ConfusedI didn't want this to happen,Confused4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
But it did. Yes, its life, get over it.
Love, oh dear, we all know what it does.
I hate it when people judge you, especially when they
Don't know anything about you.
I hate this confusion, not being able to understand one another.
What have you been saying for the past hour?
I don't know. I'm tired of it, but I love you.
Wait, do I? I need to sort myself out.
Who am I? I am a stranger to myself.
Your sweet words have turned on fire and then to ashes.
And then you ask me, do you understand?
How am I supposed to if you don't even know what you're saying.
I guess, the next step is, wait and see.
ConfusedI don't know how I feelConfused3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know how to get through the day
I can't stop thinking about you
I wish I could it would make life easier
But I can't
I really really like you
But I already know you don't like me
I'm trying to move on
But with no one else to look to
You seem to be the only one left
You rejected me before I even got to say hello
But you still respected me
Never have I felt good about being rejected
But it still leaves me dazed and confused
Do I mean anything to you?
Or am I the only one who feels something?
ConfusedI shouldn't feel this way,Confused7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So many thoughts,
So many emotions,
All jumbled together;
Each fighting for the right
To be the strongest in its class.
I've been freed,
Yet I've never felt so enslaved.
I feel exhilaration,
Yet I've never felt so dejected.
For what seems like the first time in my life,
All the life has been completely stripped from me,
Leaving me weak and vulnerable.
What is it?
This battle that is raging on inside me,
How will it unfold?
Will it make me better? Stronger?
Will I survive this battle?
My world has vanished from beneath me,
And now I don't know where I stand.
Confused EmotionsI feel lost, out of place,Confused Emotions10 years ago in Other More Like This
All I do is take up space
I leave myself thinking
What am I here for?
Nobody wants me.
Nobody loves me.
What am I doing here?
Where's the answer?
Where's the signs?
Where's my reason?
Where's my line?
How did I get here?
Why did I come?
Why don't I leave?
Do I know you?
When can we go home.
Why am I so sad?
Nothing's gone wrong...
Why do I feel so down?
Nobodie's hurt me...
Why is it so cold?
It's hot outside...
Why am I so scared?
I am not alone...
Why does helping hurt?
I try to be nice...
Why do they bug me?
I didn't bug them...
Why do I feel lost?
I'm inside my house...
Why don't I feel loved?
ConfusedI want to be aloneConfused7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But once I am
I can't stand
I want everything to be quiet
But once it is
I can't stand
I want to live my life
But once I start
I just feel like dying
I want to be happy
But once I am
I always become sad
I want to laugh
But when I do
I feel like crying
I want to be loved
But once I am
I feel nothing but hate
I want to forget the past
But once I do
I feel ashamed
I want to be strong
But once I am
I always become weak
I don't know
I don't know why
I feel this way
Just please understand
I'm Hopeless ._.Standing close to me on a Monday morningI'm Hopeless ._.3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I can't seem to get over, I'm lost in your brown eyes
I want to tell you,
But I can't put the words together.
I'm terrified to what you might say,
It might just be a simple crush.
You're the brightest star in the sky
It's not meant to be.
Do I like you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I like you?
It's something I can never quite explain.
It's a feeling too good to be true,
And all I want to say is...
À la lumière de ce matin,
Aujourd'hui ne se reproduira pas
Et je n'ai rien à perdre en disant:
SISTERSEveryday I wake up from a dreamSISTERS3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With tear filled eyes
I walk this earth expecting you
To be around every corner I turn
But when I realize youre not
There that's when the smile fades
And the tears begin to form
I hang my head down trying to
Hide the emotions
Than I stare up at the sky expecting
Some sort of sign
Than at night I
Look up at the night sky
Hoping to find a shooting star
To wish upon
So far only one of
My wishes have come true
Those few days I got
To spend with you were
The days ill always remember
I dream of you
And when I do were
Laughing and acting
Like everything is ok
I day dream about the days
When we see each other next
What we will do
But the ones im really
Looking forward to are
The ones when we will
Hopefully live together
I love you no matter
What happens to us
I cherish the days
When we talk to each
Other when ever
We do I smile
I imagine that you
Live down the street
Which you don't any
More but all I
Care about is were best
Friends. . . wait no
Confused.Confused.Confused.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm confused and don't know why.
My lifestyle, my attitude.
What has become of me?
You came in and made me see clear again.
And I don't even say thank you.
Though, I love you with every breath I take
And yet, I'm still alone.
I understand how you feel.
But do you understand me?
Dude, I love you.
And you push me away.
Anyway, thanks, for opening my eyes.
Seeing that you're what I needed.
ConfusedWhen did life get so complicated?Confused10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing makes sense anymore
All of my feelings for friends, family, aquaintances
My feelings for him especially
Constantly changing, moving
Constantly seeing it all froma new perspective
So many different sides to me
I don't even know how I really feel
When will it all become clear again?
Maybe that's what is really tearing me apart
Not anyone or anything else
But my own constantly changing
Muddled thoughts and emotions
Not knowing what to think or feel
I just wish i weren't so confused
one final poem.i am in love with/i'm a secondhand smoker/hello, sunflowerone final poem.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are plastic stars stuck to my ceiling (constellations)
and cast in their soft green glow is
and your skin, curled weakly into me
as if i (the smaller, the careless) could protect you.
clutch you to my sunken chest and hold.
i am still in love with you.
come a little closer,
and my edges flicker, curl, decay
in your mellow blue stare
and everything is mine is yours together
you're the ashes i used to throw into warm summer winds.
how it was,
you slipped liquidly through the darkness and into your bed with me,
like forever should hope to look. the candle crackled magnificently and
i watched your pulse rip through translucent veins and
echo into my heart, rapping against me, like hand to ancient door.
and you let me fall atrociously for you. with you.
after that, the only shadows i wanted were ours,
tangled together against the wall. one.
these nights i catch the moon in my branches and
see you reflected som
ConfusedI thought everything would be alright.Confused8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I thought this would fix everything.
So why so I still cry at night?
Like a wilting rose in the evening,
I'm broken and dying inside.
This just doesn't feel right.
I'm scared, so scared, so I hide.
I can't be without you for even one night.
She's so happy and so are you,
But when you hug me, I cry.
So confused, I don't know what to do.
If I lost you, I think I'd die.
I want you, only you.
I just can't share.
Sharing feelings just feels untrue.
this just isn't fair.
I want tho throw myself into your arms,
and cry my heart out to you.
This pain is like 1,000 ringing alarms.
I'm scared one day you will look at me and ask "who are you?"
I love you, I have from the start,
So I give you, and only you, my whole heart.
Ice QueenI want to break the chains.Ice Queen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Break the chains of lies and smash the mirror of illusion
I want to tear up the photographs of memories, good and bad, and set them on fire.
I want to seal my heart away in a box,
Tie it with chains, and throw it into
The sea of time.
I want to be like ice.
I want to
Heal my injured soul;
Close my mouth and never open it again;
Be in control of my life.
I want to be what I want to be, not
What others want me to be.
To be at peace,
To be silent,
To be alone when I want to be.
Does that make me an Ice Queen?
Then give me the crown.
I'll take the throne, and the world, by storm.
ConfusedWho are you?Confused5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am you.
Who am I?
You are me.
But how can that be?
I exist because
That's just the way it is.
We are one
And yet not one.
That doesn't make sense.
It doesn't have to.
I don't get it,
How can you be me?
Easy, I am you.
But how can you be me,
If I'm me?
I just am,
We're one and the same,
So deal with it.
ConfusedI like youConfused6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Then I don't
I fall for you
Then I don't
I can't wait to hear for you
Then I don't
I feel so close to you
Then I don't
I wish I could make my mind about you
Then I don't
Remembrance Day Poem - RunRun Soldier, RunRemembrance Day Poem - Run1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Since the revolution's troubling start
You have always reliably done your part
Breaking us free from foreign tyranny
May it be victory that you always see
Run Soldier, Run
To the battle field where our brothers fight
What a truly horrible bloody sight
To see us tear ourselves apart
The pain of choosing surely broke your heart
Run Soldier, Run
Our squabbles and our smaller wars
We spread our influence through open doors
We take more territory and make our mark
You still serve faithfully to the imperial shark
Run Soldier, Run
Through the yellow gassed out trenches
You fought those who were demonized as wretches
And sprinting though the bursting shells
The conflict was resolved but still ring, the iron bells
Run Soldier, Run
Again you fight for the sake of the world
To reverse the atrocious atrocities unfurled
Millions were lost and millions were saved
A gateway to freedom again you paved
Run Soldier, Run
Defending others freedoms we ask you to do
Fighting the despotism w
The mask carrierThe mask carrier is a mystery for herself, which isn't hard to reveal. Only people, she trust and who have a real knowledge of human nature, can reveal the mask and see the true face, without to touch the mask.The mask carrier3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Nobody, even her dad not, finds out, that the continuous smile is played. But that her heart breaks, nobody recognizes as well!
In place of overlooking the wrong smile and looking one time in her sad eyes, is the daily mask accept as would it be naturally.
In her deepest within sadness, hopelessness and worries mirror. Nobody recognizes, how broken the heart already is.
Only one managed it, to take off the steely mask, without to touch it. An angel, which rest on this Earth, winded his protective wings around her, so that she could feel the warmth of the feathers. This warmth flush the body of the actress and let the ice heart, which had some scratches, smelt slowly, so that the "true identity" of the girl could come out. But this warmth, which lead her to take off the mask by h
MeMy brother was the oneMe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who introduced us.
I didn't like you
Though I don't know why
When we did become friends
It was distant.
You were Spencer's friend
Therefore you were mine, too.
A few months past
We grew closer
The guy I once crushed on
Got farther away
My affections were jumbled
And I abandoned them
I tried to ignore the
Need for another half
In the past
Love always made me
Put God second.
You chose me
You're the cute, blond
Who could have
Pretty much any girl
You picked the plump girl.
The screw up
You picked me.
Somebody caresA young man sits at his desk. Another hard for him.Somebody cares3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man is a teacher, about twenty five in age. It is his second year teaching at the present school. He is tall, lean, and has very short hair. He's ready to beat his head on the metal desk. Why couldn't he quit? It wasn't that easy.
He hated yelling. But, his students were always asking for it. Calling him out, insulting him, and treating him like crap. He felt low at the end of his last class, his remedial math class.
He thinks of the senior teachers that had been there for thirty or forty years. They seemed to know exactly how to handle things like this. Why was it so hard for him?
He writes another failing grade on a test. Figures, if they didn't listen to him, they wouldn't know the material, simple as that. Sigh.
His door opens. "Mr. Laker," a voice says. He looked up. A girl with thick brown hair, book bag in hand, stood at the doorway. "Can I interrupt you?"
"Sure," he answers. The student holds a piece of scrap paper in hand
MiserableWhy do I feel so,Miserable3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All around me
People are giving up
They let go
And resort to
It makes me angry
How do you expect me to
I sometimes feel
Like I am the only
Is happy in the world
It makes me feel selfish
I do not understand
When people feel pain
I feel it, too
I cannot help it
Don't tell me to stop
'cause I can't.
What can I say?
How can I live with myself?
How can I live with the guilt?
Look at me
I lead a happy life
Is always in pain
I cannot live my life
To be emotionally stable
The world just gets worse
While I sit here
And do nothing.
Because I cannot
I really am miserable.
I may have a loving family
Friends who love me
And basically everything
But that doesn't mean I'm happy
We Are We are the broken, the crazy, the drunk, the colorful. We're the strange, the troubled, the beaten and the strong.We Are3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And the thing is, there'll never be another generation like us.
Maybe the future will be better, maybe worse, but there will never be another us.
There won't be kids this depressed, this happy, this crazy. There won't be kids with these ideas again, there won't be kids with this taste for drugs and alcohol and literature and music. There just won't be teenagers like us anymore, not once we're gone. Not even the ones we raise will be like this.
We're a one-of-a-kind group. We're friends and enemies. We're shallow and we're deep, we're naïve and we're wise. There's just something about us, about this generation. Something different.
And it's not the styles, not the music, not the books, not the media. Those are history; those repeat year after year.
The Mysterious Midnight SongThere was not a murmur, only silent nightThe Mysterious Midnight Song2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When man solely dared to dream
But on the horizon, a Midnight Song
That through the darkness came
And a light shining ever brightly
Upon once a stone, now a gem
And a lone heart felt the comfort of a lovers touch
An eternal life was born again
CommemorationsWhat is it? I'm scared of you every day,Commemorations3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and to the same thing over and over again,
to what is killing me and what might be saving me.
My favorite color isn't gray, but the world seems
to be convinced it is. I'm almost believing it's the
shade of smiles and even pretty eyes. Is it not? It's not.
I'll trick myself to think that your chipped and faded
three-weeks-old black nail polish on your
heart tracing fingers is some kind of map.
Enough to throw away my sense of direction for.
But emergency exits where invented for a reason.
God knows I've used them.
God knows I've stood alone on this side of them.
What is it? Let me wait until this slow-to-fade
perfect wording stops echoing in this head.
Wait until I pick a road, so you'll be waiting awhile.
Pax VobiscumPeace be with you. It is that time, that season,Pax Vobiscum3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
when we turn to the better angels of our reason
and wish well on friend and stranger alike, love
becomes more than lace and lube and lies, above
all else we seek to feel the sense of family
with even those we barely know and rarely see.
I wish you all the best of times at this time.
Where there is war, let there be peace, crime
give way to forgiveness and reconciliation, pain
fade and the troubles of the past fade to stain
and then to nothingness. I wish you poetry, art
and the magic of self-awareness on your part.
Do not be alone, even if you are, gather everyone
you love and have community with and shun
the crushing solitude of those who cannot hope
for more than an empty belly and a way to cope
with the despair we wear like brittle crowns
too often, soften your will and force back your frowns.
This is a time of triumph, when even God kept word
and offered up a sacrifice for our reconciliation, absurd
it may seem,