
Her true love left but she is strong,
And so she did not die,
But rather bent her head in pain,
All out of tears to cry.
~Alex Cherrysnot~ All Rights Reserved
Strangers...and as I look around the room full of laughter and smiling facesStrangers6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the images grow shady and are now far from me
for although I recognize each face and know them all by name
they are strangers to me for eternity.
Afflictive AdoreIt's a reoccurring dreamAfflictive Adore5 years ago in Other More Like This
The one where you don't turn away
But it's falling apart at the seams
For you constantly keep me at bay
The tears fall of their own accord
My heart's in shambles and I'm out of thread
You stabbed deep, then twisted the sword
I feel like one of the undead
You crossed, then double crossed
I cried, then cried once more
This pain is never going to exhaust
And, O, I'm so very sore
RestlessI feel like such an insomniacRestless5 years ago in Other More Like This
For sleep is an empty plight
If you wish, call me crazy, a maniac
But I think I'm well within my right
I live to die another day
But I need no heartbeat
I'm an alien, a human I portray
Yet, I feel so incomplete
My eyes threaten to shut
My brain is so detached
I'm having trouble deciding what's what
And it seems my thoughts have been mismatched
However, I still keep alert
To exhaust myself once more
Slumber is what I avert
But it's what I desire down to my core
We Are Us, One And AllWe are the brokenWe Are Us, One And All5 years ago in Other More Like This
We are the twisted
We are the outspoken
We are the tightfisted
We are the hurt
We are the slayers
We are the inert
We are the players
Sorting Through ChaosI sit at my cluttered deskSorting Through Chaos5 years ago in Other More Like This
Thinking of all the quiet downfalls
And I try to sort through the mess
But I can only sit and stare, enthralled
The work is slow-going
The apathy painful
Absolutely no energy flowing
And all of it so disdainful
Tremors Of The Hand...The pen quakes in my handTremors Of The Hand...5 years ago in Other More Like This
And the words simply won't come to mind
Rather than others, it is I that I do not understand
To the truth of my self I am blind
I know of only one thing I wish to do
With the implement in this hand of mine
I wish to stab it deep into
My heart, or, to numb the pain, my spine
Your words, I'd finally be able to escape them
And I'd be free of the constant need to cry
The feelings I'd finally be able to condemn
But I'm afraid of bleeding dry