If I Can't Love, I'd Rather Not Live At All.If I can’t love, I’d rather not live at all.If I Can't Love, I'd Rather Not Live At All.2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m stuck in the background where I know I don’t belong,
And all I have to give you is this stupid song.
It’s not even a song, it’s more of a letter.
And I hope it can make everything better.
Because I know what I did was wrong,
And I think about it all day long.
If I can’t love, I’d rather not live at all.
Just give me one more chance; I know it’ll get better.
If you’ll just read this stupid letter.
Someday I’ll be singing strong,
With the voice of an angel that’ll do us no wrong,
But these voices in my head keep stringing me along,
They’re saying that you won’t read my letter.
They’re saying it won’t get better.
If I can’t love.
So now in this cell, days forever long,
I’m here in the dark, singing your song.
I wish you’d read that letter,
I put it beside the cards in your room that said,
Because this i
Were We To Trap OblivionWere We To Trap OblivionWere We To Trap Oblivion2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sneaky you, unsuspecting me
I've waltzed to this song before
But never like this
Never wanting it so badly
Where I've stepped
Are land mines of words
That unravel my defenses
And you've grown on me
Invaded my inner sanctum
Poked holes in my theories
You've left me weakened
All my buttons pressed
As you ride from floor to floor
Within the elevator of my mind
I no longer wish for peace
I just want you near
So close my skin crawls
At the thought of your fingertips
Raking my through my flesh
Do not think of my pain
Nor consider my mechanisms
That deny the clockwork of emotion
For you've already infected so deeply
Not even death would erase you
From the futures of my thoughts
An embankment of smiles
Where you claw and collapse
Everything I've worked to build
Now I am transparent
I've become the air
Breathe me and I
Will first whisper the words
Before I scream from your lungs
And become the torrent
That drives your heart
To murder my memory
But don't yo
No ManNo manNo Man2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has shed a tear for me; I shed a tear for them
Has made me smile ear to ear
Has made me want to sing and dance just because I'm happy
Has made me smile in my sleep; or even sleep peacefully just from the thought of him at night
Has read me like an open book
Has been my constant muse
Has been my rock; nor my home
Has ever made me feel safe from harm
Has ever told me that I'm beautiful; nor has a man made me feel beautiful
Has ever apprecitated me
Has ever made truly feel good enough
Has ever completed me...
Yes, he does
He does things others have failed to do in the past
He makes me feel things I've never felt before
He has returned the tears I've shed for him
He makes me smile ear to ear
He makes me want to sing and dance just because I'm happy
The thought of him makes me smile in my sleep and sleep peacefully night after night
He reads me like an open book
He is my constant muse
He is my rock,
Random Writingare you listening?Random Writing3 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
sometimes i can't even hear myself
i'm always searching for that better half of me
there's a war going on inside my head
and i get lost in the beauty of tears down my own face
i live off candy painted smiles
and though i don't believe in hate
my head says not to believe in love
everything i want to be is stuck in the past
and most nights i can't even sleep
cause i'm thinking too much about what we used to be
the world keeps spinning on it's axis
and i just want to keep the distance
The Kiss of ImmortalityNever had I imagined the things I'd seeThe Kiss of Immortality9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or how much I craved for the kiss---
Eyes of such hunger and thirst
Despite the danger I craved
to be the first.
Her eyes were a cold gray
with a tint of ice blue
as I stared into them I felt my soul
starting to pull through.
The kiss of immortality came fast
and it was over just as it had begun
but I'll never forget her eyes or the
heat from the midnight sun.
A diverse world of similaritiesLiving in a world with big differences,A diverse world of similarities2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We’re still connected in some way
With the help of the international highway
Our world is slowly turning into a village
But are we really getting closer?
The west is loud and ever moving
While the south is calm and silent
Both face the disassociation of civilization
In the west everything has to go fast
Never taking the time to sit down and enjoy
Always in a rush to the next meeting
Only caring about ‘that money!’
In the South everything is easy going
The society is open and welcome for all
But groups are moving oblivious of the other
Only caring for their own happiness
In the west people don’t really talk anymore
All moving past each other without notice
Using the highway to talk without sound
Claiming to be close friends without uttering a word
In the South talk is ever present
proclaiming equality on their high horses
Preaching that they are truly good people
But often they miss the point
In the west the people stand st
Phantom PainPhantom PainPhantom Pain2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's a phantom pain in my chest
It nags me day and night, twists razors into my ribs
The curve of my bones confines my bloated lungs
I have yet to take a breath
The pain slashes my resolve to ribbons
Ghosts swirl in the bubble wrap of my soul
Wisps with paper sharp edges nicking my arteries
I bleed poison into the air
And pollute my own existence
Irises reflecting the bio-hazard of insight
As skeletal fingertips trace my hollows
I fall into the ripples of silken decay
The jaws cut into my sternum and split me open
And a million black butterflies escape
With the fluttering of my phantom pain
Your bleached bone hands reach within
A screech rings out from your touch
Upon my metallic heart
The phantom pain of my love
Is now yours
StellenboschLooking from my balcony to the mountain aheadStellenbosch3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And she greets me good morning at 3pm
While I am having my first cigarette of the day
Cause I have not left my room today
Being dressed for a fancy diner party
somehow feeling misplaced
As I am not going anywhere
And won’t see anything new today
While staying inside staring at my screen
I wonder what I will miss of the day
Of the complex city where I life
Where right and wrong get mixed up every day
I sigh, and walk back into my room without a view
Studying the dust of this place
Which will make me understand it better
The complex dynamics of the place I live
Exposure to the ElementsExposure to the ElementsExposure to the Elements1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tore it away the other day
What makes me weak and truly believed
I wouldn't feel the ripping of my skin along with the tearing of my pain within
I was wrong of course and now I've opened a flood gate from the source
While I bleed openly all the emotions I've kept dammed in my shaking hands
All the memories spilled from my palms and slashed through my imaginary calm
I watched them tumble and twist as the wind swept them away and insisted
That I was alright, I could sleep at night, that the darkness would disappear with the light
All the lies keep piling up, all the things I keep telling myself
To justify the ruins that I know I've caused and I did it without conscious pause
Because the years have drained away my ability to convey
The torment beading from my eyes and I use it to cut my familiar ties
Even with Death caressing my soul it took someone else to show
How outside my body I already was, how lost and and high above
The rhyme or reason I'd
Divulge to Me, EternityDivulge to Me, EternityDivulge to Me, Eternity1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Paint my flesh
Feed me to the sky
So I might hide
My darkness among the stars
Confide in me
All the secrets you keep
Allow me the peace
Of your mossy dreams
Dive into me and see
What little remains
Singed strands my brain
Scattered among the daisies today
Painted crimson the bleached white
Fields became a bloody sight
Skip through my memories
Fall upon the blades of my dreams
Sickly green sky
Why do you hide?
I've been a bad girl, I know
But you and I can be friends
Because of you I've sent
Away the cruelty of the world
All my value spent
Being a mask
Of what, you ask
I will tell you only this
It's for the terror of love
That I exist
A thrill I have yet to know
From which my thorns begin to grow
I plant the graves of my former selves
I rip out the memories and no longer dwell
Nuclear sky, tell me what's wrong
I've been chasing my dreams
With balmy screams
Will we always be at odds
Should I bow and succumb
To the the p
tickThe little people are out ravaging hearts with their broken clock springs.tick2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burning poemsBurning poems2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I threw my poetry in the flames
and watched it burn
I watched the fire eat away
the words I'd written down with blood
and tears and pain
all those precious works of mine
now totally useless and boring
they can't describe the way I feel
they're nothing compared to the nails in my veins
to the needles in my lungs
to the lava lake in my heart
I'm drowning in my own longing
my own desire
in my love for you
There's No TellingThere’s No TellingThere's No Telling2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
You called late last night
From a slow train
Your body arranged amidst strangers and lights
And adventitious discontent.
You asked me
What do you want
I wonder what you want from me!
Do you know what I think?
And what I thought as your
Voice struggled to get under my blanket
Turned off the table lamp,touched my face?
I think you know.
I think you know exactly what I want
And you know what it means
To be walking tightrope in
Rapidly reducing tightness and
To be playing snakes and ladders
With one thick, elusive snake and no ladder.
I think you know
And you are afraid
As the writing on the wall
Becomes radio frequencies
Of unsanctioned and Janus-faced
Game of ownership
And one warm, wet, famished pursuit.
care beer bearscare beer bears10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when all is gone,
and nothings in sight,
but black silhouettes,
of trees in the night,
the care beer bears,
without any cares,
and without any pants.
Painless Procedure"Come one, come all!Painless Procedure3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a painless procedure, I know that some of you will be quite eager."
And he waved in his clenched hand a warm beating heart, and I saw in his face what he meant from the start.
"Its the newest thing from here to Beijing, I cut this right out and it changes everything!"
"No pain, no cares, no highs no lows, no burdens to carry and safe from all woes!"
A large crowd gathered round to listen to his pitch, all said aloud it could be only for the rich.
"Not true my friends, the fee is cheap. The benefits out weigh the costs of the feelings you reap."
We stood there astounded, some just stood there and stared, others lined up, the rest left before they dared.
"Line up here if you please, you are just moments away no strife in your life, such a small price to pay!"
I stood alone, away from the scene and the thoughts that came to me were green.
"Step right up young lady, your pain is so deep, I see on your face such burdens you keep.
The Fallen AngelThe Fallen Angel3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
‘I never felt alive on this dreaded world called Earth,
I’ve been driven into sadness and pain all my past life,
The darkened blessed shadows allowed me for a beginning of a symbolic rebirth..
If time can momentously be gone,what shall become of us,
frosted ,frozen and forgetting who we are and once were a meaningless soul,
My destiny screams out of my lost and empty blackened heart,
I am not fallen,just an immortal child with sad wings upon me..
The paths of wisdom approached me,for an escapade of dire sins..
The heavens shall break,and fall into angelic dust,
Archangels above me,never seem to cherish an unbroken trust,
Guidance I always wanted and needed to feel,
I rise before the gods of the astral planes,
I am banished into the sea of fire ,
I become a mystified illusion and depicting my own worst fear,
The spiritual voices inside me,demand I shall kneel,
Finally,I become much stronger in this brave new isolated world,
Long Night WastedI told myself to never be, like those other girls,Long Night Wasted5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That stayed up late at night, crying over boys.
But as I lay here thinking, of all the past events,
The next thing that I knew, the tears came back again.
He told me that he loved me, and I believed him so,
And when he said that he would hold me, I fell deeper for his spell.
But now Ill never get that chance, for everything has changed,
Unlike most other girls, the boy was lost for good.
So now I sit here waiting, for this long night to end,
Then I can ether get him back, or loose another friend.
I still love this boy so much, his voice, his laugh, his face,
Even if it is just a lie, may this dream begin again.
Break down...Have you ever had one of those daysBreak down...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when even if your pencil drops to the floor,
you just want to break down and cry...
Night at the VictoriaNight has wrapped around the cityNight at the Victoria8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like a favorite old quilt.
It pours into our garden
And trickles down the street
And wafts into my room
In the form of cherry pipe smoke.
With Hume and Kant sent to bed,
The flat shakes itself free
Of being a flat in Oxford.
We go through the motions of dinner
And when we're filled with kebabs and chips
It's time for us to be a family.
Someone suggests we take our cards
And go for drinks at the Victoria.
There is a favorite table in the back
Because it's big enough for all of us
And our drinks:
Four or five or six of Guinness
(that horrid, thick, black brew)
One of Bailey's (that's Doug's signature
Two of Strongbow
(for Leah and Kelly who love sweet cider)
And my Smirnoff Ice, though
It's nowhere near as sweet as
Silky strands of our favorite leaf
Braid upward to where God
And Adam toast to our happiness—
A happiness I will always smell in pipe smoke.
And there you are in your John Deere hat
Letting out a wail of mirth
Letter To The ForgottenLetter To The Forgotten8 years ago in Typographical More Like This
16 years, weird huh? i find it odd that i am writing this to you now... you haven't crossed my mind in ages. i sometimes wonder if you're doing well, or if you're even alive. i remember you being daring... and also remembering that it couldn't be safe. i only wish that i could know if you'll get this or not. i still have your number, or at least from the last time we spoke. i hope you live in the same house... something tells me you couldn't bring yourself to change.
i am married now, he's great, my husband. we have two children together, and i love them with each breath that i take. i remember that you always wanted kids, always wanting to be a dad... i'm sure you turned out to be a great one, i'm sure they love you as much as you deserve. and hell, your wife, she must be an amazing woman... you know, you always did deserve the best.
i'm sorry that i couldn't give you that, i'm sorry that i couldn't fix things between us... and a friendship was only a few words away. it makes
They Loved ItI was going to write another poem.They Loved It2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But they don’t take you seriously
When you’re being serious.
So I threw in the word “bitch”…
…And they loved it.