One Man's TrashGot it cheap at a thrift store,
left by some anonymous patron:
maybe an old woman,
cleaning out a closet,
significance lost to time and a
fine coat of dust?
Or did she suffer the loss when
she passed it, still on a hanger,
to the man at the counter?
Did she falter when he offered
only a smile and a "we'll be happy
to take it off your hands" as condolence,
like he'd be doing a great service,
bargaining off her past.
Then "keep only what you use"
the mantra of some clutter-busting
self-help book drowns out
the fifty-year-old strains of "Sleepwalk"
from a high school prom
and her hand slips from the fabric,
saying "You can have it,
God knows I'll never need it again."
Why do I do this to myself?So I can say "sexy" withWhy do I do this to myself?9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a straight face, buy clothes to
show myself and wear them out
on dates, display what's left for
men who'd pay for my half-size
salad, hold doors for me and tell me
how stunning I look, but take no interest
in anything I have to say.
So I can be what I've always hated
and everyone else always wanted:
bleached blonde and bronze
So I can feel the slow
rise of collarbone, ribcage through skin
and know that I'm finally fitting
in as I feel the deflation of
personality: turn on the bubbly,
learn to flirt, be objectified,
smile when the wolves
me hungry-eyed stares.
Because everything's better
in pairs and to make one,
you've got to lose a little
ShatteredShattered11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shattered girl, broken glass
pulled upon by the growing mass
weary eyed and sinking low
she wished this fast paced world to slow
by herself, she walks alone
becoming colder, made of stone
She lays down on her comfy bed
as thoughts of love, leave her head
All the truths, and all the lies
have all darkened, her once blue skies
So in the darkness of her room
she sits and ponders her current doom
For she has loved and lost
and should her soul be the cost?
you should have seen her, those last few days
when all her colors turned to greys
When all her life, darkened in
because of your every sin
Because you broke her fragile heart
She turned and ripped herself apart
I Luv YouI'll always love youI Luv You6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No matter what you do
I'll never forget you
Even though I said I would, too
I will always try
To go on ahead
Because I love you
I'll always love you
more than friendsi would hate to say itmore than friends10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but our friendship just cant last
the wonderful times we shared together
have faded to the past
i told you it would happen
that our friendship was bound to end
although i know you care,
i cannot consider you as a friend
please dont try to argue
just try to understand
that time can change people
as the tide can change the sand
our friendship has been lovely
but you see it has to end
for i feel a different way
ive fallen in love with you my friend
It's Hard To Break Bad HabitsIf I allow my tongue toIt's Hard To Break Bad Habits7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
touch the top of my teeth
to the bottom to utter a
"I Love you"
tonight, does it mean I
can't say it again?
I bite my nails
as I recoil, remembering
the bad habit, barely making
progress in this patience
plaguing, somber, far from serene
two minutes since we last
said our good-byes,
good-nights, good-wishes of
sleepfully peaceful mind shows.
Feels like an eternity since
we last spoke, while Eternity
waits by the door,
readying to again make my heart
long so long for you.
~she has always been
so successful in her
sweet dreams, sweetheart..sweet dreams, sweetheart..10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun has drawn its curtains,
the stars dance in the sky,
as butterflies kiss your sweet forehead,
I sing this lullaby.
The wind sighs in careless breezes,
and flowers fade away,
rest on feather pillows,
watch white sheets turn to grey.
Please rest well my lover,
I pray this slumber will not end,
as I'll tiptoe through the hallway,
and fuck your hot best friend.
ReconciliationReconciliationReconciliation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey ... it's you.
You had forgotten about me, hadn't you? I can't even recall the last time there was something between us. At long last you remembered whom you'd vent old emotions with, only to create new ones afterwards. Whatever your mood was, I was ready for our little games. Remember?
Now ... don't expect everything to be the way you left it. It's no secret that you've been out there spying other couples, and whenever you got motivation to come back to me, you set it aside, favoring mundane pleasures that didn't take long to die.
I forgive you.
For all this time I've done nothing but think of your return.
I’m here just for you.
Of course, you have to start doing your own part, and you better put effort into it. You can start by telling me what you're like nowadays. What have you done lately? What dreams, ambitions and fantasies are still there from the old times? Do you still have that peculiar vision of life? It was the reason that got us together i
Dear Students,I lie there, awake in my bed,Dear Students,8 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
as thought and images, drift through my head.
The torture this causes me, the stress it upholds,
The piling depression, is starting to get old.
The light at the end, has left my sight,
I crawled everyday, weak without might.
The weight on my shoulders, caused by yours true,
Yet the first thing on my list, is to take care of you.
I tried to remember, punished when lost,
Yet my future, is what this failure costs.
You stare back at me, waiting for completion,
Yet I sit there and watch, my own interests depletion.
I wish this would end, but my hope has failed,
For the stress you have caused me, has got me railed.
Yet it's just you and I, and it's time to let go...
Because you were due, over two weeks ago.
Guys, do your homework.