CrossroadsI feel like I've been here before.
At this same crossroad, where the signs are missing.
Both roads are covered in thorn bushes and poison ivy,
But one is shorter,
And at the end of the shorter road there is someone waiting for me
To take my hand and hold me;
To heal my cuts and bruises from the thorns I walk through.
But do both roads hold the same destination?
Or will one road bring me into a circle,
And back to where I am now
Like it did last time?
I still have the scars from then,
They taught me not to hesitate.
But still I do hesitate.
Is this really déjà vu?
He certainly thinks so.
Has it really come to the point
Where She does more bad than good,
And is no longer worth holding onto?
LostLost in the choices,Lost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that are difficult to make.
Lost in my mind,
I can no longer concentrate.
Lost in the world,
I cannot find my place.
Lost in the time,
I begin to lose my pace.
I've lost all hope,
I can no longer cope,
I am all alone,
In this cruel world.
I can no longer trust,
Drown in the frust.
Drown in the dark.
A spark of light may appear,
But I no longer want to care.
Think I'll remain as such,
Until my life stops,
And be forever lost.
Remember METwo slits across the road,Remember ME4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but never down.
She wrapped her wrists in gauze
then quietly took off.
The word 'Failure'
sketched smoothly on her thighs
as oozing rivers of red
slid gently down her legs.
She cries every night, you know.
She screams all the time.
She doesn't understand
what she's worth.
she doesn't find it easy
to linger in this world
and her only support
some scissors and a blade.
He tells her it's okay
but she won't let him stay
She won't take him serious
"he still doesn't unerstand."
A simple word won't make us stay.
A simple, "I've been there before"
won't make us think.
I bite my pillow through the night.
Hold bleeding fists against me tight.
The simple morals don't make things right
when all this darkness is filled with fright.
She told me she could save me
Said life is just a joke.
But when the sun falls down
and when the moon rises up
She wrapps herself in sorrow
and never let's it go
Cuz when she's all alone and feels
feels coldness breathe her in
SolitudeI'm all alone in this lonely room,Solitude4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
looking for an escape from this very dull gloom.
Save me from this solitude that breaks my soul,
save me from this unhappiness that leaves my chest with a hole.
It's so sad to be alone,
it's so sad to be unknown.
This lonely world that we call home,
is nothing more but solidified boredom.
Thats why I need you to be there when I long for you,
I need you to be there when I heavily call for you.
I'm not asking for more than a little speck of your attention,
just be there to cure my desperation.
I'm just a sad little boy longing for the truth,
and you'll be the answer to my melancholic cure.
It wouldnt hurt you one little bit that I can assure,
all you have to do is sit there and pretend to be interested
in a way that I'll be allured.
You're the only thing that makes me feel alive,
you're the only thing that acts as my guiding light.
I'm just a sad little boy whose in his very dull room,
can you give me a speck of attention so I know I'm not alone?
The Beacon And The BugI was wishingThe Beacon And The Bug4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was kissing you
you were wishing,
this little thing
songs that make
me think of you
The Three MusketeersThey fight for the King,The Three Musketeers5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Defend his Queen.
Protect the innocent and those in need.
Even at the cost of their very own lives.
They stand as one, and together they'll fall.
Each other they got,
Musketeers they are!
Cup of loveCup of love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where would any of us be without love.
I have rocked back and forth in my chair.
I see the things that matter most to us.
Planting seeds in a cracked surface.
You will be coming home soon to rest.
I count my heart beats on one knee.
The wind blows away my winters breath.
Saving your thoughts in cigar boxes.
I see smoke tendrils rising from my tea.
You and I are not so different.
Spring is creeping around the back kitchen door.
The earth is shedding its winter blanket.
Love is in the air.
Children laugh and women cry.
Candy store wishes.
Kisses stolen while eyes closed.
Dreams are coming true.
I see them all around me.
One last thing to do.
Count my blessings.
The JoiningThe JoiningThe Joining2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two hearts they were waiting
The hands are finally clasped
A future soon together
The time for doubts is past
The seekers found an answer
Beneath the vaulted skies
And found their greatest treasure
Within the others eyes
The spirits please watch over them
Wherever they may roam
Steer danger always far away
And bring them safely home
May always they remember
Through times of joy and fear
In light and dark in good and bad
The love that brought them here.
I'm a monsterWhy did I show you?I'm a monster4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do I care?
We're over and done with
But I still feel your hold
Grasping at me, stealing my breath
I feel regret seeping through my body
Filling my soul
Wish I was dead
Waiting for you to accept me
But I can't be
I'm a monster
I shouldn't of shown you
I shouldn't of let you as close as I did
You only betrayed me
No longer trustful
I need to be removed
I need to be put down...
Like the monster I am.
Running in the DarkI run in the dark with the lost as my guideRunning in the Dark4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The one discarded from the people's eye
As crazy, insane, strange, and bizarre
But I see deeper, into the heart
And so I follow through strange hidden paths
Because I trust the one who's saved me in the past
Be like me?I am a man whose pronoun is she.Be like me?4 years ago in Gay & Lesbian Pride More Like This
I am a woman who thinks herself he.
I am the flat-chested, round-hipped
Paradox of union that I call "me".
Dare to define me:
Make me a cage out of words.
I am complexity brilliant and infinite
I am a shimmering rainbow of thought
I am the man, and the woman, and child:
A perfect mix called "androgynity".
How to contain what completely transcends?
All, both and neither, all possibility
Unfettered by form and determined to be
Ultimately, positively, immutably free:
To love and be loved by all humanity.
If a body is limited cast it away.
Forgo the echo of what it could be and become
A being of pure energy:
Immortal and awesome and childish and three
Are the parts of a human to be found in thee:
Mother and father and child, beauty
Defined by the brilliance of mind.
Be like me?
Crying SoulYou leave, againCrying Soul4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without a word
To let me think
I am sorry
But it's lost meaning
I say it too much
You torture me
With the silence
I want you back
That you'd come back
And we can talk
I could talk forever
To you about anything
I want to discuss us
I feel like it's my fault
That you've gone
Because of something I said
I spent hours
Reviewing what I said
Creating endless theories
Yet I know it can't be me
But there's always chance
I wish you'd come back
But you've gone
Left me alone
With just a crying soul
Get OutGet Out4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Get out of my head,
just let me be.
Can't you just stop,
your haunting of me?
Why can't I see,
what I am thinking?
Why is my own mind,
so hopelessly blanking?
If I can't see,
my own thoughts,
what hope do I have,
of seeing my path?
Why is it fair to you...Why is it fair to you?Why is it fair to you...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why must i always have to compromise to your favor?
Why can't you be approachable and honest?
Why does it feel like you've forgotten about me?
I can understand that I have made many mistakes.
"To err is human" right?
or am I just beyond "To forgive is divine"
I can understand if I am in your eyes.
I get it.
Why must I always have to be in your favor when some times I need you in mine?
Why is talking to you so difficult when it can be so much more easier?
Why can't you just be honest?
Why does it feel like you've forgotten me?
Did I just not live up to what you wanted me to be?
Have I just became a disappointment to you?
Can I never be enough?
Why is it fair for you to forget me and pretend you haven't?
Why can't you just be honest for once?
Just this once.
anything moreDo you ever wonder whyanything more3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why you keep moving on
fighting just to survive
do you ever ask
for a reason
not to just
have you ever searched
for a way
that never seems to be there
do you ever wonder
if there is
Keep dreamingI see you and my heart stops.Keep dreaming3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The only things racing through my mind are my imperfections.
What if I look weird? Am I going to trip? Does my smile look awkward?
You just stand there and smile like everything is okay,
but in my mind the world is practically falling apart before my very eyes.
Whispering a nervous hello, I wag my hand in a sloppy wave.
You laugh, it makes me blush with embarrassment, I look down at my sneakers
which need to be replaced, soon.
Another thing to add to my list of insecurities.
An awkward silence follows as both of us search for words to say to the other.
I chew at my fingers as I practically force words to come out my mouth,
but nothing comes.
I'm to nervous, to scared to look like a dork.
You're doing no better.
You look nervous and bored already as you look around.
That doesn't help me any better.
I feel heat rushing up my neck and fill my cheeks.
I've never felt so embarrassed in my life.
I'm so lame and so shy that I can't even keep you amused.
Sometimes I Lose ThingsSometimes I lose things.Sometimes I Lose Things2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes it's little things.
Things like my ipod or my keys.
Bobby pins and chapsticks often evanesce without warning or cause.
Sometimes I lose bigger things.
Things like my favorite sweater or my school bag.
Things like the reason I came into a room,
Or the memories of what I had for breakfast that morning.
Sometimes I lose my train of thought, or the point I was trying to make or an idea.
Sometimes I lose arguments.
Sometimes I lose friends.
I like to think all the things I lose go to the same place.
A plain white place full of hair ties and dollar store bracelets,
And I like to think they all wait there, patiently.
Wait there to be found.
One day I lost my passion.
It floated away like a helium balloon drifting toward the sun.
But I couldn't let it go.
I chased it into the sky,
Past the moon and the stars and the milky-way,
I followed it into the white place,
I faced a sea of bobby pins and hair ties and chap-sticks.
I faced all those lost arguments and id