LifeLife happens...Hurts like hellLife4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It seems that life doesn't care what or how anything happens as long as it gets to the end.
I want to find out why I'm here. But like I said life hurts like hell.
You, I, and everyone else have been screwed over by life.
Life will always hurt. It will never give you the easy way, always the hard way.
Life will never tell you anything until the end, when it's to late
illusionYou've lost yourself in your liesillusion4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You tricked yourself and others too.
So caught up in superficial eyes
Everyone believes the shit, even you.
You've smiled at so many faces
you don't know how to frown.
You've put on so much make up
you look like a clown.
You've stabbed so many backs
Lied to so many faces.
bleed out so many hearts
and ate up the traces
You're eyes hold pride.
You're smile is crawling with lies.
You love to push everyone down
and smiled while they cried.
You've put a mask on so much
its stuck to your skin
drawing fake hearts and kisses in the sand
just so you can win.
No one sees your wrongs now
but the time will come
You've made your bed
so say goodbye to the sun.
You're not fucking perfect
You'll walk the path you've chosen.
You're such a fucking fake
Even you've fallen in your own illusion
Fucked Up FreakDo you see the cuts and scars?Fucked Up Freak4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loves painful bliss.
She's a masochist
She's a masochist
Do you see how she likes the chains?
And she likes the blood and whips.
She's a sadist
She's a sadist
You see how she spends hours watching sex
Some people call her sick
She's an addict
She's an addict
You see how she fucks and flirts with everyone
She loves the crazy smut.
She's a slut
She's a slut
You see how she threatens and curses
And how everyone calls her a bitch.
You see how everyone uses her
even when she says no but he forces her to the floor
She's a whore
She's a whore
You see how everyone says she's a sinner
because its not men she likes
She's a dyke
She's a dyke
You see how she can never love
or ever feel bliss?
You see how she keeps away from everyone?
See how her heart's stone?
"How do you sleep at night?"How do I sleep at night"How do you sleep at night?"4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
being the way I am?
Living my life drinking blood,
lying and living in sin.
I'm a cursed child,
that I know.
Black eyes, sharpen teeth by the light of the moon.
I'll never let that side of me show.
How do I live with myself
knowing I'm a monster?
Knowing I'm just a fucking freak
and won't ever be anything more...
How do I stand it?
Always being alone.
Pushing away family and friends
in some way to atone.
How do I sleep at night
when my hands and teeth are stained with red?
When I've given up trying to commit suicide
because I'm pretty much already dead.
I can't say that I've hurt anyone seriously
but I can't promise that I won't.
How do I sleep at night being what I am?
The Moment Before SleepThe constant battle of morals and ethics, an increasing war,The Moment Before Sleep5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An influential mind, impacted by what I heard and saw,
Fulfilment? Actions done through out the day,
Achievement? Feedback, peers and what they say,
Security? I hold close my bed,
Scared? The word written on my head,
Rewinding the day, my current perception causes an exchange,
The thoughts and feelings are different after the moment, a constant change,
I know the sun will rise without being told,
I fail to predict tomorrow's challenge, my pillow I hold,
A grip of strength holds the pillow for now,
Behind hides the question who, what, when and how?
My eyes are closed therefore my thoughts are stuck,
They rattle around attempting to escape the ruck,
Fulfilment? I pray that you will come,
Achievement? Nothing to pass on, no daughter or son,
Security? a well known routine,
Scared? Where I will be, where I have been,
The constant battle of morals and ethics, an increasing war,
The worse parts of the day, sleep and the moments befo
we don't know anythingI have used this piece of writing as a submission for a writing portfolio as part of my application for Bangor University (6th January 2015) -- Danielle Jade Dudleywe don't know anything4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you wrote right-handed, but you played
the guitar left-handed. i asked you why
and your chapped lips formed a crumpled
smile, the smile that always reminded me
of a pink accordion, and you said, "i guess
my brain was just wired backwards that way."
those were the days when i was not a girl
made of smoke and charred bones,
(we pretended that i wasn't, anyway)
the days when i did not need a bottle the way
i had as a baby, now glass instead of plastic
(i hadn't yet recognised that i did, anyway)
and the words i love you spilled so naturally
over my lips like strawberry liquor.
i never told you how odd you looked
with your clothes on, did i?
you liked to play on the beach, alone,
at night time, the moon your spotlight,
the pallid sand your stage. naked, you
didn't sing in english; you said the stars
were your audience, a
You're Worth ItDo you see who you are?You're Worth It4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Do you see all your worth?
Your priceless smile,
Worth more than all pearls of Earth.
Your beautiful, sweet laughter,
Worth more than vaults of gold.
Your loving voice
Calms me out of pains untold.
Your jeweled eyes alone
Can lull me into peace.
You're my spirit
Always in my happy place.
Your fears are mine too.
I fear to lose you.
My precious treasure,
I'll never abandon you.
If It's OkayIf it's okay I'll tellIf It's Okay4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you I love you. If its not I'll say
I trust you.
If it's okay I'll tell you
that I need you. If it's not I'll
say I'll never leave you.
If its okay I'll be
by your side. If it's not I'll walk
a step behind.
If it's okay I'll hold you
tight. If it's not I'll say good-
If it's okay I'll just be
your friend. If it's not I guess this
is the end.
StayI feel you getting fartherStay4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Down where I cannot see.
Please take my hand and keep it.
And please stay close to me.
I don't like where you're headed
And nor, I think, do you.
Please hold my hand so tightly
And keep me close to you.
It's warmer here with you here,
With our hands intertwined.
If you won't stay for your heart,
At least stay here for mine.
Good NightThe day is at its end,Good Night5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the moon is high,
my heart is still filled with strong excitement.
Rest your head,
close your eyes,
I'll sing a lullaby,
your soft lips will part with sleep pulling you under,
my lips will be the last feeling you have for the night,
so dream of sweet things,
hold onto my kiss,
feel my love,
I'll be here in the morning i swear it,
may your rest go uniterrupted,
and may my love give you a good night.
rings of blasphemyfrozen in starlight,rings of blasphemy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an ice sculpture
solar wind respiration
against the heaving
belly of the night sky.
shining beads of sweat
dappled his bare chest.
his nipples made me shudder,
like the sound of a chair
dragging itself across the
floor, a steel skeleton,
like a dying thing on a highway.
his hair made up the clouds.
the rocks in his eyes could
impale tender breasts and
could mangle celestial bodies
like a mouth of granite.
the moon turned in its sleep,
just in time for me to see
the blood on his hands,
his broad back, spread endlessly
like wings plucked of their feathers.
the words spumed from his lips,
salty ocean froth i crumbled
to my knees, pale
"i am a god."
I Won't"Hey, love,"I Won't4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I won't kiss you.
"You look beautiful tonight."
No, I won't let you touch me.
"Want to come over to my house?"
No, I do not.
"You want to see my room?"
No, I won't sleep with you.
"You really are beautiful."
You don't really think that.
"Your skin is so soft."
Your hands are like stone.
"Why are you crying?"
I don't love you.
"Why are you leaving?"
I don't know.
The Finale ChapterAll the hurt,The Finale Chapter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and all the pain.
All the loss,
and we never gain.
History only repeats itself.
Time and time and time again.
We lose our family.
We lose our friends.
And for what?
To put on a fake smile,
pretend we're fine,
and all the while,
we're dying inside.
We're losing the fight,
we'll fall tonight.
It's over, we're done
The final score?...well they won.
MommyFrom you I learned what's wrong or right.Mommy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You taught me when to stand up and fight.
And when to walk away and just let it be.
You told me all your philosophies.
I doubt I can ever give enough back to you,
But for now I hope this poem will do
So here's what I've been trying to say,
I love you mom! Happy Mother's Day
30 letters - Internet friend.Dear, internet friend.30 letters - Internet friend.4 years ago in Letters More Like This
I love you.
Like a sister, You're just insane and I love every minute of it.
We're so differant yet from day one we've gotten along like bread and butter, Are randomness has built and "Army" of insane people.
Although as much as I love you, You iritate me too.
I hate the fact you always put yourself down, You need to see that it's not always your fualt, As much as we all want everyone to like us and everyone to be happy and no one to fight, That isn't how the world works.. You need to lighten up on yourself sometimes...
I only say it because I love you though. It's like a weird voodoo zen ren puzzle.
There are so many things I want you to know, Things that I'll never be able to say other then here because I get so nervous...
One, Is that I'll never leave, I won't ruin a friendship over a stupid arguement or a disagreement, I'm not the type of person who's going to just randomlly decide one day "Oh well these people are nicer to me then her." and just disappear, Y
Made For Each OtherPeople say "made for each other,"Made For Each Other4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stamp us with a label and say "wait,"
Look at my face and say "love,"
look at yours and say "fear."
People say "end up together,"
Put us in a box labeled "someday."
We were up one night and fighting about every little thing we'd ever done,
Every tiny paper cut, pouring lemon juice which flowed acidic like it was bleach
Down faces and arms,
Utterly ignoring the gaping wound right at our core.
We were up one night ripping each other apart,
Starved wolves unleashed
And aiming to kill.
We were up one night trying to end this
And you told me during a silence that
You knew you would never be finished.
"I'll always come back,"
You said and I could hear the sadness in your voice
But not understand its origin.
"I'll always come back to you because it will always be you.
I'll always come back because I don't know what I am without this."
I lied through my teeth just then,
I lied and said I didn't believe you.
In a way maybe it was my head talking,
sunday morning sensationscigarette smoke flirting with thesunday morning sensations4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
ripe black leather of your jacket,
your peppermint-scented smile;
your hair in corkscrews, mine hanging
in squirming rats tails down my back;
and your frazzled throat,
a throbbing column of marble,
oh how your rainbow veins glitter in
the moon. your sun face burns
the back of my neck while i whisper words
that rhyme with your name and sip vodka
shots out of your belly button. i dream
of pressing my lips to your bobbing
adam's apple, the waltz of salt on my
tongue as i lick my tears off your chest.
how to look at humanity"what do you see when you look at people?"how to look at humanity4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"i see their souls."
"what does a soul look like?"
"it depends completely on the person i'm looking at."
"say you were to look at that girl over there. the redhead wearing the oversized shirt and the faded jeans with the knees all torn. what does her soul look like?"
"it looks like a bird in a cage. when i look at her soul i taste honey; i feel it slick in the back of my throat. at night she dreams of skeletons. during the day she dreams of becoming one. that shirt belonged to her father. yesterday her mother slapped her."
"what about that man? the one sitting on the park bench, with the greying beard and the ragged trench coat. what about his soul?"
"his soul looks like a glass of whiskey with cigarette butts floating in it like drowned insects. his soul smells of lemon-scented bleach. two weeks ago, his wife died. a week and six days ago, he dumped his secretary and quit his job."
"what about animals? do they have souls?"
"of course they do.
releasedreleasedreleased4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stop yelling at me!
i feel like a baby bee
so small and fragile
i feel so alwful
i need to get out of this circle of ridicule
i need to get out its turning into a whirlpool
i break through the armor of pearcing words
my brain is like a series of crosswords
only one word fits in its place
and are now being replaced
i need to releless the anger and pain
come on stupid brain
To PretendOnce upon a time we were something pristine, held aloft by hair-thin strings about to snap.To Pretend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There were pins in our backs, they kept our torsos straight and our heads up, faces immobile but permanently facing one another, looking so much like effortlessness.
A glow played about our chests, the warmth and pulse of united hearts.
It was easy.
It was easy.
It was so easy.
Once upon a time there was a room full of so much sunlight and cotton that we swam around for hours without the need for air.
Harsh was the snow outside the windows and harsh was the air still crisp with it. The weakness of January atmosphere rang like disappointment in our cookie-cutter town.
Intermittently I looked into the real world and saw the future.
It was easy.
It was easy.
It was so easy to turn away,
Block out all else.
Once upon a time notes like bullets echoed across your living room.
I sat on the couch paralyzed by fear, for the first time, of you. No control no control no control no control. Gn
InvisibleI'm invisible.Invisible4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pass by in the hallway day after day alone.
I manage to hide the pain, I'll just cry when I get home.
Why don't people notice me?
Did I do something wrong?
Am I not normal?
Do I not matter to anyone?
I notice other people laughing and having fun.
They always seem to be the happiest.
I see couples staring at each other with pure love.
When will someone looke at me like that?
I walk in to a room full of people no one seems to bother to look my way.
When will the day come when I will shine?
I wish I was the oposite of invisible then someone would notice me.
miss youMiss youmiss you4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as we hug goodbye,
as we take a step back to look at each outher,
as we look at each outher in the eyes,
as we hug again not wanting to let go,
as we stand there hugging that feels like years,
as we pull away and turn around to go our serpate ways,
as we look back to see each outher once more
as we share a smile of friendship
as we wave goodbye,
as we walk away we both know that we will always be in each outhers hart.
do you even careDo you even care?do you even care4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I try to stop you but you don't .
I try to help but you wont let me.
I try to make it alright but you wont listen.
I try to be there but u push me away.
I try to belive that its not my fault,
But you disagree
You put the blade to your wrist than .
You make a fist and punch the brick wall
And than say it was my fault.
But that's not true and you that ,but yet it is
I try and I try
But its all my fault.
You say you love me,
Than you cut
Do you even care.
time, thyme, and beansi'm takingtime, thyme, and beans4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she always dreamt of
he always chose
and smashing it
between my own
the heart, the brain
the world off
you just need
with no drama,
or best friend
or a good book,
just for a change.~
i'm taking it back.~
at the seaside
with the tulips,
the salt-sea spray
the open kitchen window.
my self-made "prison"
and i'll do
i'll be myself
and i'll be happy.