Essence of NightmareI am the thing that goes bump in the nightEssence of Nightmare2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the cause of your step-jumping flight
You give me no name, perhaps afraid to speak
When light is the only thing you seek
Like a coward, under blankets you hide
Come out and I'll be by your side
I hunger for your rapid heartbeat
Before you do that pitying cotton retreat
I implore you to face your closeted fears
Before morning light appears
So you can see what in shadows dwell
And I can paint the air with a bloody smell
Although I do not have you (not yet, at least)
Know I am your true heart's beast
When you close your eyes, want nothing to see
Well, beware, that darkness is me
Lovely TearsDeath, dead,Lovely Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Haunted, I fall to my knees,
Under this tree,
Pomegranates surrounding me,
I weep, and let the tears fall down my lifeless cheeks.
I pick the luscious red fruit,
Slice it open,
And peer into the red seeds,
Through the fruit, I see him,
Down on that big blue ball,
Dressed in black and silently weeping,
He hold my sons hand as my daughter sits at his feet,
Gone, they're gone.
No. I'm gone.
They weep and cry,
As my son, on the day before Kindergarten,
Wishes his Mama to be back,
As my daughter wants someone to hold her tight and rock her,
But Mama's gone forever.
My husband watches my coffin being lowered,
And wishes That I was beside him,
Not...in that box,
Scooping up my daughter,
They leave with tears in their eyes.
I cast the fruit aside,
Those lovely tears are all I have anymore,
GRAYI envy the certitude of the delusionalGRAY2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The vacuum packed, hermetically sealed mind of the zealot
I envy the uninterrupted sleep of the self-righteous
Those blind lovers of the black and white
Where only man is alive
The simplest of explanations
For the most complex of questions
Cock sure of their truths and convictions
I live in a more likely world of
smudged borders and gray debate
A dearth of certitude
Pan and Loki abide and even the rocks live
I prefer the delicious semi-chaos of life as it is
The LineThe LineThe Line2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That line remains so thin
I live so perilously along
Where did this even begin
When everything went wrong
Glancing over the steep side
To visions of what may elapse
The alternate outcomes reside
Guilded in welcoming traps
Either edge of this cliff
Marks a different reality
Each option scares me stiff
For I know which one will be
On which side should I fall
Do I maintain what I conceal
Or should I unleash it all
Confessing everything I feel
I know which side calls out
Which ouctome that I desire
Oh how my heart does shout
Setting my open soul afire
I want the ending with you
For that reality to unfold
But you don't want it too
So I'll stay lonely and cold
Why bother making a choice
When destiny has been set
Dreams filled with your voice
Tainted in my bitter regret
This line is where I'll stay
Never to look down there again
My thoughts I cannot convey
My only company is my pain
With or Without YouIs it wrong for me to say what I'm about to?With or Without You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't quit asking that,
But I know I have to say this,
With or without you,
I have to go.
But I just can't stay here,
If I do I'll go insane.
With or without you.
GoodbyeGoodbye, my loveGoodbye3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I still wish you were here
But they took you away
On that stretcher
My mind couldn't focus after that
I felt so numb
All I heard were voices
Then all I saw was black
It's only been a week
As i look into the mirror
I remember you kissing these lips
But now all I see
Are my red puffy eyes
From crying over you
I walk out the door in all black
Someone grabs my hand
I look over that maybe by chance that you are there
From the memories of you doing that all the time
Its not you as I see it's only my mother
She sees how much I hurt
That my heart is in pieces from your death
As I walk towards some direction in the church
To get away from all the grief
But people stop me and surround me
Telling me how sorry they are
Or you'll be fine in time sweetie
Damn church ladies
Who I don't even know
Will I be fine without you?
When I was in the hospital
After they rushed me away
From what was left of the vehicle
And then I lost conscience
After I awoke with my mom crying beside me
Memorie in the Asylum part 3Memorie in the Asylum part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I awoke in a dark room. Solitary. Whimpering to myself I looked around in the darkness. I was alone by myself. There has been so much happening today I can't even process it all. First of all, the Hydropathy session. What was up with that? Why was Amélie thrown in, but wait! Wait what was up with the doctor and Amélie? My head began to swim I felt faint. Vial became to crawl into my throat. Covering my mouth I held it back. My body was sore, my knees tore up. Blood has dried up from the cuts on my knees. The feeling of the cloth was still over my mouth. There was a sore spot on my head from where I fell. How long was I confined in solitary? What day was it, which ward am I in? Pressing my back against the wall I shivered taking in a deep breath. I was still naked.
"Great, they didn't leave me anything." I pouted.
A small light began to gleam off the walls. Squinting I tried to see who it was. Amélie. Growling I pulled myself closer to
Amelie memorie in the Asylum2My body hit the water with tremendous force. Bubbles surrounded my body as I sunk to the bottom of the tank. Fluttering my eyes open I saw two male nurses carrying Amélie's naked body away. Tiny stings shot through my body. Stretching out my arms I rose to the surface. "Amélie!" I shouted trying to climb up the glass chamber. Looking around I didn't see the chains in the center of the tank. Where are they? Did they move them? Stopping I looked up to see the doctor looking down at me.Amelie memorie in the Asylum23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Sure is cold isn't it?"
I blushed and looked at my naked body. My pink nipples out from the cold water, goose bumps on my skin. Glaring at him I said nothing only concentrating on staying alive. I lessened my breath and kicked with my feet.
"I can help you, if you help me." He continued. "After all Princess Alice.. I was the one who put you in here."
My eyes widen, "YOU DID WHAT!?" I screamed.
He nodded. "Yes I put both you and you're sister into the Asylum. Isn't wonderla
Turn Back the ClockTell me, is there a way to turn back the clockTurn Back the Clock3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to a time when I wasn't in love you?
For I feel like I've been shoved in a canoe
that is headed for a mighty, sharp rock.
On your blue eyes mine do lock
And I wish that love couldn't accrue.
Tell me, is there a way to turn back the clock
to a time when I wasn't in love you?
If you do love me boy, I'll get a shock
And as much as I want that to come true
From your lips I'm positive I'll never hear "I love you"
I look ahead, the canoe's rushing at the rock...
Tell me; is there a way to turn back the clock?
(Or must I continue loving you?)
AloneAlone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am never Alone,
In my precious inner world.
My thoughts protect me,
From the silence that suffocates me.
Darkness shields me,
From the light that blinds me.
In my precious inner world,
I am never Alone.
Mariah W. Rivera
Silhouette of the ShoreThe cold air stung his face, icy drops clinging to his hair and eyelashes as he scanned the horizon. The world was grey, he was enveloped in mist; the atmosphere had changed considerably since he had first arrived there. Salt and vapor filled his nostrils, overwhelming the senses. The waves, growing in intensity, roared in his ears; the echoing din of the violent ebb and flow were all he could hear.Silhouette of the Shore3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He continued to scan the horizon, unable to find what he was looking for, if he was looking for anything at all. A sense of horror welled up and overcame him, however, when the tips of black sails began to pierce through the mist
he could hardly feel the sand scraping beneath him, for he himself felt as hard as stone. And yet, he moved with surprising speed and a keen sense of determination, each short step across the miniature dunes markedly deliberate. Each grain seemed to have its own unique composition, shimmering and reflecting the misty droplets as if inviting the waves to
The futurethe path widensThe future3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
toward something unknown
a nervousness follows
a curiosity takes over
and we run to embrace the future
Hope, Happiness and DreamsHope, Happiness and Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I relinquish myself to The Dreams
a land reflecting my internal Torture and Screams
my mind slowly drowns
my sanity stretches at The Seams
my Heart's cry resounds
I search for what this torture means
questions gathering in mounds
like Venomous little fiends
I wonder if I'll survive this time around
what would happen if light love or hope were gleaned
what if this love light or hope could be bound
maybe there was hope, maybe happiness can be found
it's my only choice, or this loneliness will force me into The Ground.
Of Things UnsaidIt's close to unbearable, these untold feelings.Of Things Unsaid3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Suffocating in this deafening silence.
Conversing so much, and yet so little.
Desire to speak tears at my heart,
But keeping to myself locking everything inside
A sacrifice for the benefit of all.
That is a wish I refuse to deny you.
Without my knowing, I've imprisoned myself.
Though, it's as if I knew from the start
I long to end this façade,
But trepidation is as the bars on my cage.
Disabling me, and reminding me why I'm here.
I've sealed the unspoken words inside
For there is a friendship I refuse to destroy.
Suspended willingly between the dimensions
Of desire and apprehension.
My feelings disappear behind a mastered smile,
Protecting these words from the limelight
Where one is so vulnerable so exposed
I will cover the reality with the illusion,
For there is an ease in you that I refuse to disrupt.
What comes to be spoken is what remains in reality...
And what remains unspoken lies, although
RevealedHatred and angerRevealed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The two things that can lead to one's destruction
Also the thing to drive us toward action
It can eat you alive and tear you apart
You can choose to let it consume you
Or let it fade away
I won't let this feeling consume me
There is no inner beast to set loose
There is no eraser to clear my memory
To erase my problems
I will remember the pain you caused
But I will not allow it to eat away at me
You do not hold that power over me
I will live my life and you'll become a distant memory
I will remember you as the person who made me smile
Not as the monster you revealed to be
Judgement DayLet's play a game,Judgement Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you wont win.
I created the cheats,
don't call it a sin.
I'm always ahead,
you're always behind.
Although you're still there,
in the back of my mind.
It's fun to play,
when I know I wont lose.
It's your turn now,
but you can't choose.
There's one way to go,
no heading back.
The arrows are firing,
you're under attack.
Just give up,
you'll fail either way.
That's why they call this,
Life AgainIf you had the chance,Life Again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you start again?
If you had the chance,
Would you love again?
Would give life a second try?
Could you kill the pain inside?
Would you burn the heartbreak and dry the tears?
Could you keep the fears and rage inside?
Is it really worth it?
Is it worth the death?
All the sadness and rage
The love and hate?
Is it worth living again?
A Confusing World Part 4 Ellie jumped off the bed and stretched, "So!"A Confusing World Part 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Uh .so ?" Tom wasn't really used to friendly conversation.
"Well, I'm going to have dinner!" she said as if it was an obvious fact.
"Oh right, dinner," Tom muttered.
"You don't seem excited," Ellie commented her eyebrow cocked, "What? Scared the mashed potatoes will eat cha'?"
Tom chuckled, "Nah, I'm just not in the mood to talk to anyone."
"Never-mind," Tom said with a fake smile, "I'll just get some food and come back here."
Ellie looked quizzically at him but shrugged, "Hey! I got an idea!"
A Confusing World Part 3 Upon entering the living room Mrs. Laurence pushed Tom into one of the old beat down chairs. He struggled to sit up for a moment eyeing Mrs. Laurence apprehensively. The woman crossed her arms and looked at Tom in slight disdain.A Confusing World Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So," she started, "You pushed Hannah today, another one of your tricks I suppose?"
"Mrs. Laurence, I swear I didn't do anything wrong," Tom said, his voice strong.
"Oh do you?"
"Mrs. Laurence, if you let me explain--"
There was a loud slap as Mrs. Laurence's hand connected with Tom's pale cheek.
"I don't want to hear it, Tom!"
Tom turned his head back to Mrs. Laurence, his expression unchanged, "Why won't you listen to me, Mrs. Laurence?" he asked his
You're Madwhen you're laughing to remember there's humour,You're Mad3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you're crying to remember there's pain.
when you're trying because there's hardwork,
when you're talking so you stay sane.
You bleed to remember you're living,
you dream to remember you're asleep.
You forget to make room for new memories,
but the old ones you still try to keep.
When you're dancing to remember you're moving,
and sighing to remember you're sad.
You can look back at all you're actions,
and remember that you're mad.
A Confusing World Part 2 He carefully slipped the sketchbook back under his pillow making sure it was well out of sight from anyone who came into his room. Nobody knew that he liked art and he wanted to keep it that way.A Confusing World Part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He walked back out of his room trademark frown plastered onto his face. He avoided everyone walking down the hallway until he got outside.
As he walked out into the sun, he squinted his eyes using his hand to shield the rays from his face. Why did the sun have to be so bright? He was halfway across the large backyard when a red ball narrowly missed his head by an inch causing him to stop short.
"Ah, you missed, James!" Yelled a girl in a light blue dress who looked around the age of twelve.
"I know that, Hannah!" James growled grabbing for another ball next to his foot, "I won't
A Confusing World Part 1 Tom was an ordinary kid living an ordinary life. Well, pretty much. Tom was an 'orphan'. Notice the quotations around orphan...you see, he knows his parents and through his fourteen years of living in a foster home, he's learned to accept his parents leaving him. His father was a part of the U.S Marine Corps. While his mother....his mother is a different story all together. We'll get back to her later.A Confusing World Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tom looked like a normal fourteen year old boy; he wore a dark green turtle-neck that was too big for him, grey pants that were baggy on him, his black hair covered his dark, chocolate brown, eye. His skin was paler then most children at the foster home and he always seemed a little depressed. The one object that was a little odd was the necklace he wore. An acorn hung on a gold chain, the acorn was hollow and inside it was a seed, a small, round, green seed that had never grown. Tom had had this odd object
The Most Beautiful SightI'm the faceless girl, I wear a mask,The Most Beautiful Sight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My life is a chore, an endless task.
But life goes on, so I do to.
My reason for staying is only you.
You're the sun in my sky,
You're the moon in my night,
You are to me the most beautiful sight.