Sixteen Years -of Adolescence-Sixteen Years -of Adolescence-9 years ago in Open More Like This
Sixteen years of adolescence,
tug-o-waring through lifestyles,
and on the twelfth year
left to the broken one.
Living the carefree teenage life,
in the same routine.
At least the ones
with dead-beat guardians
who only crave possessions,
and this is what they know:
Go, Do, See,
Wherever, Whatever, Whoever
Daily chores of fending for your own meals,
no homework help for you,
no bonding with them led you here,
no help from Mommy Dearest.
Feed, bathe, quench, ask, inflict pain to
Go from your room,
which is your world,
to the kitchen and rummage some food.
walk back to your little home,
feel like someone else.
Sixteen years of adolescence
and eleven raising oneself,
and this is what she still has yet to learn:
If anything is worth getting hopes up for,
if parents really care for their children,
if religion and its monotheism is completely true,
if truth would better the world,
if abstinence means anything.
Of all the years
one has endured
under these circumstances,
LovecraftMaybe Lovecraft was right,Lovecraft7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As laying awake I shiver,
The invisible beastly faces,
That leer, unknowable, in the night.
He who said that the greatest sensation
Was that screaming terror that surrounds
Humans in the coal-black places
As they know they have no control over creation.
And while the good lie asleep in bed,
The sorcerers who were hidden escape,
Praising Gods beyond the souls capability,
To understand, as to be saved is to be lead.
While those who froth in madness scream,
Of things that were beyond their understanding,
Their dead eyes glaring back the reflections of eternity
And they know that nothing is as it should seem.
And from this blinding, choking bleakness,
One should find the reason to hope,
But no, all that is left is things beyond things,
Manipulating human stupidity and weakness.
As here a little child I stand,
On the edge of something so horrifically vast
That no man or woman can glare into it and return,
With soul intact from that dark land.
hiding?Hiding will not help youhiding?9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You have to face the truth
You can not run from problems
Like a frightened youth
Take what today may give
Do the best you can
Problems won't overcome you
When you face them like a man
You may feel lost and dejected
You may feel you'll never win
You may even feel
You are trapped within a pen
But when you face your problems
And do what you must do
Your problems will have answers
That will be the best for you
So don't run or hide in a corner
Meet head on what troubles you
Believe in your tomorrows
And the ones who love you true
OutcastOutcast9 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And though this might look like nothing,
I'm holding on with all my strength.
Give me the power; let me see the light,
To be able to see again…
Without this heartbreak.
I once held behind a stone thick barrier,
Memories, or so it seemed,
Of a half decent childhood,
But could it have all been such wonderful dreams?
Look around you, and you will find,
Nothing I see behind these eyes,
So hold your cherished ones close,
And never let go, until they know, you love them so.
You want me to talk,
You want me to open up,
But how can you not see,
What I've tried to cover up?
For years I've tried, to hold deep inside,
All my emotions and problems.
Only now, I cannot speak,
Of what cannot be discovered.
Now, out of the blue,
You expect me to change,
But a child cannot teach,
What they have not yet learned.
So answer me this, can you see now?
The divorce and the pain,
The suffering and the game,
I suppose you thought, never affected me.
Perhaps I was too young in your mind,
But isn't it sad when a
Transformers - Dirty RoadTransformers - Dirty Road2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"-kdown. Wakey wakey. Time to rise and shine~" The soft voice intruded the blue mech's recharge and he covered his face with his poncho. "Nnngh, not yet. Few more kliks..." the larger mech mumbled but nonetheless, opened his remaining optic slowly and was welcomed by Knock Out's smiling face. "Time to go. The next town is 2 hours' walk away so we better get going", the red mech spoke as he got up and put his stetson on.
Last night had been rather cold and for that, the following morning was chilly and Knock Out wanted to spend the next night under a roof.
Breakdown dusted his torn poncho, straightened his own stetson and made sure he had his rifle safely in its holster on his back. "Awright, I'm ready. What's our destination?" Knock Out already had their holo globe-map out. "According to this the closest town is... Gygax, though it's small but as long as we'll be able to refuel and get some supplies, we'll be fine."
"I wonder if they're aware of our warrant in Gygax..." the blue mech p
I Love The Way You Love MeI Love The Way You Love Me11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love the way I can talk to you
And say what's on my mind
I never have to look away
Or keep a thing inside
Tears fill my eyes when you're not around
Or when you just don't care
But I know in my heart you will do what's right
For me, you will always dare
Material things will never matter
As long as I have you
You make every day that passes
So much easier to get through
My worries disappear when you're around
No thoughts of pain or doubt
I feel your love when you hold me close
And kiss me if I pout
I don't care what they are talking about
All I care for is you
I'll jump off a building to show you my love
If that's what I have to do
I love you for everything that you are
Not what you promise to be
I know you can't see why or how
You're the most important thing to me
King RatI am the morning;King Rat5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
darkness from dreamers
Toward the depths of Earth
with the rain:
An eventide flood
that flows through ruts
cut rough in the dirt:
rifts amongst rubble
in the run-off,
their raven rule
and in ruin.
I am the mourning;
for rodent kings
Love is profoundLoveLove is profound9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a creature so profound
it does not have feet
to stand upon the grounds
her voice makes no sound
but when the sun rises,
when the skies turn a playful mood
they carry her melody
I love her so
and yet she doesn't know
what measures I have for her
to swear upon her my word is truth
for every flower that blooms
I will grow ten times more
for love is a creature so delicate
the sun would shatter into shards of tiny pieces
if she smiles
and rain to flood if she cries
heaven would fall
and God would weep
the angels would sweep
the pearls and still be wet
My love my desire my pursuit my fate
I love you like saints their hymns
like honey to bees
a huge straw yellow field
mild and wild at the same time
with ferocious winds carry petals across a river spilling diamond
coloured jewels in her eyes
when she smiles spring lays quietly beneath her lips
when she sighs winter brews with every heave from her chest
when she is not there
I am like a child protesting for her
When she is here I
serbian mermaid.in five years i want to move to georgiaserbian mermaid.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or serbia or atlantis and start a family,
name my children after odd numbers
and teach them russian lullabies and
the art of manipulating those you love.
in five years i want to marry you, but
i don't know if you like odd numbers,
or even if you like me all that much.
maybe you'd like me if i tell you
that i'm a mermaid, but i'm not
and you can always tell when i am lying.
in five years i want to be seventeen,
but wishes don't work like that.
in five years i want to be on a plane
and i want the plane to crash
into the ocean and i want everyone
to be okay except me, but if i were
a mermaid i would be okay too.
i could just swim away.
in five years i want out of this bed.
in five years i want to be crowned
queen of lowercase letters.
in five years i want you to say,
"you are the best thing that has
ever happened to me," and mean it.
in five years i want to either be dead or a poet,
but i really mustn't get my hopes up.
Back to StartEvery day feels the same as the lastBack to Start9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and time flies by so fucking fast
ive missed to much wallowing in self pitty
wondering what i did wrong
maybe someday an answer is what i'll find
what tomorrow brings im not sure
hopefully i'll find a way to ease my mind
maybe find someone that i can fit in my life
someone that deserves my love this time
my thoughts keep drifting back to you
and how its the only time i ever felt happy
this loneliness is killing me
causing scars that you cannot see
the cuts that are left on my heart
always takes me back to start
Auberon: IntroductionAuberon: Introduction9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"Remind me," I said, tears filling my eyes, "remind me to write a story about us…"
I lie in this big sleigh bed, phone grasped in one hand (the one where my liquor bottle once resided). A few minutes tick past and I sit up, head whirling from bipolar philosophies that spin in my head on an almost regular orbit. I take a few moments to notice how my underwear matches: white bra and regular bikini panties. Moonlight dances with candle flame reflections across a pale stomach, no longer flat and belonging to a child. I swing my woman's thighs over the side of the bed. My hands are curled and limp in my lap. I think, They belong to someone dead.
They belong to me.
I let that fact settle into place in my brain, followed logically by just who I am. A few dozen names scatter across the recesses of my mind, but I can only understand a handful of them, mostly the ones spoken by familiar voices.
Morgaine's worry will grow. She's shouting for me as I sit here, her crow's wings
Purgatory is for the livingI've always wanted to flyPurgatory is for the living6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or maybe just float on and on
but the air is too cold and dry
and my palms are too sweaty
so I freeze
and fall back on something hard
I've now come to realize,
people can't fly here
we're all in some horrible paradox
just waiting for the other side
GlueYou should know,Glue9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You should care,
But you're never there.
I have to tell you,
You have to see,
You can never change me,
So clam down, take a break;
Those words keep me awake,
Power, will, drive,
All I have to do is strive,
Win or lose,
My emotions are only for you.
Does what I say have a meaning?
I'm going to end up mending,
My broken heart after you.
Do you have glue?
I ran out after the last one.
What a stun.
ArmadaLight leaksArmada5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from cuts carved
across the static sky
in search of new worlds
(and old lovers)
As Heavens burn
The Color Bluesometimes,The Color Blue7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't know
i let jealousy
get the best of me.
its just me over reacting.
i can see you
as clearly as i see blue
and i really
don't know what
Fairy-taleOnce upon a time there was a house, quite old but still beautiful. It was standing on top of a small hill near a forest on the edge of a city. No one lived there for many years.Fairy-tale9 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Among dusty boxes bathing in the morning sunrays slept Jack. He was a tiny man who lived on an attic. He slept in an old slipper covering himself with a handkerchief. Jack looked after the house as he was a brownie and because he was its true owner. Of course nobody in the human world knew about him. Whenever someone bought this possession, Jack was always there, watching. He didn't mind new people moving into his house but they had to be good. Jack was a good brownie so he allowed only good people to live in his house. Those who were evil suffered many difficulties as Jack used his brownie skills to scare them and eventually throw them out.
This is why the house was for some time abandoned.
One morning, when Jack was still in bed, as it still wasn't time for him to get up, something interesting happened. A lor
The MessengerLaunchThe Messenger5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the silence
stretched thin between
along the super-string.
I am the collapse
both before and thereafter,
caught in moments
compressed in tunnels
Grew Up Way to Fastfrom the start of my lifeGrew Up Way to Fast9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i always had to think twice
about what i would say or do
and as to why i had no clue
born with a drunken father
who was an asshole usually
getting a place to hide
wasnt the easiest to find
grew up way to fast
i had to learn that we're born to die
without a reason even given as to why
everything we learn is just another lie
now im left not knowning who i am
what i should do or what im worth
pushed to grow up at the age of two
makes me sometimes regret my birth
grew up way to fast
i had to learn that we're born to die
without a reason even given as to why
everything we learn is just another lie
HopelessnessHopelessness9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Words left unwritten
Feelings left unspoken
Yet on the lips
But never expressed
Leaving me in torment
I know only what to say
I know not how to say it
Emotions in frenzy
To tell the world
Yet my own ignorance
Holds me back
My own lack of skill
I held the knowledge
But let it be torn away
And there is nothing left
How cruel is the treachery of the mind
To have me forget what I once knew
To leave me stranded in a sea of silence
In an ocean of eternal dreams
The words will not come
Let them linger on my lips forever
For we all know
That they will never be spoken
That they will never be heard