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music has and will continue toTo be human is to share the world, and to do so, one must share himself. Some are uncomfortable doing so. I am one of those people. To allow people to know you, but to know nothing of your true self is to lie. That was the hardest thing for me to understand throughout high school. But I have grown as a person over the last year. I know who I am. Not only that, I have discovered how to express myself in a way that is more personal than an essay could ever be.music has and will continue to7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
I imagine doors was half an hour ago. I imagine the stage: the five tall stools in a row, the five microphones, one in front of each, and the five of us, off stage to the right. John Go
Once With You Behind the Wheelso when i told myselfOnce With You Behind the Wheel7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that id stopped counting
it was a very much complete and total lie
because if you scraped
chewed nails at that back of my memories
there would be dates written neatly
and that worried smile on my face
where i always chew my lip
until its bleeding
on to my fingers and wiped on my shirtsleeves
ive got a word written on the inside of my wrist
and it sings songs for me to picture with coke stained indifference
the edges and turns of the letters
are smudged with crimson that im wetting
with the ends of my flowered skirt and cleaning off
and away
because i rather dont want to look at that one anymore
the one
We Build A Dreamhousei feel the raindropsWe Build A Dreamhouse7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
down the lines and pathways
along the flawless blush
of your cold face
perhaps i have imagined
this moment of the two
of us so close together
sketching photographs
in the night we can see
out the fogged chill of windows
of your lips through
darkness
the dim light of your smile
speaks a symphony
that in deep tones
i may move closer
than ive ever been
without the glass barriers
over your hands
in sterling silver dreams
if i could write music
like your voice within
this soon so distant memory
it would sing like a ghost
walking away from me
im no musician
and in transparent fingertips
i could see
Lost In You - The poemLost In You - The poem8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost in a world,
Lost in a feeling,
Lost in your eyes,
Lost in you,
The world disappears,
The feeling engulfs me,
Your eyes close,
And you step closer
One-Two BeatBea Arthur was staring at me. Actually, this wasn't much of a surprise. She stared at me every morning and every night to tell you the truth, wide brown eyes viewing me with the un-amused accusatory glance that only a camera could capture and mass produce of course. Nothing I wasn't used to.One-Two Beat8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I looked back at her and smirked, telling from the nuance of the crease in her knit eyebrows that today was going to be a good day.
Then there was the way there was dim sunlight fighting through the thin material of my ancient curtains, the ones I made in 3rd grade. That was back when I wanted to be an astronaut. The design of the curtains was red roc
Tell meTell me8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tell me what to think
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to say
And I'll lose myself in you
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you care
Hold me close and kiss me
And I promise I'll be there
I can't go on much longer
It's getting hard to see
So take my hands and save me
And tell me who to be
Memories2 years ago in Short Stories
More Like This
In the Land of the Frost GiantYou are my sonIn the Land of the Frost Giant2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Liar!
The child was running along the thinniest branches of Yggdrasil, passing by whole universes in a handful of tiny steps, tripping over his feet and resuming his rush across paths hidden to most of deities.
Liar!! His voice thundered into his own ears, the word he had cried at his father haunting him, hurting like the truth he had discovered. Lies, everybody had lied to him. For his whole life.
Blinded by tears, Loki ran and ran, as fast as he could, away from home.
---
"I have found him."
Odin and his wife Frigga turned to the all-seeing Heimdall. His golden eyes were gazing at the distance without betraying any emo
A Trace of BloodIf I could draw but little blood from Thor, it would change my fate forever. What wouldn't I give but for a drop of his blood…for a drop of truth in the words "Loki…Odinson."A Trace of Blood1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
All hope now rests in my ability to take my brother's blood and claim it as my own—his birthright, my throne.
I will seat upon his beloved Earth, ruler of its inhabitants, and all will bow to Loki—god of mischief, god of Earth.
I Wanted To Be The Soundits raining as i write as i listen toI Wanted To Be The Sound8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a song and my life is consumed by
perfection whilst i ignore its
faults and the moment weighs
upon my eyes and overtaken i
begin i want to cry but its
my nature to soak up the outer
layer of every small and lonely pain
just as im not tired
I COULD STAY HERE
BECOME SOMEONE DIFFERENT
BECOME SOMEONE BETTER
i want nothing more than to drown
what i am in my love
for the drops of rain down and
through our drain pipes
because i cant remember the last
moment i felt whole all
encompassing grip of night
and cool air doesnt feel as cold
KEEP ME ALIVE
the sound is dwindling
THE MUSIC
this song
Melting Into My Sighttoday it rained, hard and cold and making puddles everywhereMelting Into My Sight8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the concrete glistened maybe shone with the
wet sparkle of small pools left here
and there-- with ripples sounding
through windows, hiding in the sky
i stood on the cool set of grey
beneath frozen toes in broken shoes
and watched through curtains
of small and shiny bullets
falling from air
my eyes wandered through the scope of staircases
how they differentiate
cracks and bruises of something
supposed to be unbreakable
when i lay underneath and hope
i do not die
before fully realizing the extent
of self-imposed importance through streams of misery
but everything
Affectioni ignored itAffection8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
laid outside and talked about
those moments
lying to his face, poor boy
right and perfect imitation
held myself at my sides
and feigned my own mutilation
found this perfect situation
dont know how to
fuck it up
but thats talking-yet
letting in my influence
would crawl into me
swirl in circles
keeping any soul
i had at bay
its all blue eyes
and those stuttered glances
i wont hold you
flit away
so perhaps
im searching desperately
for some patched net to catch me
as i fall from this
into oblivion id theorized into itself
reading books
and i dont understand the titles
staring into the sunset
arent i syrupy
UNTITLEDWhen leaning over the cool metal of a barrier, into dark trees and darker water, things seem dismal.UNTITLED8 years ago in Teen More Like This
In looking down an expanse of disconnection, being stranded, everything seems hopeful.
People standing in their groups while I stood in isolation.
Cool air nipping at my naked heels, up my exposed legs. Shivering slightly in a well-fitting sweater and perfectly worn down skirt.
My face bright yet downtrodden by fatigue.
With warm ears and a cold nose.
Something I never cared to take note of before.
Sounds like being alone, over an ocean, walking out to sea or such.
And singing througn the darkness.
Wandering under street lamps and wai
Just Want To Be Seennot wanting a loverJust Want To Be Seen8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just needing the
backseats
slipping over
being seen
and recognized for being
look at them
theyre living
minutes falling
each a week
gone for the years
mounting as theyre passing
seen a face
and there a smile
finding significance
in backward places
a mothers only
funny that
a desperate one
running away
from nothing
maybe everything
in the back
shiny new tires
and a glistening frame
too original to be real
ending up sore
bruised about the mouth
in feeling
fighting to the last breath
for no particular reason
just needing to
keep an honor
well preserved
engrained to tell
hands
bent thumbs
Could Think Ofgreen showersCould Think Of8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you let go of him
shes standing
feet to the ground
already fallen to descending night
while i was counting hours
the lights flash forward
sky flowers reaching down
wilting petals to eager eyes
decadence in darkness
sitting in the dirt
surrounded by such small attempts
at validity
swinging into tried partnerships
throwing fire to the sky
i dont belong
drawing lines in the sand
with everything illuminated
such trifling words to a page
i laid once in the pavement
my eyes hidden under blanket
and viewed a blossom
stifled awe
you know
amidst the dying beauty
ascending futility
our hearts collided with great
Devil's Inside Yourself BesidepossessedDevil's Inside Yourself Beside8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that feeling
like flame up the spine
words are crawling
out your ears
not lying anymore
thats an unobserved sin
only seeking punishment
when sitting under the
third and fourth stair
it only works
when im staring
to something i dont
find
when i say
you are there
but its a being
crawling into my eyes
obstructed vision
in the least
im viewing petty touch
with fascination
when am i cured
what eyes do i find
in the landscape
of nothingness
desert air suffocating
through open windows
i found my name again
but lost its meaning
the voice whispering
doesnt care
my world was an
experiment
to reaction
lov
There's Words To SellyoungerThere's Words To Sell8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
behind a wall
and staring to the sky
searching in
the blue of
a believed heaven
i am forgiven
if i pray
screaming for
vindication
sought in the most
simple way
ill beg the figure
hiding behind white
clouds
in night
and running through
the stars
that this life
and everything
indebted
belong to
two hands
one mouth
a being
now alone
i never lost faith
just wondered where
itd always been
when crying for
deliverance
wondering where
the music went
nobody had answered
but ill never question it
non existence
of false comfort
the skies sleep alone
tonight
because this night
is just like every other
Treat Her KindlystorybookTreat Her Kindly8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bright blue eyes
and stuttered glances
long blonde hair
checkerboards
giggle giggle
laying on the floor
and wishing
they know where the water ends
weaving fingers
becoming something
attaching
press of lips
a secret
everyones supposed to know
like dancing
when the door walks in
the clock dripping
its a painting on the wall
with drawers
in a circle
spinning
word of mouth
intoxicating
nothing makes more sense
than the things that people hide
one day well live together
hes says life will be better
and thats the way love goes
for one or two
three or four
and they give
because thats what lovers do
outstr
FutileFutile8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm choking on the words that I can't say
And stumbling over things I'll never do
I'm thinking all the thoughts I know I shouldn't
And I'm wishing they weren't all because of you
ExplanationExplanation8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember angry words
And harsh surprises
Putting up a guard
Instead of breaking down
And I remember
Losing my best friend
I remember the sound
And looking up
Seeing that message
That word that broke my heart
And I remember
Losing my best friend
I remember what you said
And what I did
Both of us stubborn
Defensive and pissed
And I remember
Losing my best friend
I remember talking after
And saying we both care
Talking pretty words
But not doing pretty things
And I remember
Losing my best friend
I remember being friends
And thinking it was over
But things aren't always what they seem
It was never quite the same
With Every StepI dream of laughing with you,With Every Step8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Under the sun.
I walk a mile with a smile,
But then the rain comes.
I dream of peaceful nights,
Under the stars.
I make a plan to hold your hand,
But then I push you too far.
I need you now,
More than you know I do;
But I can't catch my breath while my head is spinning.
I keep climbing, scraping, scratching and crawling,
And with every step I feel like I'm falling.
I dream of breathing,
Under your smile.
I begin to make you grin,
But then I cry for a while.
I dream of sleeping,
Under your skin.
I keep praying to my brain,
But it won't let me let you in.
I need you now,
More than I say I do;
Re: 7-28-05My beating heart was all,Re: 7-28-058 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For you.
I picked up the phone to call,
And you made me smile the way you do.
I held my pillow close,
And choked it 'til it was blue.
But it was just a substitute,
For you.
I fluttered in the sky,
Last night.
I soared beyond the sun's reply,
And everything was very right.
You held me in your arms;
You kept my body through the night.
I was only yours,
Last night.
I'll always want to hold,
Your hand.
Then even when we're old,
You'll still be sure that I'm your man.
The only one I need,
The only one who'll understand,
Is painting hearts on boxers with,
Your hand.
My empty heart's been filled,
By
Nothing Goes RightNothing goes right.Nothing Goes Right8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nothing goes right.
From beginning to end,
Do it over again.
Nothing goes right.
I'm walking the line.
I'm sitting on a ten foot fence.
If I fall off to one side,
It wouldn't make much sense.
Nothing goes right.
I've paid all my dues.
I've finally reached the bottom rung.
Grades were pretty good,
But I still feel pretty dumb.
Nothing goes right.
Inside, outside;
High side, Low side;
Over, under;
Sideways, through.
I feel like sleeping…
Someone tell me what to do.
Nothing goes right.
Nothing goes right.
From beginning to end,
Do it over again.
Nothing goes right.
This way, that way;
Always the wr
Good TimesIt's good times,Good Times8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just to know you that you are mine.
It's good times,
Just to know I'm at the end of your rhyme.
It's good times,
That my anxious heart is a part of your design.
It's good times,
Just to know that I am enough;
It's good stuff.
It's good times,
When you make me smile wide without trying.
It's good times,
To taste the salt on your neck when I'm crying.
It's good times,
That you hold my hand when my happiness is dying.
It's good times,
When I know we'll get to play a little rough;
It's good stuff.
Nobody else,
Will ever succeed,
In giving me everything that I need.
Always believe,
And know that it's true,
F
Sta.sh
