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.
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
Good NightThe day is at its end,Good Night4 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.
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.
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.
Perfect to MePerfect to Me4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You are beautiful in everyway.
You seem to forget it day by day.
I wish to always see you smile.
Hopefully that smile will last a while.
There's a beauty within you.
It's time to let it through.
Always know that someone loves you.
One of those people is me and many others too.
I can see the hurt written across your face.
Don't let people tell you that you're a waste of space.
The world always seems to tell us who we should be.
Don't listen because you're perfect to me.
CryI'm tired of crying.Cry4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I want to be happy. I want to be heard.
I want people to hear what I have to say.
Nothing good at all seems to be coming my way.
I cry and I cry, tears fall fast and hard.
I don't know what to think about my situation.
No one cares if I cry or die.
But still the tears fall harder and faster as I keep crying.
No one hears my sobs...no one stops to ask if I'm okay.
They just go on their merry little way.
I'm tired of crying, very tired.
Crying so much that it makes me ill.
I just wish I could be happy.
But the tears seem to be a never ending stream that won't slow down.
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
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
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
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.
Gay Rights in America IIGay Rights in America II4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I was bored debating someone on another website I was on when the debate went from the use of god in the national pledge and does this violate the free exercise of one's religious liberties as stated by the first amendment, or does it violate the ideals of founding fathers like Thomas Jefferson when he said "I contemplate with sovereign reverence that act of the whole American people which declared that their legislature should "make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof," thus building a wall of separation between Church & State" in his letter to the Danbury priests.
After his going back and forth about racial issues in American history, such as cases Brown v. Board of education, Plessy v. Ferguson and several other cases that went before the supreme court. This particular guy, to his credit was not against the integration of schools, and in fact claimed that he would have supported it; that is if the people of the sta
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 ya doin, fuckface?they tell me i'm human.how ya doin, fuckface?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i tell them i'm made up of 63% ash and 36% fuck.
"sixty-three and thirty-six makes ninety-nine."
i stare. "yeah."
he chews on the end of his pen, like a rabbit gnawing on a blue plastic carrot. a rabbit wearing wire-framed glasses and a white coat with sleeves that are too long. "so what happened to the remaining one percent?"
"that's what makes me a freak."
i wonder how he'd laugh if i told him that i want to insert my fingers into his eye sockets and engrave my name onto the inside of his skull with my fingernails.
i wonder how he'd laugh if i told him that the moon is my accomplice and together we're going to murder the sun.
i wonder how he'd laugh if i told him that in my dreams, his blood tastes slightly acidic and the texture of his brain is too mushy for my liking.
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.
TonightShe was staring at the wall. Tears welling up in her eyes. She knew it was over but it just seemed unreal. Her boyfriend coming up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. As he held her he knew that tomorrow they would go their separate ways. That hurt him now but he knew that he would be stronger tomorrow.Tonight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I love you Jen, but I just don't think it'll work anymore." He put his head in the crook of her neck.
"Why? Why do you say that Nick?" She was fighting back tears.
"I think you know as much as I do that we've grown apart. I mean we're like fire and gasoline, we're no good for each other anymore. I truly think you know this." He turned her to look at him. She gave a small nod "See?" He kissed her forehead. "So let's make tonight count. One last time."
He picked her up and carried her to their bed, as he laid her down he kissed her. She kissed him back with a hunger and passion that shook her to her core. He started kissing her back with the same passion.
They knew the next morning
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."
TransgenderTransgender4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I could never explain to you
what it feels like.
To feel lost and uncomfortable in my own body
When I get called a fag or a dyke.
Its funny how I can pretend that I'm fine
But everything feels wrong inside.
Like the Gods and Goddesses made a mistake
Or my body has lied.
I don't want to be a girl anymore
I was made to be a boy.
I wasn't suppose to be like this
and the feelings never cease to annoy.
People don't understand
they always have a new name.
a new way to make me feel like I'm a freak
a new way to cause me pain
But I'm not a freak.
I'm just like you.
who ever knew.
I can fight it all I what
Ignore as my body changes.
I can pretend that it doesn't bother me when people say "Have a nice day miss"
but inside it rages.
So you can call me a dyke or a fag
Or look at me oddly.
I can't help it
I'm a fucking boy in a girls body!
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.
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
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.
The EndAlright, fuck it.The End4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm tired of trying,
sick of crying.
I'm always smiling,
but inside i'm dying.
they never did.
I'm tired of fakes,
sick of being told 'i'm important'.
I can't deal with this anymore!
I give up, the end.
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,